A New Begining

A New Begining

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I do not own Percy Jackson. Once I lived. In harmony. Happiness. But they didn't want that. A few didn't, but it was an anonymous. They chased me. They planned. It almost worked. He helped me. He made me powerful. God-like, almost. Everything I'd ever dreamed of. I ran. And ran. And ran. That's how I found him. Through him I finally found who I needed. It took a while but she came around. But I had to go back. Face my past even after I realized that I would be happy with another. I love her. Now she loves me back. But I was always confused. Why would she love someone like Me. Somehow I got a gorgeous goddess to fall in love with me. A beautiful one that loved me for me. And I love her. This is our story. Of life and death. Of tears and smiles And a hell of a lot of stupid jokes.
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It's so cold...I feel like I'm freezing up. Literally. I felt like everything inside was beginning to change...who I was, what I was, and just me. I opened my icy blue eyes. Everyone I knew, Annabeth, The Seven, the Gods, everyone except my mother, Paul, and Grover, betrayed me or wanted me dead. I'm a demigod on the run. And I'm losing myself to a part of me that I never knew existed. The morning dew on the leaves around me froze to crystallized droplets as I walked by. Just as I was admiring the beauty of it all, a shout came from behind me and I turned. A hunter was pointing my way and more people came. Twenty more hunters, and roughly forty demigods. I turned away from them and ran while taking out my sword. Riptide. It wasn't what it used to be. Before it had a blue green colored trident etched into a glowing bronze metal and a golden hilt. Now? The bronze glowed silver because of a thin layer of deadly ice. The trident became an icy blue, just as my eyes had changed and the hilt was now black and silver. Why? I'm changing. The world destroyed me. So I'm changing. To someone I'm not. I can't stop it. I can keep running before I freeze over entirely. Then I'll be unstoppable. = = = so im writing a second draft and i realized i screwed up the whole plot in this story because it wasnt meant to be cliche but it turned out to be so this is gonna be the first version and the second version im writing at an incredibly slow rate so yeah this version is not the best to say it nicely [lowercase and terrible grammar intended because I'm lazy]

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