Wish we could turn back time

Part 2

Percy POV

Still in a flashback

During the next few days, my friends started leaving me. Only a select few stayed with me.
"Your useless" "You let them all die" "We used you, don't you understand?" "Did you actually think we were actually friends with you? Your dumber than I thought" Their words rang over and over again in my head. They were slowly driving me insane. Annabeth left me for another, saying that I wasn't enough for her. I didn't leave immediately because I thought this would all blow over. That this was all a huge misunderstanding or mistake or something. How blind I was.

I needed to get away from the insults so I decided to visit my mother. I went to our apartment in downtown Manhattan and knocked on the door. No answer. After a few minutes, I knocked again. No answer. I was starting to panic.
"Mom? Paul? Anybody there?" I asked. Nobody answered me so I kicked down the door. The lights were turned off. The familiar smell of something cooking in the kitchen wasn't there. It was eerily quiet. I half expected some random dude to jump out of a corner and shout 'Boo' really loud. I walked around and left my footprints on the dusty floor. I walked around with Riptide uncapped because this place was giving me the creeps. I finally entered my parents room to a horrible sight. My mom and stepdad were both lying in bed with their throats slit and their blood painting the walls of the bedroom red. Riptide dropped to my side and I fell to my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. The fates really were cruel. After all I had done, did I really deserve this? Wasn't my life hard enough?

Suddenly a bright light filled the room and a familiar sea scent wafted in. I looked up to see my father looking down at me but his face showed no sympathy, it showed anger.
"Why did you do it?" He demanded. I was confused.
"Do what?" I ask. Poseidon slammed the butt of his trident into the ground causing the ground to shake.
"Don't play dumb with me boy! Why did you kill your parents?" He shouted.
"Did you think I did this? Why would I ever harm my parents?" I demand because now I was starting to get mad.
"Because you never loved them. You never truly loved any of them. When I first heard the rumours about you, I told the council it was lies, that my son would never do such things. Now I'm starting to believe them. I didn't think that you, of all people, would do such things" he said with hate in his mouth. I couldn't reply. Not even my own father believed my innocence. My dad shook his head.
"You are a disgrace as a son. I cannot have my children act this way. I, Poseidon, god of the seas, disown Perseus Achilles Jackson" he spat. I felt my connection to the ocean leave my body and I felt weak.
"Now, begone from my sights or face my wrath" Poseidon threatened. I picked up Riptide and walked out of the house, refusing to let my tears fall from my face. I knew that I couldn't survive on my own without powers or any proper supplies so I headed to Camp Jupiter.

Walking for a few days, I finally reached the Roman camp. They accepted their old praetor with open arms and I felt like I had a family again. Over the next few months, I spent my time with my Roman friends, training in their fighting style and learning their cultures. Eventhough I didn't have a godly parent, I was still better than a lot of people in sword fighting, tho I noticed that I got tired more easily and I was physically weaker. My water powers were completely gone and I couldn't talk to horses anymore, I was sort of glad for that last one, I didn't want to hear Arion curse about his hay being too dry another time. It was great having actual friends again and not be jeered at every time I stepped into the room. My food stopped being blue because when I looked at blue food, I remembered my dead parents. The Romans knew about what the Greeks had done and knew I was innocent so when the gods went looking for me, who knows why, they lied for me. One day, I was practicing in the woods. I did this to relieve my anger of the betrayal and didn't want to severely hurt anybody. I hacked and slashed at dead and rotting trees as I'm pretty sure the dryads wouldn't appreciate me using their trees as a dummy. I used my thoughts to fuel my strength.
'the gods' slash 'the campers' jab 'annabeth' and with a final swing, the tree was cut in half. I sat on a rock and panted. It felt good to take out my anger but at that moment, a storm was starting to grow bigger. Then a giant bolt of lightning hit somewhere nearby and thunder boomed in the sky like a nuclear bomb just blew up. I stomach dropped and I started running to camp. My heart sank when I saw what happened. Camp Jupiter had been reduced to a giant smoking crater. No one survived. Zeus killed his own son along with hundreds of innocent people and I had a feeling that this was my fault. I screamed that the unfairness of this world, the cruelty of the fates. At that moment, I wanted it all to end. For my suffering, my sorrow, I just wanted to die. I didn't want others to suffer because of me so I stood up, wiped the tears from my eyes, and started my journey to Olympus. As soon as I reached the lobby, demigods arrested me and put me in chains. Then they dragged me to Olympus for my fate to be decided by the gods.

Flashback over

Your all caught up on how messed up my life is? Great! Just as my flashback finished, the gods flashed into the throne room and looked down at me.