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happy birthday Percy💙

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I'm happy to present-my handmade Enjolras doll!

Recently I suddenly fell in love with ABC boys in Les Miz musical and it drove me to read the book. Now I totally love Enjolras. So I made the doll myself.

When the statue has turned into a cute doll the size of your palm, OMG what can be even cuter!!!!!

(Sorry I'm not good at sewing the face part but I've tried my best to make it beautiful like Enjolras in the book

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Dark! Percy Part3

(Sorry I didn't post for a while because of study, but I'm back!

(Hope you like my work!

Percy always feels good when he's on board, especially when Annabeth's beside him. This time he held Annabeth by her waist, and she leaned on his shoulder. As they watched the beautiful views of the Atlantic from the deck, the young couple enjoyed a quiet moment together. It was noon and the bright sun shines on Annabeth's hair. Percy looked at her fascinatedly, the sunshine on her blond hair made her shine and beautiful like a goddess. Percy could say that because he had seen quite a few goddesses before. Percy really enjoys every moment he spends with his girlfriend, no, his wife. Yes, they'd got married, and this was their honeymoon. They planned to take a sailing trip across the Atlantic Ocean. Percy wanted to take Annabeth to his father's palace. Both Percy and Annabeth thought the trip would be wonderful. A peaceful vacation, some private time with each other, sounds so perfect. To Annabeth, the wedding was still like a dream. It was such an unforgettable moment in her life. Though she thought about that in her mind countless times, it still surprised her very much. She loved her wedding dress. It's sea-green in color -- the color of Percy's eyes and decorated with grey pearls. Piper was the designer. At first, Annabeth didn't like the idea of a full wedding dress, but when she looked at herself in the mirror, she changed her mind immediately. She saw beauty in front of her. The wedding dress fit her body so well and showed her body curve perfectly. Piper designed clothes and makeup for both Percy and Annabeth, but she kept Annabeth's wedding dress design a secret to give Percy a big surprise. Other friends also offered help. Leo built the scene, Hazel created beautiful special effects and many other friends offered different help. Even Poseidon gave them support. He made the waves the shape of hearts, stars and shells. Perfect for his son's wedding, right! The wedding took place on the shore of CHB. That day, Percy rose from the sea. He was wearing a white shirt and a beautiful grey suit decorated with white glitter. He stepped on the shell-shaped platform Leo built. At the same time, Annabeth walked toward him. She was afraid of the idea of walking on the sea, but Percy promised her it would be okay and interesting. She stepped on the waves by the sound of her friends singing some cute campfire songs. When she finally hit the platform, Percy held her hand and took her to the wedding MC. The shell platform began to close and it stopped at a perfect angle. They swore the oath and kissed each other. Annabeth never immersed herself in so much peace and happiness before. This was their second day on the trip. Life wasn't boring. Whenever Annabeth wanted some entertainment, just asked Percy, then he would take her diving. Annabeth loved the cute fish they met underwater. And if she wanted, Percy would call them to gather around them. Then they played with them. Percy was enjoying the tasty blue cookies from his mother when he felt something wrong. Some unwelcomed strangers stepped onto his ship. When he met their face, he knew that this was unexpected and he felt unconditionally terrified. Stood behind him were several dolphin warriors. Yes, dolphin warriors were created by Mr. D. He did that for punishment, but it didn't seem to work. For these crazy dolphins were still arses. Seeing them, Percy knew what could happen next. A golden gorgon mask appeared like it was one of Percy's most horrible nightmares. But now it became a living reality. Last time Percy and his friends played a good show to defeat this enemy. But this time, there were only two people, and their biggest hero, Frank, wasn't there. A familiar sound escaped from behind the mask, a sound of delight, and the one who embarrassed him was now comfortably in his bare hand. "Perseus Jackson, so glad to see you again." As dolphin warriors quickly tied their hands, Annabeth's head ran fast, trying to think of a plan. But now her head was blank. She remembered last time Percy fooled these dolphin soldiers by…some cola??? Crazy plans only her crazy boyfriend's brain could think about. "This time who is your captain? Dionysus? Zeus? Athena? Or my, yeah also your, damn dad Poseidon?" Chrysaor sneered at Percy. Annabeth tried to speak something to get some time, but they even not gonna give her time to speak. One of the dolphin warriors grabbed some nasty gag and put it into her mouth. She looked at Percy but found that he was forced not to speak, too. Oh great, she thought, guess now we can only use brain waves to communicate.

(Sorry I wrote too much about the wedding but I can't help it cuz I really love the idea of wedding and I want it to be wonderful

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So true lol

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Dark! Percy Part2

I've already written a plot for this series. I plan to write five parts. Maybe someday I will change my idea lol.

If you like my work pls let me know. I'm really not a good writer.

(idk why i would let Sally die so quickly)

The Jackson-Blofis family was in the hospital. Annabeth was there, too. Percy was looking forward to his little sister. Just yesterday, Sally smiled and told them things would be fine. She would be okay and a new family member would come.

In the afternoon, Percy heard the crying voice of the newborn baby. But some cries and shouts came after. He recognized that it was Paul’s voice. Meanwhile, he saw his stepdad holding a beautiful baby in his arms. But there was no happiness on his face.

“What happened?” Percy asked. Paul’s face was in deep sorrow. Percy realized something was wrong. He rushed into the delivery room. There his mom lay. The red color was on the sheet and clothes.

“Mom, no!!! Mom...” Percy shouted in pain. But the woman lying on the bed was no longer listening. There was a slight smile on her face. Her eyes opened like she was dreaming of tomorrow, days living with her two children and her beloved husband.

He raised his head, staring at the doctor. “What happened?” The pain on his face was obvious. “Too much blood.” The doctor answered, hands spreading out. “Improper fetal position, resulting in excessive bleeding. There is nothing we can do.” There was no apparent emotion in his voice. They are doctors, they had seen many moms die of this.

Percy was angry. He blamed the hospital for not allowing him to stay with his mother, blamed the Gods for leaving his mother dead, and blamed the doctors for they had nothing to do. He didn’t realize what his anger might cause. His vision became unclear and red, like the color of his mother’s blood.

The saline in the ward exploded. Then the oxytocic pack boomed, it was connected to his mother’s hand. The walls were shaking, for Percy’s anger shook the water in the pipes and the ground beneath. It was terrifying for the doctor and all the people in the building. But they didn’t realize that all this was because of the son of Poseidon.

Annabeth spotted the coming danger. She rushed into the room and saw his boyfriend standing there. She heard pipes exploding sounds and she shouted to Percy. “Stop! Percy! Don’t! You’ve promised me!”

Percy felt Annabeth shaking him. When he realized what he had done, he slipped down and buried his face in his hands.”What I’ve done...” The shaking became gentle, then none.

Percy didn’t realize this was his first time shaking the ground.

When they came back home, Percy and Annabeth comforted Percy’s scared stepfather. After they made sure Paul would be okay, they went to Camp-Half Blood together.

Annabeth tried her best to comfort her sorrowful boyfriend. She was sad, too. For Sally to her was her friend, and would be her mother-in-law in the future. They spent many hard times together and they planned to have a trip together after Percy and she got married. But all this was gone.

Every time Annabeth tried to talk to him about his mother, he always blamed the Gods. He told Annabeth all this because they wanted to bring pain to him. He blamed Hera most because his family was broken now.

He must be angry with the Gods at the time, for the ground was shaking slightly.

Annabeth quickly took action. She first complained about Hera and her stupid ideas. Then suddenly turned everyone is mortal. She tried her best to tell him that his mother died of natural causes and that the Gods couldn’t change one’s life.

She knew it wouldn’t convince him. But this was all she could do for him. She knew Percy needed something to make him happy. But now they needed to hold Sally’s funeral first.

It was a small funeral. Only a few people attended. Percy and Annabeth didn’t expect Poseidon’s arrival. He came to say the last goodbye to his lover, the queen among all women. Percy had never seen his father being so sad. When the funeral came to the end, Sally’s coffin floated on the sea. Percy knew it would be carried by the currents and to the place where his father chose for his mother. Poseidon told him the place, so Percy jumped into the sea and followed the currents. He saw Poseidon bury Sally and build a palace for her, for the last time.

After the funeral, Annabeth suggested that they should get married.

(idk if the plot is good, but i decided to work on it)

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Some crazy Percy Jackson fan behavior:

I filled my closet with orange T shirts, blue jeans, blue hoodies, blue socks and blue underwear

Blueberries suddenly appeared everywhere on my desk

Ocean flavor handwash, body wash and perfume

Skateboarding suddenly grows on me

Want all my food to be blue(and was trying to do that)

Start learning ancient Greek

Carry an ancient drachma coin everywhere(modern copy lol)

Dream of waking up in a morning and finding out that I’m the daughter of Poseidon(test on ReadRiodan but I believe I’m Athena’s child)

Started to listen to Led Zeppelin songs

Try hard to behave like having ADHD

Want to go to the beach and swim

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Dark! Percy Part1

I can’t help it! Suddenly the idea of dark Percy grows on me. Some of the ideas are not mine, but I really love them so I add them to my work.

How does it feel to have the power to bring the storm? How does it feel to have the ability to shake the ground? How does it feel to have the power to bend the liquid? Ask Percy Jackson. Then he will punch into your face. And he will bend your blood like you are just a piece of grass. He didn't want to be like that. He didn't mean to be like that. He was the hero of Olympus, the leader of both camps. His friends all loved him and he loved them as well. He had a beautiful girlfriend and a big family. His life was nice. His life was nice, once. During their journey to fight Gaia, he and Annabeth fell into Tartarus. They went through these tough days together. These days are always one of their most terrible nightmares. When they got back, everyone thought they were just fine. Nothing changed. But only themselves knew what happened. Annabeth always told her friends how scary there was, but she didn't tell anyone that Percy was the most terrible one. She begged him not to be like that, and he agreed. But she had a bad feeling that this would happen in the future. For the sea doesn't like to be restrained. That day had finally come. Annabeth didn't stay with him that day. She was in Boston. As soon as she heard the news that the camp was attacked, she rushed back, but it was too late. Percy stood there, with some bloody pieces on the ground. "Wh-What?" She tried to make her voice. Percy turned his face towards her. "Annabeth..." His face was deadly calm but his eyes...Annabeth stepped back. The madness and pain in his eyes...This scared her. Noticed her terrified, his face soon turned into care."Are you okay..." He passed out. Will told her what happened. In his words, the camp was attacked by a cyclops and some campers were seriously injured. Percy came to help but the cyclops mentioned his experiences in Tartarus and it said that their sacrifices down there were useless. This made Percy extremely angry and he used his power to beat the cyclops. Will said he had never seen Percy be so cold and cruel. He tortured it to death in an extremely cruel way. Blood bleeding slowly all over its body until it finally exploded crazily. Will said he would never forget the cyclops' painful scream and Percy's laughter. Annabeth shivered. Cold sweats came all over her neck. The last time he nearly killed the Misery, she stopped him in time. But this time nobody could stop him...She decided never to leave Percy alone again. "Annabeth, I'm so sorry..." said Percy."I didn't mean to do that...I was too angry and too painful." His green eyes were full of tears like a kid had done wrong things. Annabeth could feel his fear, deep in his mind. But they went through so many hard times together and Annabeth won't leave him alone. She knew what made him so angry. "Bob and Damasen." She said softly but in deep sorrow. "Their sacrifices are worth much." Tears finally fell down his face. "I'm so sorry for them...Th-They died for us but we can live a happy life..." Annabeth found herself crying with him as well. But she didn't stop herself. She thought this would make him feel better. "I-I can't control me...and my power..."Percy continued, sobbing. "I can feel every water in its cell in his body, an-and when it started. It-it became unstoppable. Annabeth, please...Tell me I'm not a monster. Tell me I'm not evil..." That time, Annabeth felt so helpless. She didn't know his feeling at all. All she could do is to stay by his side and comfort him. "I'm here." She tried to smile, and it worked. Percy's body calmed down and relaxed. That was all she could do for him. For the next few months, she stayed with Percy, comforted him, and looked after him. Percy seemed nice, but only himself knew how he felt. He could feel every drop of water around him. That means, everything. He tried his best to back to normal. No killing, no fighting, just he and Annabeth. Things were more complicated than he thought. His fear was getting deeper, as well as his power. He found it harder and harder to control. His vein cried for killing. He had no choice but to ask them to stop. He knew this was not a good way and someday he might totally lose control. He tried not to think about that. "It's just my fear." He said to himself. "I can control myself. I won't hurt anyone. I love them all." Then a lightning strike into his life broke everything he mattered.

Guys this is my first time writing long fic. I’m not sure if I did sth good. If it does pls let me know. I’m not a good writer at all.

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So I went off on a tangent sorry about that lol

Percy can warm his hot chocolate when it gets cold and make insta Popsicles for Estelle

He’s always the last to take a shower in the morning because the cold water doesn’t bother him.

Winter is the Jackson-Blofis kids favorite time of year. After watching Frozen Estelle begs Percy to “Do the magic! Do the magic!” At first he’s not sure he knows how but they go to Central Park after a snowfall and find a private space all to themselves for him to practice.

He learns how to control snow and ice much better. He creates slides and ice they can skate on in the meadows. He learns how to control the temperature of water to the extent that he can keep the air warm with steam while he and Estelle skate on their makeshift rinks.

He becomes a little obsessed with controlling the phasing of water more. He learns to hold all three phases of water in a single glass. He learns to make miniature hurricanes and thunderstorms in the palm of his hand. He learns to mold little figurines for Estelle out of water and freeze them as gifts for her.

One day she asks him to make her mermaid dance and he is thrilled to discover he can make the little ice figure around in the air to make it look likes she’s swimming.

One day they watch Avatar the last Airbender and Percy is enchanted by Katara. He learns that he can use water as a literal weapon and shield. He started off using it like a whip, a living coil of water that could reach as far as he wanted and do exactly as he commands. Then he learn he can fashion weapons out of ice. Monsters quickly learn that as long as there is water around, Percy Jackson is armed.

But Percy takes it a step further when he sees Katara and Toph escape the wooden prison by water ending sweat. He learns to manifest water. At first he is simply absorbing moisture from the air but soon he learns to create water from nothing. With a wave of his hand he can manifest the water and then form a dagger from it in seconds. Monsters quickly learn, Percy Jackson is Always armed.

The first time he created a sentient being he killed it. Estelle and him were playing with her ice mermaid as usual. Percy was focused on making it as realistic as possible when suddenly it began to glow a light blue. Estelle was delighted but Percy had his eyes closed in concentration. It wasn’t until the mermaid dropped out of the air and into his lap, gasping and withering around that he realized it had come to life. But like real mermaids of the sea she could not survive out of water. By the time he shook out of his shock and got her submerged in water she had already passed in what he knew was extricating pain.

He went to his father for advice after that, carrying the tiny creature in some satin his mother gave him for her. His father was shocked when he found out the extent of Percy’s powers. He was so proud of the accomplishment he didn’t realize how devastated Percy was about unintentionally killing his little creation. Poseidon brought the mermaid back to life for him along with some advice on the art of creation.

Before Percy left he warned him to not let all his abilities be public knowledge, it was better to be underestimated. What he didn’t tell Percy that the ability to fashion and create life was something only the gods could do. The fact a demigod had that ability without the restrictions of being a deity would not sit well with the other Gods, especially Zeus.

Percy went to buy a large tank and some friendly fish from his local pet store and had it all ready for when Estelle arrived from school. They named her Elsa and took very good care of her.

The first time he bloodbended was accidental too. They were at the park on a warm summer day eating Popsicle sticks Percy had made out of a carton of orange juice. Percy ran into an old friend and was chatting while Estelle played. Neither of them noticed the dog. Estelle was rather fond of animals so naturally she tried to pet the animal not noticing all the warning signs. When it mauled her Percy felt as if the very blood in his vines had boiled and busted. The dog had Estelle’s arm in its jaw for all of five seconds before it became a soup of blood, fur and bone on the forest floor. Estelle was okay and bandaged and cleaned up at home

Sally sat Percy down to have a Long talk about the weight and responsibilities of his powers. He completely understood and agreed that bloodbending was an Off Menu power.

But he was still intrigued by bloodbending on a smaller level. He started off practicing on himself. He could make his skin move around and wiggle his ears using his powers, soon he learned that he could change certain things about his body. He fixed his teeth himself, he toned his tan lines and made his hair instantly as long or as short as he wanted.

It came as a surprised to no one in the Jackson-Blofis household that he later figured out how to shape shift. But he still kept it small. A few pounds of muscle here, take off a few pound of fat there. He could quicken and lower his own metabolism with ease. He could control how much adrenaline was coursing through his body as he pleased. He began actually reading up on biology to see how much he was able to control.

It was one night when he went out looking for Estelle - who had stormed off angry about something -  that he was nearly killed. He had been looking for an hour unaware she had already come home when the mortal approached him with a gun demanding all his money. Of course he didn’t bring any money out to look for his sister but the guy didn’t believe him. Honestly Percy didn’t expect the guy to Actually shoot and when he did Percy was more upset at the fact that he was actually shot then the fact that he was in danger.

The man had run off and Percy not liking hospitals went back home for ambrosia. But the bullet had hit an artery and he was bleeding heavily. He collapsed halfway home panicked and not sure how to stop the bleeding. That’s when he remembered his mermaid and how Estelle said she glowed before coming to life. He manifested some water in his hand and willed it to glow. He put it to his chest and the water latched to him, stopping the bleeding and numbing the pain. By the time he got home he wound had nearly finished healing. Sally watched in awe as the last few bits of water fused and merged with his skin.

After that he started keeping jugs of this strange glowing life giving water in his house. He carried a water bottle of it around with him all the time. It was a safer alternative to ambrosia and mortals could use it too. He would go to CHB and CJ and fill large barrels with this water which he named katara (cause he’s a HUGE nerd at the end of the day)

Pretty soon katara became more popular than ambrosia among demigods and mortal in the know. They found that if they added regular water to katara it would gain the properties of katara. Pretty soon a pool was built at both camps to house katara. Percy was glad to see his creation helping so many people but he had unfortunately caught the gods attention.

He was called to Olympus and questioned about what he was trying to do with this “katara”. He told it how it was. He had accidently created it so he gave it to other people as well. He wasn’t even making a profit off of it which he easily could if he wanted too.

The gods in reality didn’t have a problem with katara, they knew it was helpful and did nothing but benefit people. The underlying message in calling upon Perseus Jackson was to let him know he was being observed and to warn him to watch himself.

Percy understand that message loud and clear, but he really didn’t give a fuck. He especially didn’t give a fuck when he made his own island in the Gulf of Mexico. Grover actually helped him with that. Grover created a list of endangered species that needed a safe haven from human intervention and would coexist well. Hazel helped them create a barrier similar to the barriers at the camps around the island. Percy set to work with making the water surrounding the island rich with katara. And in a few months they had a lush and beautiful island that Percy dubbed the Garden of Me.

Poseidon actually came to visit Percy’s island and he was surprised when he saw his son, asleep in a field of rare flowers glowing with dormant power. Of course only a god could see that glow from within. Poseidon began to realize his son was unintentionally becoming an immortal at the least, a powerful god at the most. That’s when he decided to train Percy.

He taught him how to mold and shape lifeforms that already existed to help with Grover’s cause of saving the Wild. He taught him the limits and devastating abilities Percy contained. He showed him how to properly shapeshift into anything he wanted without having to alter his original form. He taught him how to materialize not only water but other liquids and water based materials.

Percy reveled in his new found powers. He not only got to spend time with his father but being TAUGHT was sooo much better than just figuring it out on his own. He found that he and his father are actually pretty similar and get along really well.

As for Annabeth at first she was worried about the path Percy was going down with his powers but she is realized to see him focus his powers on the creation of his little island. Well, not so little anymore. Percy continued to expand the island to accommodate the now hundreds of endangered species of plants and animals residing there. As far as the outside world was concerned some of these animals had gone extinct, but they lived peacefully on Garden of Me. Now the island was nearly 200,000 sq miles and took up most of the Gulf of Mexico. Annabeth could only guess how Hermes managed to explain that to the mortals.

Annabeth and Percy spend a lot of their free time on the island. In fact the whole Jackson-Blofis household do. Afterall the island is big enough to house a small nation. But Percy and Annabeth still love the idea of having an entire island to themselves to do whatever they want. When Annabeth gets pregnant Percy nearly erupts one of his rivers with joy. Although marriage had never been on their minds (they kind of just assumed they would just always be together regardless) they decide to get married on their private island.

It was a wedding that rivaled even the gods weddings. Mortals, demigods, gods, nymphs, satyrs, dryads, cyclopes and more all came to the celebration that lasted nearly an entire week. At first Percy was nervous about inviting so many people. Afterall it wasn’t just an island but a sanctuary for plants and animals that didn’t exist anywhere else on Earth. But Grover ensured Percy he and his helpers would take care of crowd control. Annabeth and Percy honeymooned in one of the beautiful underwater caves on the island while their wedding raged on for days. Clean up was a bitch but the next few weeks were the happiest of their lives.

That was of course, until the war began. Oddly enough it was a war between mortals but it had devastating implications. The threat of nuclear war had never been so real between the US and Korea. Percy and Annabeth (now 5 months pregnant) anxiously moved their mortal families to the island and offered sanctuary to their friends as well. Percy strengthened the barrier to his island and discussed with Grover about making a pop up second island to house other animal species that would be devastated by the event of nuclear war. In the end He, Grover and Annabeth decided a second island was a necessity.

It was enormous. Nearly 600,000 sq miles and hugged the shared coast of California and Mexico. The plan was to evacuate the camps. A third of the island would be used as a third camp safe from the war of mortals. This part of the island would have everyday animals and plants. Cows, pigs, horses, dogs, foxes, bats, vegetables, fruits, grains etc. It would serve as a human sanctuary while the other ⅔  of the island would be reserved for other endangered species. The planning was intense. They had to be careful to keep species that would compete to extinction seperate, they had to avoid invasive plants and animals or at the least keep them contained. And they had to explain to people why they’re pet cats were Absolutely NOT allowed on the island. (Cats are one of the deadliest animals of earth accounting for the majority of extinctions among small animals).

The gods were helpful too. They could see the danger the mortal war posed to the demigods and knew they needed demigods. The only god that as far as Percy was concerned was not being helpful was his father. Poseidon insisted Perceus took up godhood, but Percy had a family on the way and he couldn’t imagine a life where he continued to exist without them. Poseidon tried to convince him to just make Annabeth immortal as well, after all that’s what he did to his wife. But Percy didn’t want to think about it. He just wanted to focus on keeping everyone alive.

That’s when the boats began to arrive. People in California fleeing the conflict but with no funds for now overpriced flight began to take boats and try to cross the borders of Mexico, Guatemala, and El Salvador. But Percy’s island was only a few hundred miles off shore. The boat that got lost on the way down the coast ended up on the second island. Percy couldn’t turn them away.

Despite all their preparation they weren’t ready for when the first missile struck. In fact no one was ready. Everyone expected the obvious targets. Major cities, military bases, maybe even the white house. No one could have guessed their target was the top left corner of Wyoming, where the Yellowstone National Park sat unassuming. No one could have guessed anyone would be that crazy.

The explosion was deafening. Even from the second island they could see as the cloud of sulfuric ash umbrellaed out in all directions. They could hear the continued explosions from the volcano itself. The gods did nothing. They would not interfere with mortal activity unless it directly threatened them. All the inhabitants of the island could do was sit and listen to the sounds of millions dying, and watch the cloud of ash choke the sky.

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This happened when Percy was 13...

Sally: Percy, help me clean the water in the bathroom.

Percy: Mom, you know I'm not that good at controlling normal water...

Sally: [Spread some salt on the wet bathroom floor]

Percy:

Percy: OK now I can

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Good work! Though I'm really sad about Sally...

The sea

Feedback is apprechiated ;)

Percy was happy. The giant war was over, he was studying with Annabeth so

they could move to new Rome soon. He was happy….. until it happened. 

The thunderstorm should have been a warning, a sign that the lord of the sky was angry but unfortunately Percy was tired of having to deal with the gods so he chooses not to notice it. He cursed himself for that later. 

He had stood up early that morning, awoken by another dream about the hell he and Annabeth had gone through. His mom had already been in the kitchen and he was greeted by her with a warm smile.“ Bad dreams?“, She had asked softly. Percy had only needed to nod and she pulled him into a warm hug. He loved her hugs, he loved that she had forgiven him for being away for so long, he loved his mother for everything. She was the reason the sea inside him was calm.

“Thanks, mom I just wanted to get some fresh air.“, He had told while departing carefully. Percy was grateful for her but he still did not want her to worry too much. If he had only known that this was the last time his mom would hug him, he would have stayed in her arms forever. 

Percy had taken his jacket and walked outside and then………

Thunder, a white light crashing down behind him throwing him forward with the price.

He lay still on the street while people around him ran out of their houses screaming in panic. 

Percy‘s body was burning, he felt blood running down his forehead but all he could think about was his mom who had been exactly where the explosion went off.

The police later assumed that a lightning strike had hit the apartment by accident but Percy knew better. He was brought to a hospital even though his burns were only small. 

He had insisted that he wanted to stay.“Please I have to see if my mom and my stepdad are okay!“, He had begged the paramedics but they did not stop their attempts to get him on the stretcher.“The fire brigade will find them kid. Everything is gonna be okay“, One of them promised but Percy saw in her eyes that it was a hollow promise. His heart ached in despair and when the doors of the ambulance closed tears fell down his cheeks. 

The proof came when the police visited him after the doctors had checked him. They looked devastated, of course, no one wants to tell a son the message that his pregnant mother was dead. Percy took the news with a small nod. He could not do more not even cry. He had been through so much that maybe this last thing had broken something inside him. He could not believe that they would do this, that they would kill his mother after he saved them. His thoughts wander to Paul and his unborn baby sister that he has lost as well and the sea in him slowly starts rising. 

Annabeth soon heard about his suspicion  She stormed into the small hospital room, her face tear-stained. He immediately wrapped her in a hug like it is her that is going through this tragedy.“Percy……I…..I‘m so sorry.“, She sobbed.“It is not you fault wise girl….he did this.“, Percy claimed and he is surprised by the deadly calmness in his voice.

Annabeth looked at him in confusion but then she understood. Her eyes widened in shock.“No…… Percy……..he wouldn‘t……..“ She tried to say but her unbelieving in her own words stopped her. They both know Nico Di Angelo and they both know his mother died. Percy felt the waves crashing again his chest, he felt them threatening to burst out and so did his rage.“ Come on Annabeth you know Zeus. He is an arrogant asshole who just cares about himself! I fought years for the gods, I went through hell for the gods and now they… they.“, he wasn‘t able to speak anymore, there was too much rage boiling up inside him. He finally processed what happened and the sea in him roared with a desire. A desire for revenge. Annabeth pressed herself closer to him in comfort. She is scared, Percy‘swords scare her and yet she knows that there is nothing she can say to help him. She just hoped that she wasn‘t about to lose him. 

Percy was grateful for his girlfriend but he knew that he couldn‘t stay. The longer he stayed, the more his body was trembling and the sea roared louder.“ I want to talk to Zeus. Now.“, He told Annabeth could. She let him go her eyes full of something he never saw in them before.

Panic.

“ No Percy that is not a good idea! If he is targeting you then yelling at him would be a great excuse for him to…….. hurt you.“, She answers logically as always but her tone fearful. Percy can‘t help but feel angry at her words.

“I‘m not scared of Zeus and if he wants to kill me he is welcome to try! My mom did not deserve this you know that as well as I so don‘t try to stop me!“, He nearly yells and he departs from her quickly. The storm in him screams in agreement and he looks forward to setting it free, Annabeth hated herself for making him angrier. She loved Sally too so why doesn‘t she support Percy? What did Zeus or any other god ever do for her? A small voice whispers that she just wants to keep him safe but she can also do that against the gods. She gently grabbed his hand and gave him a weak smile.“Okay just let me come with you.“, She pleads and Percy feeling a warm thankfulness for her calming his waves a bit, smiled back. 

The man behind the desk looks at them in shock when they enter the building..“You shouldn‘t be here.“, he claims, his voice sounding a bit concerned. Percy felt cold amusement washing over him.

He killed scarier monsters than this old man. He takes out his sword without a second thought.“ We are exactly where we need to be now let us talk to Zeus or I will try my sword out on you.“, He threatened and did not notice Annabeth‘s worried glance.“You should listen to him! He once took down giant you are no match for him!“, Annabeth‘s voice sounded just as dark as his but she just wanted to keep Percy from doing something he would regret later. The man‘s eyes were stuck on the blade then wandered to Percy‘s eyes as if those could burn him.

He moved back a bit uncomfortable.“ Alright I‘ll let you up.“

Percy felt a sense of victory letting the water rise again. It pushed through his veins and when they entered the small elevator his body tensed from the power it made him feel. The gods would pay for taking his family. They would see what happened if someone pushed him too far. Maybe some days ago he wouldn‘t have felt this darkness but a few days ago he also had a mother. He was overtaken by memories, of her soft voice, her laugh and her hugs. He wondered if it would make her sad to see how angry he was but she certainly was also sad to be killed there was no difference anyway. The memories hurt but they also foiled his anger. 

Percy and Annabeth walked down the way to the god’s council in silence. The minor gods and nymphs whispered and pointed at them, their eyes worried some even pitiful. They all knew Percy‘s story and they all feared him.

Only Zeus and Hera were in the throne room  When Percy walked in his eyes immediately landed on Zeus who glared at him in outrage.“HOW DARE YOU COM HERE?!“, The Lord of the skies shouted in fury but Percy did not even wince.  Instead, he glared back.

“How dare you kill my mom?!.” Percy spat back. Zeus only looked annoyed but the others gods looked at each other uneasily. Zeus shook his head like he wanted to get rid of a nasty fly.

“ My boy, there are things that you don’t understand. I’m sorry about your mother but sometimes cruelty is necessary to prevent worse.”, Zeus explained and Percy felt as if he had been punched in the gut. How could this all immortal god talk about an innocent woman death like that? He felt disgusted at Zeus rising and Annabeth spoke it out.

“Sally Jackson was a mortal woman! How could she have been any danger to you?”, Annabeth asked her voice full of angry disbelief.“Well it was more about her child than her, "Hera responded and maybe there was a hint of regret in her voice.

” Silence wife!“, Zeus told her harshly but Percy’s blood already froze."You…..you killed her because of me?”, He asked fear numbing his fury. He hoped that he had just heard wrong but he was the only child of Poseidon so they could only mean him. Zeus sighed as if this whole situation bored him.“Apollo gave me a prophecy that said that she would have a child with Poseidon that could end my sign that is all you need to know.” Zeus said defensively and a dam in Percy that held back the growing stormy sea finally broke. Zeus had killed his mother because of a prophecy? 

Of course, gods always sed prophecies to harm others,

Percy balled his hands into fists his ears ringing.“ That is your excuse? you were scared so you just killed my pregnant mother in front of me? She was going to have a baby. She was happy and you killed just because of your god complex!” Percy accused Zeus, his voice trembling with anger. The waves were rushing through his veins and he can feel it in the veins of Zeus and Hera as well  Not as much but it was there flowing through their veins like calm waves. “I told you you would not understand now leave before I make you Perseus.”, Zeus commands but that only makes Percy turn to him. 

Persues…

His mother called him that because she wanted him to have a happy life…

Percy slowly opens his hand his senses searching for a certain source of water. When they find it Percy feels a tug in his fingers. He smiles darkly at Zeus.“I think you underestimate what I’m capable of my lord. you really should have killed me instead of my loved ones.”, Percy muses and he follows the tug by moving his hand forward, pushing back the waves in Zeus body. The god looked stunned for a moment even confused but then his body god thrown back so that his head smashed against his thrown. The stone cracked and Annabeth gasped in shock together with the other gods.“ Percy!” Annabeth yelled terrified at her boyfriend’s power. Percy couldn’t hear her. He could only focus on Zeus and how he was held in place by an invisible force his force. He wondered how much he could hurt a god.

He moved his hand to the side and Zeus growled in anger as he tried to resist the painful control he was under. Percy took a deep breath he was not sure what too now should he let Zeus go? Should he show the gods mercy? Then he remembered his mother and how she had died in a fiery explosion. He looked into Zeus blue angry eyes and he calls for the water in the god’s throat, His hand makes a gesture like he was strangling someone and immediately Zeus grasps his own his gasps for breath was music in Percy’s ears. He feels Annabeth shaking him begging him to stop with sobs in her voice. Hera watches the situation as if it was a very interesting movie. She was not at Percy’s side but seeing the man who cheated on her so often be choked to please her too much to interfere.

Percy loved seeing Zeus so helpless, he loved when his other hand made the gods nose bleed with golden blood. Zeus looked in much pain and Percy loved every second of it.“ Now you know what it feels like to be a demigod. It’s painful and you wish that the suffering would end but it never does. How do you like that?”, Percy jokes and closes his hand a bit more. Zeus face turned red his eyes nearly popping out of his skull.“Percy stop….please stop.” Annabeth pleads and there is something in her voice that makes him hesitate.“ Sally would not want you to do this!”, Annabeth said her voice shaking in horror. The words echo in Percy’s mind and painful guilt helps to dim his inner flame. What would his mother say if she could see him right now? He was harming others with his powers just like Zeus had. 

His rage dies down like the sea after a long storm. He opens his hand and lets go of Zeus blood. The god nearly fell off his throne as he gasps for air. Percy still felt satisfaction at that sight. He turned to Annabeth who held onto his arm, her face pale from what she had seen.“ I’m sorry Annabeth.”, He said and he really meant it. He shouldn’t have scared her like this, he should have just told her not to come with him. Annabeth gently squeezes his hand. She understood Percy#s anger and she even shares it but she still prays that he will never lose himself to his power ever again. Zeus had regained his strength and his eyes blazed with electricity.“ YOU WILL DIE FOR THIS!”, Zeus yells but Percy only felt a surge of frustration at those threats. After all that had happened to Zeus, he was still a god that was full of himself and would not learn anything from this. Percy looked at him coldly.“ No, I will not. Haven’t you learned what happens when you make me angry?” Percy asked dangerously calm. He felt tired of all this talking and especially Zeus. He took Annabeth’s hand and left as he suspected no one tries to stop them. The sea in his body has calmed down again but Zeus who is watching him from his throne can tell that he has changed. The sea can start raging again any moment and maybe it was Percy that the prophecy referred to. Maybe he  will be the end of the gods after all.

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ten | rage

―PERCY Jackson’s anger is something terribly violent.

His father is the Earthshaker, after all. So wasn’t it supposed to be this way?

The first time he feels the roaring anger is when he is eleven. Gabe is shouting at his mother, shouting and shouting. His mother just got home from work. She is just standing there, taking it. Not a glance at Percy. Not a cry for help.

She doesn’t know he’s there. She is used to this.

Percy is not.

With a flick of his fingers the sink explodes, and Gabe is hit in the face with a spout of water that shouldn’t be there.

He turns. Percy hides.

―THE next time it happens is age twelve. He was not this angry when his mother got kidnapped; his grief overwhelmed him and buried any semblance of the fiery hot rage. Not even the war god’s terrible aura, or being deceived, or fighting a god, could make him so angry.

But betrayal hammers deep into his bones like a cracking, cutting instrument. He stands there, scorpion venom running through his veins, Luke’s traitorous smile. You work for the gods. Die.

When he wakes up, he is furious. He does not work for the gods. The gods took his mother and threatened to kill her, the one thing he had. The gods deceived him and used him. His own father used him.

And now Luke is blaming him. A little kid.

He will kill Luke.

―IT happens again at age fourteen.

Annabeth is kidnapped. He will get struck down by Artemis. He does not care. He will find her.

When he finds her it is worse.

His stomach turns. His vision is red, not at all like the crashing of the blue ocean. His ears are ringing with a thousand roaring agonies.

Luke used her. He manipulated her.

Now, he is threatening to kill her.

Never.

He wishes Luke was dead. It is the first time he has ever wished for something like that. Not even Gabe, did he plan to kill.

―NOW he is sixteen, and he is facing the gods.

Luke is dead. It was not as satisfying as he thought it would be.

The grief cracks down into him. His friends are dead. He has watched a thousand agonies sprout in front of him, and he has just stood there and taken it. And now the gods sit on their stupid thrones and glare down at him.

He has done everything for them. He will not do this.

He thinks of Calypso, tears streaking her face, heartbroken again. He thinks of Zoe, the emptiness in her eyes. He thinks of Silena, scorched and poisoned to death. He thinks of screaming Clarisse, never before so angry. He thinks of Beckendorf. He thinks of Pan, the lost god, dying.

He thinks of Luke’s rage. He thinks of Ethan’s fall. He thinks how the gods never helped them with anything.

He thinks about Annabeth.

She anchors him.

But he will not stand down.

―HE is still sixteen, and Hera has taken his memories, and he is furious.

He wishes he could tear her apart with his bare hands. He is getting angrier. His voice shakes with the loss of control.

Annabeth is not here to anchor him. Hera took her, too.

The roaring in his head is back.

Could gods be killed? He’d like to find out.

―HE is sixteen when he finally loses control.

His powers burst from him like something Poseidon, his father, would do. He will kill. He will strangle her with her own poisons.

She wants to toy with him? Fine. Let her.

Annabeth is no longer there. He has forgotten everything. He is in hell with one of the only good things he ever had.

The gods wanted to test him? Fine.

He would be tested.

He wanted to drown her. He wanted to watch her choke. He wanted to watch her throat sizzle and steam. He wanted to watch her plead for his life.

Annabeth is scared of him.

He stops.

It’s not gone.

―HE is seventeen when he puts an end to the gods and all of their schemes.

A single drop of blood rolls from his nose.

He stops it in midair.

He thinks of the scar streaking down his face from Kronos, a final blow. He thinks of all the blood he has seen spilt.

His will not be split. Isn’t he too much of a hero to die?

A single drop of blood hovers in midair.

He clasps it in his hand, staining his tanned skin crimson.

He looks up at giants and gods alike.

His friends stare. They are terrified.

He no longer cares.

“I will drown the blood from your bodies. I will push water into your lungs. I am the son of the Earthshaker. I am a murderer.

“My name is Percy Jackson. You wanted me to be a hero? I am a hero. But not the one you wanted.”

He explodes with a million aches of rage and grief and blood and sweat and tears.

He pulls the tears out of their bodies. He pulls the blood from their throats. He pulls the water into their lungs. He watches them drip gold.

Good riddance.

He looks up at the gods.

“Is this how it feels to be a god?”

They are too busy choking.

He turns away.

Apparently gods can die.

author’s note: oh my god okay so. this was inspired by my textpost from yesterday about percy being extremely powerful and his anger issues. this follows the timeline of the pjo and hoo books but it is a little bit of a dark!percy au, especially toward the end. a special shoutout to @stanning-reyna for telling me to write this because i don’t think i would’ve so soon, but oh my god i love this so much. i hope you guys like it as much as i do. enjoy :-)

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Love is Love❤️

I myself is not an LGBT but I have LGBT friends. I believe everyone can have their own love.

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Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son of the Sea God, Poseidon. Earthshaker, Stormbringer, Father of Horses.

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I have to say that Leah doesn't fit Annabeth's appearance I imagine in my heart. But surely I believe she will be great 'cause she's tough and brave. Just like Annabeth herself. I believe the cast. And I believe Leah will be the perfect Annabeth, though she doesn't have blond hair or stormy grey eyes or white skin.

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I'm glad to show you guys my journal💙 I'm so proud of my work.

honestly, i'm poor at drawing but i tried my best to draw Annabeth. It took me a while to get the skin color. I wish I got the color right.

And her hair! I love the gold paint so much! Perfect color, right?

This journal shows my confusion in the following months. These days will be tough for me. But I think I'll be tough and do my best💙

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Hey sweetie,

I'm so lucky to meet you in my life. I was puzzled and helpless at the moment, but your appearance was just like sunlight on cloudy days, rain in dry weather. My world will be terrible if you are not here. Do you know how much I need you in my life? I guess you don't. Some days you are far from me, I was like a lonely ship lost in the sea, fearful and helpless. But when you back, the ship could easily find her way home. Sweetie, you are the light hung in front of my way, guide me home, show me the way. You are my sun and stars, shine whenever it's dark or bright. My world smiles just for you. Never would I be afraid or lonely, because of my sweetheart, you. Listening to the waves, they're whispering "I love you." Remember what happened when we met? Flower smiled and the sky was blue. They showed their best appearance, just for you. Yours, IDK wat I'm doin' Yavana C.