I do not own Percy Jackson. Once I lived. In harmony. Happiness. But they didn't want that. A few didn't, but it was an anonymous. They chased me. They planned. It almost worked. He helped me. He made me powerful. God-like, almost. Everything I'd ever dreamed of. I ran. And ran. And ran. That's how I found him. Through him I finally found who I needed. It took a while but she came around. But I had to go back. Face my past even after I realized that I would be happy with another. I love her. Now she loves me back. But I was always confused. Why would she love someone like Me. Somehow I got a gorgeous goddess to fall in love with me. A beautiful one that loved me for me. And I love her. This is our story. Of life and death. Of tears and smiles And a hell of a lot of stupid jokes.