Hello there, I'm AuraSentinel. With the permission of harshamrknd, the original author of this story, I have taken this fic under my wing. I hope to live up to your expectations.

The first few chapters will be following the original chapters. Albeit with a few changes, but the basic plotline will stay the same.

Constructive criticism is always welcome.

This story is set after the 2nd Titan war.

Ch1. New Beginnings

(Percy)

I'm Percy Jackson. You've probably heard of me, I'm not hard to miss. Son of Poseidon, Slayer of Kronos, Bane of more monsters than I care to remember, and twice over Hero-Of-Olympus. And, while I'm on the subject, the most recent God of The Tide. And Time, and The Hunt. And maybe even Desire. I also may or may not be the God of Awesomeness. Strange domain, I know but hey. I don't get to choose. 'But Percy,' I hear you calling, 'We thought you didn't WANT to be a God!' Bit of a touchy subject you see. But since you love me, don't even THINK of denying it, I'll tell you.

It started with me finding out that I was a demigod. Pretty standard as far as Demigod Introductions go, except of course for the part where I had to fight a fury. Which still terrifies me even now, funnily enough. Now everyone knows my story, at least until after the 2nd Titan War, but what happened next really defined my life.

(Flashback)

I woke up in my mother's apartment after driving to New York, and for a moment I was confused. I felt as though something had happened, yet I couldn't recall anything. Brushing it aside, I sat up and smiled with glee at the fact that Kronos was gone. It had been months, yet I still basked in the afterglow of being free from the prophecy.

I walked over to the window. Deciding that it was a nice enough day, I opted for opening the window and climbing out onto the balcony. 'Zeus and Apollo must be in a good mood' I thought to myself. Not a cloud was in sight, the birds were whistling their jubilant tunes as rays of sun leaked down from their place upon the stars. I looked in the general direction of the Huntress. It was day and the stars weren't visible, but somehow I just knew where it was, 'Zoe,' I thought, 'I wonder what it's like up there?'

Little did Percy know that at that very moment the Olympians were discussing him.

"That insolent demigod! Rejecting our generous offer of Godhood! How dare he! I vote we kill him, the boy has no respect for his betters." Zeus seethed.

"He is not to be harmed Brother! I forbid it! " The panicked sea god spoke, alarmed at the thought of his favourite son sleeping in death.

Ever the voice of 'wisdom' , Athena spoke up, "Father is correct though, barnacle beard. The sea-spawn would be wise to respect us."

The two rivals started another one of their famous arguements once again until Zeus thundered, quite literally, "Stop your incessant bickering! We shall force Godship upon him. " Before Poseidon could counter, he spoke again, "It is either that or he dies Poseidon. Choose. There will be no further discussion on the matter."

Poseidon looked conflicted. He didn't want to hurt Percy, as it inevitably would of he found out that his own father was part of the group that forced godhood upon him, but he didn't want him dead. In the end, he decided that a son who was alive but hated him was better than one dead.

Zeus turned to Athena and spoke, "My daughter, we need a plan to lure him here. I leave that to you to figure out."

Athena reasoned, "I don't think he will take well to us tricking him. I think the only way we have a chance of this working is if he is mortally injured. Wound him, and make it seem like the only way he could survive would be if he was turned. Otherwise he stands a very good chance of razing Olympus."

"I supppose that is true. How shall we proceed?"

"Maybe... I could beat him to a pulp. Then we turn him into a God to save his life?" suggested Ares.

"I said it before Ares, my son shall not be harmed by direct interference! " Poseidon shouted.

As expected, Athena came up with a plan. They would destabilise the, already shaky, construction in one of the damaged temples. The wall would fall on him, crippling him, and in the process of healing him turn hin into a God. That way he would think they had no choice.

Naturally, Poseidon was averse to the thought of his son harmed. When Athena, however, assured that Percy would not be in risk of death, he relented.

Of course, Poseidon wasn't the only one against it. Many of the council were. Percy had built up good relationships with many of the gods, even Artemis to some extent. Their cowardice won out though, in fear of Zeus's wrath.

The following day Hermes visited Percy's house. He was asleep but woke up when Hermes' voice sounded.

"Hey Hermes, 'cha doing here? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing Perce, The council just wants to see you. As soon as possible. Which means right now. Get dressed." Hermes spoke, his voice grave.

Percy immediately knew Hermes was lying. After fighting in a war, you tend to develop a good sense for it. Shrugging it off as nothing, he ran up to his room and dressed as fast as he could. Once Percy was done dressing, Hermes teleported them to his temple. He looked at him confused.

(Percy's POV)

"Wait here, Don't move. I will come for you whence we are done." After saying so, Hermes left.

With nothing to do, I looked at my surroundings. The walls had huge cracks in them, not dissimilar to fault lines, that looked ready to split at any moment. 'Must be one of the

damaged temples,' I thought, 'Only explanation' My thoughts went back to Hermes and his behaviour. It was strange, to say the least.

I was looking at the paintings on one of the walls when a huge groan from the temple sounded. I looked up in trepidation, the ceiling was caving. I panicked, and ran towards the entrance as fast as I could. 'Shit,' I cursed, 'It's blocked.' I looked up again only to see that the cracks were widening and fine dust were drifting from them. I gulped, scared, and looked for a way out. I finally spotted a corridor leading out of the room, but it was across the room from where I was standing. I could reach it, but I'd have to run for my life. Quite literally. I quickly made my way towards it when, to my eternal annoyance, a bigger groan aounded and the roof collapsed. I sprinted towards the corridor but no matter how much I ran, I wouldn't reach it. Stone blocks were falling around me. I took one last look at the roof only to find that a huge piece of it was falling right in my path.

I closed my eyes and said, "Didn't think I'd die like this." The block reached it's target, and I knew no more.

(Apollo's POV)

We waited for Hermes to return after leaving Percy in his temple. Frankly speaking, I was not ok with this. At all. But, as usual, I couldn't go against the wills of the council. I snapped out of my thought as Hermes flashed in front of us.

"He's there." He stated, his tone lacking emotion. I knew that Hermes didn't approve of this.

Everyone turned towards Poseidon, looking at him expectantly. He sighed and struck his trident on the throne room's floor. We heard rumbling, and then a large explosion. I flashed to his location immediately and cleared the rubble with a wave of my hand. I balked at the sight that welcomed me. The broken and twisted form of Percy lying, the Hero of Olympus, lay dying on the floor. Urgently, I checked his pulse and saw that it was very weak. I snapped my fingers, panicked, and flashed he and myself to the throne room and immediately got to work treating him. I heard an anguished cry and looked up to see that Poseidon had tears in his eyes.

"He is alive, you know. He is one hell of a tough guy to kill." I chuckled.

Once I was sure that he was stable, I nodded towards Zeus who stood up. The rest of the Gods followed his example. I walked back to my throne, gathering my energy, and started chanting. Everyone followed my lead, speaking in the language of the Greece of Old.

Slowly, our powers surrounded us in the form of mist. It glowed a gentle white, and the combined form of the mist from each god and goddess shot to Percy's body on the floor and surrounded him. Finally, he was completely enveloped in the raw, combined power of the Olympian Gods. By the time we had finished his transformation, Percy's wounds had healed - and he emitted an aura of power as strong as an Olympian. The mist had been absorbed by his body. We waited, anxiously, for him to gain consciousness, but it didn't happen. 'Strange,' I thought, 'He's supposed to have woken up by now.'

Normally, once you are made a god, your injuries, fatigue and desire to sleep are gone. I looked at the resr and saw that many wore the same look of confusion that I did. Worried, Poseidon finally spoke up, "Did we do something wrong? I thought he was supposed to be awake by now. Why isn't he waking up?"

"His body is most likely adjusting to his newfound power. Give him a couple of days and he should be fine." Athena reassured.

We nodded in light of this new knowledge and I snapped my fingers, causing a stretcher to appear. Slowly, I lifted Percy off the floor and onto it. I snapped my fingers once again and he disappeared. Poseidon questioned, "Where did you send him?"

"To my Temple, He will be under my care for now. Once he has awoken, I will inform you all."

"But what about his domains?" Aphrodite asked, strangely excited about something that I didn't have enough time to guess.

"We will know when he awakens. The Fates shall be contacted, and hos domains shall be selected by them. This meeting is adjourned." Zeus finished.

A/N: So, first chapter of my version of harshamrkind's story. What do you think? Drop me a review, any criticism is appreciated. As long as it's constructive, and could even remotely help me in one way or another.

You, hopefully, already know where I got this story idea from. Please be patient with me, as update times may be slightly erratic after the first 9 chapters or so.

PS: Just a little reminder, I adopted this with the permission of the original owner, harshamrkind. Check his profile out!