Hey! this is my first Percy Jackson fanfic, I just wanted to try it out! I will admit I haven't read the heroes of Olympus, but I have started 'The lost hero' and I love it!

Obviously this is set in the first Percy Jackson series, at the part where the gods offer Percy God hood! I wanted Percy to accept (No offense to any Percebeth shippers) so I hope you enjoy!

This chapter is half copied of the chapter in 'The last Olympian' when the gods offer god hood, but the rest is (Sorta) original!

Also, I guess I should say I don't own this series or its characters because for some reason that's a big deal on fanfiction...

'PERCY JACKSON!' Poseidon announced. My name echoed around the chamber.

All talking died down. The room was silent except for the crackle of the hearth fire. Everyone's eyes were on me – all the gods, the demigods, the Cyclops, the spirits. I walked into the middle of the throne room. Hestia smiled at me reassuringly. She was in the form of a girl now, and she seemed happy and content to be sitting by her fire again. Her smile gave me courage to keep walking.

First I bowed to Zeus. Then I knelt at my fathers feet.

'Rise, my son.' Poseidon said.

I stood uneasily.

'A great hero must be rewarded.' Poseidon said. 'Is there anyone here who would deny that my son is deserving?'

I waited for someone to pipe up. The gods never agreed on anything, and many of them still didn't like me, but not a single one protested.

'The council agrees,' Zeus said. 'Percy Jackson, you will have one gift from the gods.'

I hesitated. 'Any gift?'

Zeus nodded grimly. 'I know what you will ask. The greatest gist of all. Yes, if you want it, it shall be yours. The gods have not bestowed this gift on a mortal hero in many centuries, but Perseus Jackson – if you wish it, you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You shall serve as your fathers lieutenant for all time.'

I stared at him, stunned. 'Um...a god?'

Zeus rolled his eyes. 'A dim-witted god, apparently, but yes. With the consensus of the council, I can make you immortal. Then I will have to put up with you forever.'

'Hmm,' Ares mused. 'That means I can smash him to a pulp as often as I want, and he'll just keep coming back for more. I like this idea.'

'I approve as well,' Athena said, though she was looking at Annabeth.

I glanced back. Annabeth was trying not to meet my eyes. Her face was pale. I flashed back to two years ago, when I'd thought she was going to take the pledge to Artemis and become a Hunter. I'd been on the edge of a panic attack, thinking that I'd lose her. Now she looked pretty much the same way.

I thought about the Three Fates, and the way I'd seen my life flash by. I could avoid all that. No ageing, no death, no body in the grave. I could be a teenager forever, in top condition, powerful and immortal, serving my father. I could have power and eternal life.

But then I thought about my friends from camp – Charles Beckendorf, Michael Yew, Silena Beauregard, so many others who were now dead. I thought about Ethan Nakamura and Luke.

And I knew what to do.

'What about the minor gods children and the demigods that don't know who their godly parent is?' I asked, staring as defiantly as I could into Zeus's stormy eyes.

He frowned, not understanding the question. 'What of them?'

'This whole mess with Cronus started because one demigod was angry at their parent.' I didn't have to look to know Hermes was glaring at me. 'He was able to assemble an army of demigods because they all felt abandoned and unloved by their godly parent.'

The council stared, whispering among themselves, but kept their eyes on me. The tired part of me desperately wanted to ask if I could be excused to have a nap, but I was sure it wouldn't be taken lightly.

Finally Zeus spoke up. 'What is it you're asking?'

I sighed. He didn't sound as angry as expected at least. 'I ask that every demigod, minor or not, have a place at camp. They all deserve a place they can learn to train and learn to survive. Also that every demigod is to be recognised by their parent by the age of thirteen. If it had been done from the start, I'm sure there would be less casualties.' I said bitterly. 'And no more pact of the Big Three. That didn't work anyway. You've got to stop trying to get rid of powerful demigods. They're going to be trained and accepted instead.

Silence.

I was afraid that I might have asked too much of the gods. But someone had to tell them, otherwise history would repeat itself, and that person may as well be me since I was already on a most of the councils bad side.

'I agree.' I was shocked to see Athena had spoken. She was now staring at me, her expression blank.

Well the world nearly ended today, something else unexpected was bound to happen.

'Hold on a minute-' Apollo began before my father spoke over him.

'Percy, you ask much, you presume much.'

'If you continue with ignoring your children, you'll be back in this mess years from now, possibly with a different outcome!' I spoke loudly, my voice echoed. 'I would think it would be in the councils best interest to avoid a similar situation from happening!' I desperately wanted to find somewhere to sleep. I felt like a child who had refused a nap and was being grumpy with everything.

I waited for the gods to speak. They remained silent as they stared between Zeus and I. I stared back at Zeus, even if his eyes were full of anger directed at me.

'Father,' I broke my staring contest with Zeus (Which I was totally winning) to look over at Athena who gracefully stood from her throne and walked towards Zeus. They spoke in hushed voices, neither looked happy, but they nodded.

I gulped.

Had she asked for me to be executed? Did they really think it was too hard to recognise their children? Was I being punished for telling them how to avoid a similar situation years from now?

All of the gods were listening to their hushed conversation, how, I wasn't sure. But I was able to take some comfort in hoping that if it was bad news for me, my father wouldn't be smiling.

A moment later, Athena returned to her throne. Zeus still had an angry expression, his voice was neutral. 'All in favor?' I was about to ask what was being voted on, but I was too stunned to see hands of all the gods raise. Zeus nodded to himself before speaking again. 'Perseus Jackson, your opinions have been noted and action will be taken.' I was sure I wasn't the only shocked being in the room. 'From this day forth, all gods, no matter their importance, will recognise their children when they reach the age of thirteen. A cabin will be created for the children of each god at the camp. But in exchange, you will have to accept a condition.'

I blinked. Wasn't I told I could have a wish? Shouldn't everything he just said be my gift?

I cleared my throat, hoping I didn't sound as shocked and confused as I felt. 'Only if you – All of you - swear on the Styx.'

Zeus blanched, outrage radiated from his body, but it was Dionysus who shouted 'What? You don't trust us?!'

'Someone once told me,' I said. 'that I should always get a solemn oath.'

'Guilty.' Hades shrugged.

There was another moment of silence, but I refused to allow it to make me to take back my words. Perhaps then, all those demigods that fought in anger could get their justice.

'Very well.' Zeus said grudgingly. 'In the name of the council, we swear on the River Styx that we will keep our side of your wish as long as you fulfil yours.'

I froze. Perhaps I should have asked what I needed to do before making them swear an oath. But hadn't I been through enough? All I wanted for crying out loud was somewhere I could sleep without worrying about a bloody war!

But what other choice had I? Demigods deserved to know where they came from and know how to defend themselves.

'What is your condition?' I asked, trying to fight off the fear seeping into my heart. Surely they wouldn't force me to do something like hold up the sky, because I've literally been there done that.

Athena spoke up. 'We will fulfill our promise, but we need someone to make sure we continue to do so. To not allow any demigod be forgotten. Someone who can guide any stray demigods to where they will be safe. Someone any demigod can turn to if a crisis occurs.'

'You want me to remind you of your promise?' I asked, dubious to what was being asked of me.

'We are asking you to become a god,' Zeus said. 'A god of heroes.'

There was murmurs of opinions filling the silence. I stared at the gods in turn before looking up at his father who was smiling.

A god? They were seriously asking me to become a god?

I glanced back, staring straight into Annabeths pale face. She was now looking at me, a sad smile placed on her lips.

There was so much I wanted to tell her, like how she had saved me more times than she knew, how my feelings changed for her into something I didn't fully understand but mainly how I didn't want to lose her as a friend.

But if I refused, nothing would change. I had the opportunity to change things for the better. I couldn't let demigods die for nothing all because gods wouldn't acknowledge them.

I need to do this. I mouthed at her, hoping she would understand.

Even from the distance, I could see her grey eyes glistening.

I turned back to Zeus, knowing every pair of eyes were on me, waiting for my decision.

I took a deep breath, my beating heart sounded like a pounding drum against my ribcage.

'Lord Zeus, I accept your condition.'

Should I continue?

Let me know! I have loads of idea's for this story! :D

But I don't think I'll include a Percebeth pairing...Sorry to any hardcore shippers!

Till next time (Hopefully) ~Maraudergirl68448