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

Story: Champion of Olympus: Child of the First One

AN: Several of you asked for an epilogue in the future, so here we go. I think this will be quite a bit different than previous epilogues I've written, so enjoy.

Chapter 25: Epilogue

Third Person POV

Near Camp Half Blood – 25 years later

A group of limousines and police cars stopped on the edge of the farm road. The middle limousine was much larger than the others; two American flags protruded from the hood of the car. Four men dressed in black suits with sunglasses exited the lead car. They walked to the edge of the driveway that led down to a strawberry farm.

"Delphi Strawberry Service," one of the men read.

"Why does he come here every year on this date?" another man asked curiously.

"This is his birthday, maybe he used to come here as a kid or something," the third man offered.

"It's pretty odd," the fourth man said.

"What're you four doing out here?" a blonde haired man in a black suit questioned. A tall woman in a black suit was at his side.

"Just talking sir," the first man replied stiffly.

"Get in position I want this road and the surroundings covered," the blonde man said. The four men jumped to attention before they rushed off to their positions.

The tall woman chuckled. "Luke, you know how to get their attention," she complimented.

Luke smiled. "Clarisse, they're Secret Service agents, they need to act like it," Luke complained.

Clarisse laughed. "I'm a daughter of Ares, but they're only mortals. I'm sure this seems pretty weird to them," Clarisse replied.

Luke sighed. "I know, but they have their duty," Luke said.

Clarisse grinned before she squeezed his arm. "How come you agreed to join the service?" she questioned.

"He needed me, besides, my wife was already in the service and kicking ass," Luke said with a wry smile on his face.

Clarisse gave him an amused smirk. "We have our duty too," she reminded.

Luke smiled. "You're right, it's time for the boss to come home," Luke said.

"At least for a little while," Clarisse clarified.

The two agents walked to the door of the large limousine and opened it.

"Malcolm, you better tell that museum curator that the design of the new addition will be ready by tomorrow. I don't want any more delays," a blonde haired, grey eyed woman said into her cell phone. She saw Luke and Clarisse and smiled. "Malcolm, I've got to go. I'll tell him hello for you, bye," she finished as she hung up the phone.

"Are you ready to go Mrs. President?" Luke asked politely, but the smile on his face showed his amusement.

"Yes, if I can keep my husband from working," she said as she pointed toward the dark haired man in the business suit. He was slouched over a laptop computer. His hands glided across the keyboard quickly.

"Annabeth, I'm almost done," he began. He finished the sentence he was typing before he closed the computer. "Ready." The man looked up at the two agents; his sea green eyes shined in the light. "We're here already?"

Luke smiled. "Yes, Mr. President," he replied.

President Perseus Jackson smiled at his friend. "Good work Luke, give my best to all your agents," Percy said.

Luke nodded. "I will sir," he said.

"Mr. President, the path is clear and camp is ready for your appearance," Clarisse explained.

Percy grinned at his old friend. "Good, thanks Clarisse," he said. He looked at Luke with a mischievous grin. "Keep this one out of trouble." He pointed at Luke with his finger when he said that. Percy turned toward Annabeth. "I'm ready dear."

Annabeth rolled her eyes before she exited the limousine. Percy followed close behind her. He held her hand as they walked up the farm road toward Half Blood Hill. Luke and Clarisse were the only agents to follow them. The four stopped at the top of the hill and looked down over the camp. Thalia's pine tree stood guard at the border to camp with the dragon underneath. Percy smiled when he saw Peleus.

"It hasn't changed very much," Percy commented.

"Certainly not as much as us," Annabeth replied.

Luke and Clarisse watched their friends closely. They both looked at camp and smiled as they remembered all the good times they had there.

"We better go," Percy said as he led Annabeth and the others down the hill and through the magical borders of the camp.

Chiron stood just on the other side of the border. Jason, Thalia, Nico and Bianca stood beside him. Chiron bowed to Percy. "Good to see you, Mr. President," Chiron said with a wry smile. The others all smiled at the Champion of Olympus.

Percy's crooked grin spread across his face. He looked ten years younger. "It's good to be back. I feel so much younger here," Percy replied.

Luke stepped up to Percy. "Mr. President, we've got only two hours before we have to leave," Luke reminded.

Percy nodded. A sad expression crossed his face. "Thanks Luke," he said.

Percy and Annabeth stepped forward and greeted their friends. Jason and Thalia hugged their brother, while Bianca and Nico hugged Annabeth. After all the greetings were over Chiron motioned for them to go to the mess hall.

They all sat down at the counselor's table.

"So, how're things with Mr. and Mrs. Di Angelo?" Percy asked.

Thalia and Nico both looked at each other and blushed. "We've been married for five years now. You act like we're newlyweds or something," Thalia complained.

Percy and Annabeth chuckled at her annoyed expression.

Nico rolled his eyes at Thalia's attitude. "We're fine," he said as he wrapped his arms around her.

Percy and Jason both frowned. "You might be married to her, but if you hurt her…" Jason began to say.

"I can always have you thrown in jail," Percy said as he winked at Clarisse and Luke. The two agents smiled fiendishly as they pulled off their sunglasses to glare at the son of Hades.

Nico's face became as white as chalk. Bianca laughed at her brother. "Don't tease him so much. He might have an accident," Bianca said as she tried to hold in her laughter. Nico pouted. Thalia laughed in his face before she kissed him on the cheek.

Annabeth smiled at all her friends. "Now let's celebrate. Happy birthday Percy," she exclaimed before everyone else followed her lead. Percy smiled at all the congratulations. The younger campers at the other tables watched the counselor's table closely. They were in awe of the great heroes that sat there, but most of all they were blown away by the presence of the Champion of Olympus.

Chiron stood and walked to the middle of the mess hall. "Campers," he began. "We have a very special guest today. He is the greatest camper and student I ever taught. You all know him as much more than the President. He is the Champion of Olympus. I present to you Perseus Jackson," Chiron said, as all the campers applauded his presence.

A few campers yelled, "Speech." The word echoed through the mess hall as everyone else followed suit.

Percy smiled at the young campers. Annabeth gave him a wink. Percy kissed her cheek before he stood up. He walked to the center of the mess hall. He raised his hands and the crowd became quiet.

"Thank you so much," Percy said. He looked around at all the tables and smiled at the sight of so many young demigods. "I feel honored to be back at my home. The place I feel closest to in the world. This is the place where I learned, trained, fought and played." He looked at his friends and family at the counselor's table. They all smiled at him knowingly "I won't bore all of you with long speeches, but I would like to talk to you all about what it means to be a hero." Everyone watched him carefully. The young campers wanted to hear what he had to say. "Being a hero has nothing to do with fighting monsters or Titans. A hero is someone who fights for something bigger than his or herself." Annabeth smiled at her husband. "When I was your age I fought for Olympus, for this camp, for my family and friends. A hero is someone who puts themselves last. Heroes are people who care for others. Anyone who puts the needs of others over their needs, those people are heroes. Above all else a hero is loyal, caring and selfless. Being brave doesn't make one a hero. Fear doesn't make one weak. Fear can keep you alive. The greatest gift anyone can give is to give their life for a cause or for someone else. Those are the greatest heroes. On this day every year I come here to remember those that we lost, those who gave their lives for others." Percy raised his glass in the air and said, "Heroes!"

The campers and Percy's friends and family raised their glasses and yelled, "Heroes."

Percy smiled. He walked back to his seat. Annabeth laced her arm through his. She leaned near his ear and whispered, "Way to go Seaweed Brain."

Percy's crooked grin widened. He looked around at his friends and family. He raised his glass again. "To friends and family," he said before everyone else repeated the words. Percy drank from his glass. Today was another birthday for him, but it was much more than that. Ever since his sixteenth birthday, he had dedicated himself to serve others. Today, he was President and tomorrow he might be something else, but he would always look out for others. That was how he honored the memory of those heroes that gave their lives, so others could live.

THE END – That's all!