Disclaimer

I know this isn't an original story, the start and the description may look like others. But this is another story. This isn't a story about Percy who got betrayed, this is a story about Percabeth, but not one of them you are used to.

I hate him.
Yes. I hate my own brother.
He stole everything.

My friends
My family.
My life.
And worst. He took the one I would jump down to hell for. Annabeth Chase. My girlfriend.

I have nothing left, because of him. Now I and travelling around the earth trying to find a fresh start, where I could begin my life again.

I have been ten years since I lost my life to my brother.

And now, a new threat is rising. And the gods need help from Percy Jackson. But who is gonna help him?