All he ever knew was pain, and death.
Percy Jackson, although a savior to most, survived along side his mother and step father, Sally and Paul Bolfis. He was loved and cherished by most, and only when a horrific murder takes place does everything begin to fall apart. Loved ones shall be killed, others tortured for the fun of it. One shall rise in the thought of revenge, and billions will be left in the hands of he who wishes to exterminate all life contained in the universe of Chaos. And to think,
It all started with Percy.
Ok, for those who knew my other fanfic, "Percy Jackson, son of Chaos" I must warn you, I don't intend to continue, nor make one the same as the one I had written before. For those who have no idea what the hell I'm talking about, or why my earlier fanfic has been deleted, just ignore this. Thanks! :D