Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus.

Story Title: Percy Jackson: Too Powerful

AN: This an alternate universe story and set after HOO.

Chapter 1:

Deep in the north, in one of the expansive forests of Canada sat a small, one room, log cabin. The cabin appeared only a few years old, smoke billowed up from the chimney; signaling that someone lived there.

Rustling in the forest echoed throughout the small valley in which the cabin stood. The noise ceased as a large elk appeared before running off at the approaching sounds of footfalls behind it. The noise stopped as two teenage girls dressed in silver hunting outfits stood in the clearing; they had stopped their hunt when they stumbled upon the log cabin.

"What do we do now?" the younger of the two asked the other.

The other girl, her spiky black hair fluttering in the morning breeze glared at the cabin before she turned to the other girl. "We go around it, no need to start something."

The other girl nodded as she started to make her way around the right side of the cabin to continue her pursuit of the elk.

The other girl walked toward the left side, both girls stopped as the door to the cabin opened. A tall man exited the cabin; he had long black hair and a beard to match. They couldn't make out his eyes, but they knew that he saw them. Both girls aimed their bows and arrows at the man, earning an audible exhale of air from the man. "You come to my home and aim weapons at me, not very friendly."

The older girl frowned. "We don't take kindly to men."

The man chuckled. "I can see that, as he stared at the two sets of bows and arrows aimed at his heart."

The older girl frowned. That voice sounded familiar. Before she could ask a question a young girl, about twelve years of age, exited the forest; her auburn hair was pulled into a ponytail and her silver bow was pulled back, a matching arrow ready to be let loose. "Why?" the girl began before she laid eyes on the man before them. "Who are you?"

The man frowned; the shadows on his face clearing as the sun moved in the sky. His sea green eyes narrowed at the sight of the auburn haired girl. "I could ask the same thing. A little far north for you don't you think, Artemis?"

The young girl gasped at the voice and those sea-green eyes; the same eyes that she could never forget. Those eyes that she hadn't seen since that fateful day on Mount Olympus.

"Perseus," she said, just above a whisper. The spiky haired girl nearly dropped her bow. "Percy?" she questioned.

The man, Percy as he was known turned to stare at his cousin. He sighed tiredly. "Hiya Thals."

The girl's electric blue eyes flashed with anger as she raised her bow and fired. The arrow straight and true to its target. Unfortunately or fortunately, the man was not defenseless; he raised his hand and the arrow stopped in mid-air. Thalia's eyes grew big in surprise. The other girl fired her arrow, but it too stopped in mid-air, by an unseen force.

Artemis raised her bow but stopped. "I see that your powers have grown." Percy's glare heightened; the arrows broke apart and fell to the ground. "Why are you here? You've gods have done enough to me, taken enough from me."

Artemis' glare softened. Thalia on the other hand just looked between Percy and Artemis. "What is he talking about Milady?" Artemis knew that there wasn't an easy way out of this. All of the gods and Perseus had been sworn to secrecy about the decision. A decision that she was not proud to say that she supported. "Thalia and Alexandra, you both must swear by the Styx that you will not repeat what I'm about to tell you."

Alexandra completed her oath, but Thalia faltered. Artemis sent her Lieutenant a pointed look. Thalia sighed and stated the oath.

Artemis sighed before she began the tale.

Flashback begins

After the battle against Gaea, the gods of Olympus had returned to Mount Olympus. The gods had given out their thanks and awards to the demigods of the Seven, but they had asked Perseus to remain. They had to speak with the boy about his time in Tartarus. The others of the Seven left the throne room; the gods transporting them back to Camp Half-Blood, an action that gave a terrifying foreboding to the Seven, especially Annabeth Chase. What did the gods want with her boyfriend?

Once the throne room doors closed. The gods turned their gaze to the son of Poseidon. Zeus cleared his throat. "It has come to our attention that during your time in Tartarus that you showed a new ability."

Percy sighed. He didn't want to think about. Percy nodded. "I controlled the poison when Achlys tried to kill Annabeth and me."

Poseidon leaned forward in his throne. "How is that possible?"

Zeus turned to stare at his brother. "I was about to ask you Poseidon."

Poseidon glared at the insinuation. "What are getting at, brother?"

"I think you know. Did you keep this ability hidden from us?"

"My Lord, my Father knew nothing about this power. I didn't know I could do it until I did it. I'd never had that power before," Perseus said, defending his Father from the paranoia of his Uncle. Zeus regarded the son of his brother. The boy that had shown him disrespect in the past. The boy showed up his own children with his power and abilities. Now the boy had, even more, power. "I see, you have turned down godhood before and now your powers have grown. It appears that my previous concerns have come to fruition. This boy is dangerous. He must be put in check."

Poseidon stood from his throne. "You will not hurt my child." Hermes, Apollo, Aphrodite, and even Athena stood up in protest of their father's words.

Zeus frowned. "The boy can either become a god or … he can be exiled."

The gods that stood sat down, even Poseidon. Percy glared at his Father. Poseidon slunk down in his throne.

"You have a choice," Zeus continued. "You either become a god or you will be exiled from the lands of the gods."

Percy clenched his fists. His heart beating fast in his chest. He dug his nails into the palms of his hands, blood dripped from his hands onto the floor of the throne room. "Percy please, just choose godhood," Poseidon pleaded. Percy's eyes narrowed, with a move of his hand Poseidon flew out of his throne and onto the marble floor. The gods gasped. "You are not my Father," Percy spat. Poseidon stood up, a look of shock and awe etched across his face at his son's powers. "See, the boy is too powerful," Zeus declared.

Percy took a few deep breaths. "Can I at least say goodbye to my family and my friends?"

Zeus laughed. "You are in no place to dictate terms boy. You just attacked a god, your father no less." Percy raised his hand, but before he could do anything a bright light surrounded him and before he knew what was going on he flashed away, to Canada and outside of the lands of the gods. Percy turned to walk across the border, but an unseen barrier blocked his way. He looked down at the ground; tears began to leak from his eyes, as he beat his fists against the barrier. He fell to his knees sobbing at the loss of his family, his home, his friends, his Wise Girl.

Flashback ends

The tale ended. Thalia had stared at Percy during the entire tale. "You said that he accepted godhood, that he was too good to talk to his friends that he just left to travel the world."

Percy turned his eyes to Artemis. His green eyes glaring at the goddess. "That was Zeus's story. That I accepted godhood. Do any of you have enough courage to accept your actions?"

Artemis wanted to glare at the boy, but she knew he was right. They had used the story to shift the blame to him. To label him as an arrogant boy. She and the others knew the truth. They were scared, afraid that the demigods would hate them, that her Hunters would hate her. "Of course you are right. We were afraid. Afraid that the demigods would hate us, that my Hunters would hate me."

Percy was taken aback. The goddess had admitted her fear. He looked down at the ground. "Just leave me be," He said as he turned to walk back into his cabin.

"What, no we're not going to leave you," Thalia yelled. Percy stopped and stared sadly at his cousin. "You said your oath and there is nothing that can be done. I'm exiled from my home. Just leave me alone." He closed the cabin door behind him.

Thalia turned on Artemis. "We can't just leave him here," she yelled. Artemis nearly flinched at the tone of her Lieutenant, her sister. "Perseus is right, there is nothing we can do, only the Council can end his exile, and our Father would never do that." Artemis motioned toward Alexandra; the two made their way back into the forest. Thalia stood her ground. Artemis stopped and turned to glare at Thalia. "Thalia, come back to camp." Thalia didn't move. "That is an order." Thalia flinched at the tone of voice that Artemis gave her. Thalia looked at the door one last time; a tear ran down her cheek. She turned and followed her Patron.

Percy sat in his cabin. He heard everything that Thalia had said outside the door. He cried, for the first time in months he sobbed. His heart shattering again at all that he'd lost.

Manhattan, New York City

Annabeth Chase sat in the subway car, reading her Architecture book; she had a test tomorrow. She was well into her first year at Columbia University. After Percy… after he'd run out on her and his family, Annabeth wouldn't leave New York. She wouldn't leave Sally like he had done. She gripped her book harder, nearly ripping it in half. She took a deep breath. She had to get back to her home. She lived with Sally and Paul; they were both so good to her, like the parents she'd always wanted. She would visit her Dad and step-mom, but New York was home and Sally and Paul were family.

The train stopped. She exited the car and made her way out onto the streets above. She sighed, looking up at all of the tall buildings. She walked down the street until she made it home. She took the elevator up to the eighteenth floor. She exited the elevator and looked out the window in the hallway. It looked out over Central Park. Sally's first book had sold ten million copies and she just finished her second book a few months back, it was a best seller, already with five million copies sold. Sally bought the current apartment about six months ago and they were all very happy with it. Who wouldn't be, it overlooked Central Park and was only a few blocks from the museums, which Annabeth would go to once a week, just to escape all the stress of school.

She smiled at the view before she turned and walked to the apartment door. She took out her keys unlocked the door, opening the door and smiling at the smell of freshly baked cookies that Sally had placed on the table to cool. Annabeth dropped her backpack on the ground, grabbing a cookie and popping it into her mouth. Her eyes closing at the warm, sweet and chocolate flavor that overwhelmed her taste buds.

"Hello Dear, how was school," Sally said sincerely.

Annabeth turned, smiling at the older and beautiful woman that stood before her. Even in an apron with flour on one of her cheeks, Sally was beautiful; even now when she was in her mid-forties. Annabeth could only guess how beautiful she had been when she met Poseidon. She flinched a little when she thought of the sea god. Not because of the rivalry with her Mother, but the fact that the thought of the sea god always brought her back to Percy. Sally had seen the change in mood; she knew that Annabeth was thinking of Percy. She rushed forward, pulling the young woman into a motherly embrace. "It's okay Dear," she soothed. Annabeth held onto her, letting the sorrow engulf her. She wouldn't let anyone else see this side of her except for Sally, not even Thalia.

"I miss him so much," she said. Sally rubbed her back. "I do too." "Why did he go?" Sally had asked that question herself for over two years. How could her son just accept godhood and not even try to see her or Annabeth? "I don't know it doesn't seem like something he'd do."

Annabeth pulled away from the embrace, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand. "He broke his promise. He's no better than Luke."

Sally frowned, but she knew what Annabeth had gone through with Luke. "I still can't believe he would do that."

Annabeth straightened her posture. A serious expression crossed her face. "You don't think the gods told us everything?'

Sally looked around, not wanting anyone to hear what she truly thought. It was time and Annabeth was the right person to reveal this secret to. "I'm not a clear-sighted mortal," she said as she also recited a spell that her real Mother taught her long ago, one to remove her from the sight of the gods. Annabeth's gray eyes widened at the words and at what Sally had just revealed. "I am a demigod, but not like you."

"What?" Annabeth asked, a little louder than she meant to. Sally smiled. "My parents did die in a plane crash, but the woman that died on that plane, although my birth mother, she was not truly human. My real mother took the form of my birth mother; she became human to procreate, to give this world a hero, one to win the prophecy."

Annabeth was totally floored by that announcement. "Why couldn't she just come to your father like any other goddess?"

Sally smiled, Annabeth was so smart. "Because my mother does not have a humanoid form. In reality, she is the great void at the center of the universe; she is Chaos."

Annabeth's jaw fell open. Sally was the demigod child of Chaos. "Why didn't you protect Percy instead of marrying Gabe? Why didn't you kill the Minotaur instead of letting it capture you?

Sally's smile only widened. "You are truly the greatest daughter of Athena." Annabeth blushed at the praise. "My powers are limited. I was just a vessel to allow part of my Mother's power to flow to my son. I can do some magic, like this spell, but for the most part, I'm human."

"I don't know what to say," Annabeth admitted.

Sally placed her hand on the young woman's shoulder. You don't have to say anything. Don't give up hope on my son. He would never give up on you. Something happened and I know he still lives, but I don't believe he became a god and I certainly don't believe he abandoned us."

Hope welled up in Annabeth's heart. She wanted to be mad at Sally for keeping this secret, but mostly she felt honored to be the one that Sally had told, above everyone else. "I will keep your secret. Thank you for telling me."

Sally leaned forward and kissed Annabeth on the forehead. "I love you like my very own. You deserve to have this secret. I love you, Dear."

A tear ran down Annabeth's cheek. She wiped it away quickly before she hugged the older woman. "If you won't give up on him, then I won't either," she whispered, making Sally smile in contentment.

AN: Another Chaos story, but Chaos won't be in it, just a device to explain Percy's new powers.