Percy wasn't Sally's only son. Jason finds out that his real mom lives in New York and goes to find her. Can they come together as a family or will they tear each other apart. Is family worth the effort?

Percy Jackson faced his worst summer yet when traversing the Labyrinth, and he's ready for a school year of relaxation. With one of his friends roaming the hallways with him, he should've known he wouldn't be so lucky. This friend is Harry Potter. During their fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Ministry sends in a tyrant to make sure the school is run as it should be. Percy isn't a fan of Dolores Umbridge's new way of running things. Follow Percy as he deals with magic, monsters, and a tyrannous pink toad in his fifth year at Hogwarts.

Percy's broken. So is Harry. But at the insistence of McGonagall, Harry goes back to Hogwarts to redo his seventh year. Percy's in a most similar state with Chiron. He most certainly does not want to go on another quest, not after what happened last time. But he has no choice but to accept. Fate intertwines those of these two boys and they will have no choice but to live for the future, not dwell in the past.

Percy Jackson is kidnapped!! Let's see how this plays out, hm?

Percy fits the bill for Gotham's very favorite family for the heroic with miserably mysterious pasts. Getting placed in the custody of the Crown Prince of Gotham closes a door and opens another. Add half a dozen "roommates" to the mix and chaos ensues. Hyperactive teens, emotionally stunted father figures, and a high-tide for crime feels a little more familiar than Percy thought it would have. ••• This fic is ongoing with irregular updates: read at your own risk.

"Percy!" A panicked voice calls, sounding like it's not the first time they said his name. "Are you okay?" Percy stills, not sure what to say. His mouth opens and then closes again and his gaze flies to a scar running down his arm. "Time heals all wounds." He shrugs, a casual gesture, though the creases around his eyes and the tightness to his lips is anything but casual. Natasha - for that's who's been calling his name - studies him for a moment, noting the way he avoided the question. "No, Percy. Time fiddles with your memories and dulls the pain of the wound, but it remains there all the same." Percy's hand drops down to his side, his expression carefully blank. "And what of emotional pain? Does it remain?" "It festers." Natasha lets out a slow breath, trying to keep her face in a neutral position, though her eyes betray her concern and the fact that she speaks from experience. "And the more you try to contain it, to hide it, the more it grows. Then one day it just... implodes. Like a storm. And... all the water just... drags you under. Until someone pulls you out." Percy laughs drily. "See that's the problem, Natasha. Everyone that's tried to pull me out is dead. And gods know I'm not strong enough to pull myself out." Or Percy Jackson meets the avengers. Can they help him? Or will he drown?

After the wars, after all the people she lost, Percy was tired. She was done with the mythical world, all she wanted was peace. So she returned home to her mother's apartment. But she couldn't stand the looks she was given by her mother, the pitying looks. So she moved away from everything she knew and everything that knew her, becoming someone else. She pointed to a map and chose a city at random, Gotham. She had no real idea what she was going to do, but she would figure it out. When she got a security job at Wayne Enterprises, she was happy, it was something that she could do, she knew violence, she knew how to deal with it. What she didn't expect was getting closer to her employer, what she didn't expect was to find somewhere where she could actually heal.

Just typical stupid things I see in PJO fanfics. [Warning: Contains satire. If you can't handle that, then don't read. Literally not PC at all so just... be warned] ||Cover made by @lostamongstars|| Most Accomplished: #46 in Humor © Copyright ~ 2014-2022 ~ Chilea Kashé.

I am sorry for making another one of these (not) so bare with me. I just love these types of stories. It's the Percy is the last of the seven, everyone else is basically dead and Percy joins the Avengers. Maybe there will be some twists but im not sure.

What if Petunia hadn't neglected her nephew? What if she had taken Harry and Dudley and run from Vernon? How much different would the story be? *Cross-posted on FF.net* *Main idea from tumblr (link below)* *All characters (unfortunately) belong to J.K. R*wling, but I do not support her in any way* https://ink-splotch.tumblr.com/post/106737310659/what-if-when-petunia-dursley-found-a-little-boy