Percy huffed staring out over the land passing under the Argo II without actually seeing it. He was thinking, if anyone asked what he was thinking about whether he could control the clouds, but that wasn't what he was thinking about. No he was thinking about his next move.

This prophecy was almost done, after that he might be able to go back to his life. It would be about time if he did, he had been tip toeing around every summer since he was twelve. Sometimes not just in the summer, also when the other demigods had insisted on visiting. He had made excuses, being at a boarding school being the most reliable and believable one. His mother believed it too.

Well that wasn't quite true. She pretended to believe it. He knew that she knew the truth, but ever since she had killed Gabe with his help they had an… understanding. She knew and understood Percy's ferocity and knew that it could be more than useful at times when directed against the right foe. So she turned a blind eye when, every now and then, it was directed at the wrong foe.

They could hardly be considered foes really. The poor humans that Percy puppeteered when he was bored. He had downplayed that side of his power for the demigods, pretending that he could only control pure water, not that which made up the liquid blood in a human body. He had done a good job too until recently.

He had slipped up in Tartarus when he had nearly used the goddess of misery's tears to drown her. It had felt great after so long being good. Killing monsters was all well and good, and fun sometimes when he wanted an actual fight, but they just weren't quite right. They didn't scream right, bend right, beg right, and most importantly they didn't cry or bleed right. At least the goddess of misery had cried but then Annabeth had stopped him.

Annabeth. Percy huffed and ran his hands back through his hair. He really liked Annabeth. Unlike most other things in this side of his life, that wasn't a lie. He had been hoping that maybe they could stay together after his true nature was inevitably revealed. Her reaction to his actions in Tartarus had dashed that hope. To stay with her he would have to lie and hide or stop. He couldn't stop and he was getting sick of hiding.

He had met others like him. Others who wanted him and for most of the year he was more a part of them than the demigods. It was almost like he really was at a boarding school and they were his teachers but their lessons were far more fun.

Jason the Toymaker was his favourite. With the way he made his toys there was usually still enough blood in them for Percy to control. He had put on puppet shows with them for Jason and anyone else who wanted to watch. They delighted Jason and he had declared Percy his new best friend. Percy knew what Jason often did to his best friends but Percy didn't mind. Jason had blood in his veins too, even if it was black, so he couldn't hurt Percy.

Laughing Jack was a great playmate too. Though usually Percy just watched him because L.J. didn't like anyone else interfering with his play. Now and then Percy would use his powers to help keep the human L.J. was playing with alive longer. He had long since memorized the patterns that blood made with its flow inside the body. Now he could keep the blood moving in it's proper way, leaping from one side of a torn vein into the other to make it's way to the heart, and keep the heart pumping even as it was exposed to the air.

Percy had had an open invitation to join L.J. whenever he wanted once L.J. realized that Percy could do that. He was always complaining that his playmates went to sleep too soon. He sometimes used shots of adrenalin to keep them awake but that didn't work nearly as well as Percy's power.

Percy smiled absently remembering those good times and then growled softly. He wanted to get back to that. No more of this pretending to be stupid and heroic! Not that he wasn't heroic, oh he was the best fucking hero who ever lived! Look how many times he had saved this god-forsaken planet. If it weren't for him everyone on the planet would be dead, so so what if every now and then he took one of those lives he had saved. That was fair payment as far as he was concerned.

Casually he pulled a wisp of cloud over to himself watching the way light sparkled through it as the cool mist played over his hands. For a minute he toyed with the idea of using the rainbows that shone through it to call some of his favorite fellow creeps. Then he sighed, condensing the mist into a few raindrops, and letting it fall away from him. The gods had so far shown no sign of knowing what Percy did when he was not being sent off on their pathetic quests. Percy certainly wasn't about to tip them off by sending a message through a goddess.

"Percy?" Someone called and Percy looked over his shoulder. Annabeth was approaching him hesitantly. "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine." Percy said, automatically reaching out to her. She ducked under his arm letting it rest over her shoulders and leaning her head against his shoulder. "What about you?" She gave a small noncommittal shrug that made something inside Percy twist unhappily. "What's the matter?"

"I think once this quest is over we should both get some help. I dream about Tartarus every time I go to sleep and you've been looking tired all the time so you can't be much better. You said there was a whole community in New Rome, there must be a couple therapists."

"You're right there must be." Percy said squeezing her shoulders gently. He didn't want to go to a therapist, he wouldn't go when the time came. He knew but he agreed with almost everything Annabeth said. It was easier that way. He had not been sleeping well, but it wasn't because of Tartarus, it was because he was so restless. He wanted to fight and kill but he couldn't.

Most years he had been able to go home for a weekend with the excuse of visiting his mom. Then he could vent some of his urges before going back to camp and pretending to be a good little demigod.

"I'm worried about this fight." He admitted drumming his fingers against the railing. "Only the seven of us against a entire army of monsters. I know that we're all strong but…"

"I know." Annabeth sighed closing her eyes tightly. "I'm scared too but we'll make it through this. Together we can make it through anything right? We made it through the titan wars and Tartarus, we can make it through this."

"Ya. Together." Percy agreed but he didn't believe it. He did believe that they could make it through this war, though he wish he still had Achilles blessing. Still he wasn't sure they could make it through this. He ran his hand gently over Annabeth's smooth hair, still dry from the acidic air in Tartarus. "We'll be fine. I love you."

"I love you too, seaweed brain." She grinned and stood on tiptoes to kiss him. He leaned down capturing her lips and holding her close so she couldn't pull away too quickly. She laughed against his lips and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. Smiling as she kissed him back passionately they didn't break apart until they couldn't breath. Once they stopped kissing they leaned their foreheads against each others and closed their eyes, taking strength from the closeness.

Percy wished he had never gotten this close to Annabeth. He had been living this double life since he was twelve, how could he not get invested?

"I love you." He murmured one more time and she laughed.

"Come on Percy we have to go rally the team, we're almost there."

\(^_^)/ - (Little time skip buddy)

It had been two weeks since Gaia had been defeated. Percy had managed to get away for two days to see his mother and reassure her that he was alright. He had spent the night hunting with Laughing Jack, who had done a much better job sharing than normal.

After that he had had to go back to camp though. The summer still wasn't quite over and Chiron wanted to have a meeting for the camp councilors. That's where he was now, sitting around the pool table, watching the Stoles bother Clarisse. Finally Chiron came in with Annabeth, she broke away from him and came over to sit next to Percy.

"I've brought you all here to discuss something very important." Chiron said briskly. "For a very long time we assumed that Greeks were the only true legends because they were only ones we had proof of, but now that we know that the Roman legends are true as well. I believe we need to begin placing more stock in such other stories.

"Specifically there has been a... group of stories that I have dismissed as urban legends that now I have done more research into and believe they may actually exist. If this is the case they will cause problems and might have been for a long time." Percy felt a small twist of worry and leaned forward propping his elbows on the table.

"What 'group' are you talking about?" He asked scowling slightly. He didn't like the way Chiron was dancing around it.

"Well the name sounds a little silly." Chiron sighed. "But I'm sure some of you have heard of "creepypastas"?"

"Ya those are horror stories!" Travis supplied.

"We like them!" Connor put in.

"I've read them too." Nico commented looking guarded. "But they're just stories."

"Yes I thought so too, but with a little bit of research I've found plenty of murders that match the descriptions in those stories. Besides we should know better than anyone that all legends have a grounds in fact." Chiron pointed out stomping one of his back hooves nervously.

"Okay so even if they're real. Why would they cause problems? They haven't attacked any demigods have they? We have our own monsters to worry about." Percy pointed out and noticed Nico and Clarisse nodding. Though Annabeth was glaring at him.

"It's part of our responsibility as demigods to defend humans against things they are too weak to fight." Annabeth snapped.

"Annabeth is right." Chiron agreed. "I believe that we should try to find these… creatures if they do exist. After all as Percy pointed out, we all have plenty of experience fighting monsters and it is possible that in doing so we will save many human lives." A lot of people around the table were nodding. Including Clarisse now, though Percy suspected that was just at the prospect of a fight.

"Let me get this straight." Nico said leaning forward and staring at Chiron with dead eyes. "You want to declare war on this group so soon after the war with the giants. A group that posses so little threat to the demigods that you didn't even consider them real until recently." Chiron fidgeted slightly.

"That's not what-"

"Oh isn't it?" Percy cut him off glaring at him coldly. "If their stories are right hurting humans is what defines them, you won't be able to talk them out of it. Were you planning a war or maybe just a massacre?"

"We have repairs to do still." Nico pointed out. "Do we have the resources to hunt for something we don't even know is real?"

"Actually we do know they're real." Annabeth broke in. She pulled her laptop out of her backpack and opened it. Putting it at the head of the table. Everyone crowded around to see the screen. She played a video that was already loaded. Percy watched in horror as one of L.J.'s games played out on the screen.

"This video was taken over the summer by a house security camera. This creature, Laughing Jack, the stories call them, is invisible to adults but apparently not cameras." Annabeth explained as Piper and a few others looked away from the screen, too horrified by the gruesome death. "The mist seems to cover it from humans but it's there."

Percy cursed internally. Of course L.J. wouldn't know about cameras! He was from the victorian era or something like that. Long before cameras and he had no interest in figuring them out.

"We can't let that keep happening." Piper agreed.

"I did some scouting a little while ago and I think I have a pretty good idea where their base is." Annabeth reported logically. "With some planning we could muster a surprise attack." Percy stared at her in horror, too shocked to speak as the planning started. Clarisse, Annabeth, and Chiron arguing about battle tactics.

"I'll be right back." Percy said standing up suddenly.

"Okay." Annabeth said waving him away and Percy marched out of the room. Quickly he ran down to the lake. Finding a quiet place he drew some water out of the lake and used it to make a rainbow. Pulling a coin out of his pocket he threw it through the rainbow.

"Slenderman." Percy said along with the short spell. After a minute the mist cleared and he was looking at a patch of forest and then Slenderman crouched down in front of the Iris message so he could see Percy. "The demigods know about the creeps now. When I left they were planning a surprise attack. I'm going to try to talk them out of it but be ready just in case I can't. That way it at least won't be much of a surprise." Slenderman nodded. Percy knew that Slenderman's telepathic ability didn't reach this far and couldn't be sent through the Iris massage, so that was the most answer slender could give. It showed he had understood though and when he waved hand through the message dispelling it Percy knew that Slenderman was going to warn the others. More slowly Percy walked back to the big house.

"We have the element of surprise we should use it Clarisse!" Annabeth was shouting when he walked in. "It will be easier than a frontal assault."

"No you don't." Percy said leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed. Everyone looked at him confused but Percy focused on Chiron glaring at him. "They know now. I just messaged Slenderman, he'll spread the word faster than you can conceive."

"Percy what…?" Annabeth started but couldn't seem to think of what her question actually was. Percy looked at her and his eyes softened.

"Sorry wise girl." Percy said smiling ruefully. "I really do love you and I love this camp but L.J.'s been my best friend since I was ten." He looked around at the dumb struck faces. "This is for all of your own good, really! Just give up the idea. They've never bothered you and this isn't a fight you could win! There are some of us as powerful as the gods and more than half of us are immortals. Demigods die so easily. Please, you wouldn't stand a chance and I don't want to see anymore of you hurt just…" Percy spread his hands helplessly.

"You're… one of them?" Annabeth asked softly.

"They found me first." He said watching her. "I was ready to go crazy when I was ten with all the things I was seeing and all this power. Laughing Jack and Jason the Toymaker, I couldn't have made it without them. I didn't mean to lie to you but I… had a feeling you'd react like this if you knew they were real. It was just easier to say I was at boarding schools through the year."

"Traitor!" Clarisse shouted grabbing her sword and lunging across the table. Percy's eyes hardened and he held up his hand, pushing the liquid in her body back. She froze in mid air and stayed there.

"Careful Clarisse. The demigod body, just like the human body, is seventy percent water. That is more than enough for me to play with." He sent her flying back against the wall. Everyone flinched at the crash besides him. "I am not a traitor. I care about this camp, if you let me I will keep protecting it, you're all my friends and this is my home. But it is my second home, with them is my first. If you make me choose I will choose them."

"Why?" Jason asked.

"It would take too long to list all the reasons." Percy sighed a little annoyed. "But the main one is that they have never asked me to choose. I have come here every summer since I was twelve and yet every fall they welcome me back. They're my family. Now just tell me if you're going to make me choose so I can leave before I have to fight anyone."

"Don't choose. Just leave." Piper spoke for the first time and her voice washed over him like a powerful sedative. "Give us time too then by getting lost. Get lost."

Percy didn't quite know what happened after that. He just knew he started walking and when he was aware of what was going on again it was dark. It was dark and he was, indeed, lost. In some part of some city he didn't know. His legs were sore from walking and he had blisters on his feet. Tiredly he made his way over the bottom of a fire escape stairs and sat down tiredly.

He hid his face in his hands but he didn't cry. He couldn't remember the last time he had cried. Maybe it was something to do with him being a sociopath or psychopath (he had never figured out which) but he seemed basically incapable of crying. He sat perfectly still as his mind circled. Focusing on the fact that he had just lost one of his homes and some of his friends. It wasn't as if he had nothing left, but still… but still.

"Haemo Kyrios?" A voice asked, Percy looked up at the sound of his story name. It meant Blood Master, it sounded a bit silly in English but in ancient Greek Percy liked the way it sounded. Quickly he spotted two glowing golden eyes looking down at him from above.

"Oh hey Puppeteer." Percy said his shoulders relaxing a little as Puppeteer came down to sit next to Percy.

"Slenderman told us the other demigods know now. I assume by the fact that you are out here and not back there that they also found out about you?" Percy nodded. "And they did not take it well?" Percy shook his head. Sighing Puppeteer looked up at the sky, his breath came out as a puff of gold mist.

"They want the creeps dead. I guess that since I'm a creep, by extension they want me dead." Percy stated emotionlessly. "I hope they don't go forward with this war. I really do like Annabeth. I don't want her to get hurt."

"But you will fight against them if it comes to it?" Puppeteer asked. "Remember that none of us will make you. We have never been united on any front. There are always a few who choose not to fight."

"I will fight." Percy stated. "They may be my friends, but you are my family. Family comes first."

Puppeteer nodded and put one arm around Percy's shoulders. The night was cold and he leaned into Puppeteers overly warm body gratefully.

"I'm sorry Percy." Puppeteer murmured, using Percy's given name, which was unusual. "I know those people meant a lot to you. But in the end they were just a little too human. It was inevitable wasn't it?"

"I guess it was." Percy agreed feeling a small burn behind his eyes that wasn't yet threatening to spill over into true tears. "I'm afraid you'll have to help me get home. Piper told me to get lost and now I have no idea where I am."

"Oh your little charm speaker!" Puppeteer laughed softly. "She'd make a good member if she chose. Don't worry I'll get you home safe."

A/N This premiss, Percy being a creepypasta is a challenge that was posted in this category by Sea of Chaos. Feel free to go find the challenge and participate yourself because I just realized recently that I am responsible for like 40% of the works in this category and I'd rather not be. :P

This is rated mature because later there will be graphic descriptions of violence and possible sexual content because if I'm writing a serial killer I'm going to go all the way.