Chapter 3- The War Begins (rough draft)

Percy POV

"Who dares to enter my domain without my permission," Zeus roared in anger before recognizing Artemis and I.

"It is us father," Artemis replied.

"I am here to warn you all," I proceeded.

"Kronos has grown more powerful than any foe we have faced before; he now exceeds even the primordial gods and goddesses. He has been blessed by both Gaea and Ourea. His threat to Olympus is real and must be treated as such."

The Olympians immediately began arguing amongst themselves.

"SILENCE!" I screamed.

"This meaningless arguing is helping no one but the enemy. We must remain unbroken to survive this war to the end. Now we need to determine the numbers of Kronos' army, any ideas?"

"I have one; we should make an elite group like the hunters of Artemis. That would ensure the hunters themselves wouldn't get rusty but also would make it so that we have multiple groups we can send when we are in dire need which allows for more missions to be completed at once." Athena stated leaving no room for argument.

When no one besides Artemis and I raised objections to it the vote passed and a new group was to be trained and ready in a month and I was to be leader of it.

"So what are you going to name your new group Percy?" Artemis asked.

"I was thinking calling it the wretched divines, what do you think?''

"I like it, but why that?" She replied

"I don't know it just sounds right."

"Well it does have a certain ring to it."

The Next Morning

I woke up the next morning with Artemis laying next to me sound asleep. I smiled softly and carefully got up to make sure I didn't wake her and walked outside to get some fresh air. I slowly made my way to the beach thinking long and hard about my past, wondering if I could actually trust these people again. All of a sudden I felt a massive wave of pain over take my body and all of my power suddenly vanished and I passed out in a blood curdling howl of pain. When I awoke I realized I was reliving my past I watched my self as Annabeth left me for me Julian, when suddenly everything changed and instead of simply watching it I was living it much to my dismay.

Flashback

It began at the very beach, at which my morning had begun,

"Annabeth what did I do wrong? Please tell me." I begged.

"Don't even bother Percy, I just think we need a break for a little bit okay I promise you that it won't be permanent. Just give me some time."

"If that's what you want then alright, I love you Annabeth." I whispered to myself as she walked away.

As time went on it became increasingly obvious that she had no intention of getting back together with me and eventually I just kept myself from thinking about her because of the pain her name and face caused me. A few months later I was offered a position as the guardian of the hunt and I accepted hoping to get away for awhile, and while I did get away I was unaware of the trouble I was getting myself into. Instead of assisting and protecting the hunters I ended up just being their slave and chore boy. They continuously pranked me to extremities unmatched by anyone else in the world. I quickly became depressed and began thinking of suicide but I managed to keep myself from it by telling myself that it would stop soon and everything would be fine however that didn't happen until I had been there a year. At that point I had managed to earn a few huntresses respect by managing to slay a few dracons and other higher end monsters. Within another month I had been accepted more or less and things began perking up until I confronted Artemis about some feelings I had been harboring for a long time and after about six months from the time I had been actually accepted in the hunt I was disbanded as the guardian and shunned, forced to return to camp halfblood I then began my daily routine again and found out quickly that I was unwelcome there as well but as my mother and paul had died a month earlier it was the only place I had left. So I stayed, for a final six months. I was always faking a smile to keep people from feeling like im weak and it slowly but surely led to me killing myself on my 21st birthday. After I died my soul never went to the underworld completely, all I remember is darkness and pain. I assumed it was the fields of punishment but I was never judged, and there fore couldn't be put there. And once I got to the pain of death was when I awoke in my true body on the beach with a multitude of campers dragging my body to the big house. I blacked out again and when I came to I was lying down in the war room. I quickly but quietly got up and left before anyone could see me and I left the boundaries of the camp.

Hey guys I know its been a long time since I posted anything so I wrote up this rough outline of the next chapter and I thought id let you guys read it and give me some feed back while I finish it up. The real reason that I worked on it a little bti was so that you guys know that im not abandoning anything I just haven't had time with my senior year of highschool starting and playoffs for my football team the next two weeks I haven't been able to make time for the stories with practice and school work getting in the way but let me know what yall think about the chapter and ill try to finish and release the final version in the next month.