Percy Jackson: Awoken

Prologue

Tartarus. It is what the Christians call Hell. It is the single worst place any person or thing can be. It is torture. You cannot escape. There is no end. The landscape is always changing. You will always be lost in its depths. The creatures that roam here are deadly. The people and deities here are even more so. They are ruthless...so are the gods. They put me down here. I don't know why. I had fought for them. I had cared for them. I cared for their children...but they turned their back on me. I received lots of hate from them. The physical scars left from them are permanent. They have left me beaten, bloody, and blind. It is a struggle surviving in Tartarus once. Even more so when you are blind. The physical scars hurt...but not as much as the emotional toll they left on me. My best friends turned their backs on me...My girlfriend cheated on me. The only person I had left were my two brothers, Tyson the Cyclopes, and Theo, my half brother. The gods tossed me out, my father included. He disowned me. They took away my powers...or so it seemed. My name is Perseus "Percy" Jackson...at least it used to be...and this is my story...

Flashback

Percy POV

Today is the day that will mark the end of the Second Giant War. I stood overlooking Gaea's army. My girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, Daughter of Athena, stood by my side. The rest of the Seven, Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank, and Hazel, stood watching as well. We had both the Greeks and Romans together as one, thanks to Nico, Reyna, and Coach Hedge. They had all shadow-travelled the Athena Parthenos back to Camp Half Blood. Just in time too. Both camps were about to start another civil war, thanks to Octavian. The combined armies at the bottom of the hill had met up with the Giant Army. The gods haven't shown up yet.

"Are you ready Seaweed Brain?", Annabeth asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be Wise Girl", I said.

All of us walked down to meet the army. "Are you ready to die in the name of the Earth Mother?!", Porphyrion bellowed.

"Like hell we are!", Leo screamed back.

"Prepare to die!" Porphyrion roared.

The two armies rushed at each other. All of a sudden, a bright light appeared in the middle of us. When the light dissipated, the gods were left in its place.

"Are we late to the party?", my dad, Poseidon, said.

"Nope, just in time." I replied.

"Finally brothers, we get to repair our mistakes, and strike down the gods!" Porphyrion declared.

"It is you who shall fall Giant", Zeus said.

"Bow before the might of the gods!", yelled Ares.

Both armies clashed. For a while, everything was going well, until a group of hellhounds surrounded some campers. I tried to save them, but it was too late. I got angry. I rushed towards them, and slaughtered them all. One had gotten a deep cut on my arm. When it was dead, I saw that Leo had been bitten by a drakon. Only two drops of blood had touched the soil. Unfortunately, it was enough... The ground rumbled, and out of it a silhouette of a woman appeared. Gaea had risen...