I'm Just a Legend
"Did you really believe that I loved you?"
"We used you. Get that through your thick skull!"
"You're a monster."
"You were never one of us."
"I'm disappointed in you, Perseus."
"You're not important. You will never be remembered."
"Why would we pass your story on?"
This is what I've become. A mere legend.
They never meant to, but why did they do it in the first place?
Was I never their hero?
Was I just a toy that could be used a couple of times, then thrown away?
Why? That's what I want to know.
I was broken, then I was fixed.
But I know that I'll never be the same again.
I'm Percy Jackson, the legend.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own PJO, HoO, or anything else in any way shape or form. The only things I own are the OCs.
All credit goes to our dear Uncle Rick. Speaking of which, I have a message for him: Why'd you kill me??
Profile Edit is mine, but actual drawing is not. It's a mix of Jason, Nico, Percy, and Leo. Drawing made by Viria.
This is my first story on Wattpad, so it's probably not my best, but go ahead! Read it if you want. I'm not gonna be like the cliché, "This is my first story so DON'T READ IT!"