Percy POV
I was only three when my mother died it was my "stepfather" smelly Gabe, he killed her right in front of me, she was trying to protect me, he was going to hit me with his broken beer bottle she saved my life.
I couldn't stand looking at her on the ground bleeding out so I ran before Gabe could get his awful hands on me I ran out of the apartment building were I had all those bad memories of abuse (no not rape ya nasty) hate and the sometimes love but only from my mom Sally who would make me blue cookies while smelly Gabe was away gambling in one of his buddies places but those were rare times. I ran past the park were I would go to let off steam, normally I would stop there but I kept running right past the old spooky building where all the big kids went to get their scare and ran as far as my feet would take me til I landed right besides a trash bin in a dark ally way by this time it was sundown and I had no idea where I was or how to get back but it wouldn't matter anyways I was never ever going to go back that was 7 years ago I'm still living on the streets just I move around, cause every so often someone weird will stalk me and not like New York weird like bad weird this has happened all my life but it has gotten more constant as I get older, now I'm staying in the supposedly haunted buildings I don't believe in ghosts but something really weird is happening but it's not like I can go anywhere else.
First chapter is up yay I'm so excited to continue this book and hopefully it won't suck like I said this will probably be inconsistent updates but I will try my best byyyeeee til next chapter
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(PJ Supernatural crossover) the third Winchester
Fanfictionat a young age Percy Jackson was a orphan living on the streets of a sketchy part of NYC then he encounters none other then John Winchester who finds him useful and feels something special about him, he becomes a Winchester and struggles to find h...
