Huntersofapollo Stories

When Theo wakes up, he has no clue who he is or where he came from. Or why he was surrounded by boys. In his strife to find his memory, Richard the Oracle states a new prophecy. Could the prophecy be the keys to his memories? ~Read~ ~Vote~ ~Comment~ ~Eat cake~

"I'm never EVER gonna let you go, Hades! Not for the world! You're my best friend! You're the best brother I could ask for! Yes, you are wierd, but in a good way! I don't care what other people say or think! I love you so much and I'm not going to lose you!" I choked and gasped as I cried. I probably looked like a dissected walrus, but this was my brother! My best friend! Little Rocky. . . "Just let me go!" He shouted, those puppy brown eyes pleading me to let go. I scanned his features. Dirty blonde hair. Those brown eyes that will always warm my heart. Every freckle on his nose. A black Linkin Park T-shirt and gray jeans with knee-lengh boots. He reminded me of . . . myself. "NO!" I shouted. "Here comes goodbye." He cried and pulled out a dagger. I yelled in pain as he cut my arm as golden blood started leaking. I grabbed my injured arm with my other one in pain. Then I noticed what I did. I let go. Five years later. . .

It is said that people with the purest souls get rewards... some get curses... some get both! Welcome, to your stop, Perseus Jackson, embodiment of...

On standby (may receive updates not top priority) Random edits and updates There is an interesting specimen called an Annabitch and this is what happens to a certain son of posidon who joins an interesting group of misfits outcasts and brokenhearted souls just like him NOT A CHAOS STORY NO PERCABETH