Percy Jackson: Battle of the Creators

Prologue

Unknown POV

I ran as fast as i could. Glancing back, I saw that those monsters are still chasing me. I turned to look just in time to stop me from going over a cliff. I gulped. I guess i have to fight then.... I thought. I pulled out Riptide, also known as Anaklusmos, my pen/sword. The monsters snarled, seeming to feel that victory is near, and got ready to attack. I readied my sword and raised it just in time, to block the lunge, I flipped over the sword, and engaged in battle. Seconds later, I stopped, golden dust surrounding me. I capped Riptide and promptly collapsed. Who am I?

I was once a great hero, loved and respected by everyone.

I saved Olympus twice.

I defeated the war god, Ares, when i was 12.

I fought Kronos and won, by the sacifice of a hero.

Now, I'm just a shell of my past self.

I am broken.

I have no one to help me when i need it.

My friends left me.

My girlfriend betrayed me. She joined the enemy side because her true love is with them.

My father disowned me, he said that I was too strong. I was suspicious though, his eyes was glazed over.To be truthful, most of the campers' eyes were glazed too.

I am Percy Jackson, and I am an outcast.