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After the death of Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson The Son of Poseidon,Head Counselor of Cabin Three,Hero of Olympus,Savior of Olympus,Son of Neptune,Praetor of the Twelfth Legion,Holder of The Sky(even though it was mostly Annabeth),Child of The Prophecy,One of the Seven.
Is now alone, Percy isolated himself from everyone and grew depressed day by day. Everyone was worried for him. Chiron was worried for the boy but he was also more worried what the boy’s drastic change of emotions would bring, Percy’s powers could go off any moment if he stayed like this any longer.
Percy knew he was a hazard to everyone especially to the ones whom he loved and cherished so he decided to leave. He packed his bags and wrote letters to everyone so that they don’t kill him for leaving and them and so that they don’t look for him either (they would).
Gotham was dangerous city housing criminals and illegal activities and was overall full of crime and not to forget a man dressed as bat with his baby birds that would fight crime each night. But it is the only place where Percy could protect his loved ones from him plus no monsters.
But Percy Jackson is one thing far from normal hes a magnet for the unusual and scientifically impossible to become true as he gets himself into numerous life and death situations but hey at least he meets a certain black haired spoiled pretty boy asshole.