Disclaimer: All non-OC characters belong to Rick Riordan, yeahta yeahta yeahta. I'm only going to say it once.

Second Disclaimer: This story is largely inspired by Zayden Stormvoid and his story The new Titans: fall of Olympus. I have gotten permission to use his ideas, so don't think I'm just going out and stealing other peoples intellectual property. If you have not already read his story, go do that.

Hi, my name Is Perseus Jackson. I used to be your average demi-god doing your average thing. You know, slaying monster, killing the king of the Titans. Literally stabbing the earth to death. Ok, that last one isn't quite accurate. I actually killed the primordial Gaia who was a representation of the earth. Anyway, it's complicated. But I'm not the same demi-god I used to be. This is the story of how I met Jake, his father, and became a being so powerful even the gods would fear me. Oh and also how I destroyed Olympus and gained my own personal mini-harem? No, that's not the right word. Extended family? No, that's not right either. Anyway just read the story, and you'll get what I mean.

How? How does this always happen to me? You would have thought that killing the beast once was enough. You would have thought killing it a second time would have put it down, but nooo, it just keeps coming back after me. Was it really just over a year since I helped kill Gaia? I thought things would have calmed down after that, but nope. The gods really do hate me.

"Just one year, just one normal year is that too much to ask?" I shouted at the sky.

"Better focus on the Minotaur and not your problems, seaweed brain," Thalia shouted at me, "or you might not make it." She was hanging upside down from one of the branches of the tree that she had once been a part of. Peleus slept under the tree not seeming to mind the fight going on. Shouldn't the stupid dragon wake up and help me fight this thing. It is close to the tree it guards. There was my ADHD brain at work; it couldn't focus on the minotaur, it had to focus on a peacefully sleeping dragon. Stop, bad Percy minotaur first, dragon later. I decided to see if Thalia wanted to join the fun

"Aren't you going to join me, Thales?" I shouted back up to her. "We're having so much fun down here." She continued to flip through her book nonchalantly.

"Looks like you have everything under control." Did she have to sound so calm right now? I was fighting for my life, and she couldn't even be bothered to look at me. My momentary distraction was my temporary downfall. The Minotaur parried riptide to the side with his axe, gripping it with only one hand. The second one he used to punch me in the chest while I was thinking about dragons, and girls hanging from trees. This blow sent me into a tree, not Thalia's tree thankfully, because the force of the blow sent me straight through the tree, snapping it in half. This did have its benefits. The tree tilted forward and landed were the Minotaur had been standing, forcing him to dodge out of the way, buying me a few extra seconds. I needed them. I was dazed from the attack, unable to get back on my feet. My brain decided now was the perfect time to go over everything that had led up to this moment.

(Flash Back) (Almost exactly one year ago)

The air was filled with the scent of battle. Screams of demi-gods fighting monsters rang out on the half-blood hill. Overhead there was a brilliant explosion. I looked up to see a figure falling from the sky. My first instinct was that Leo had somehow survived his suicide run at Gaia. I leaped forward, intending to try and break Leo's fall. As the figure got closer, I realized, with growing hoar, that the falling figure was much too feminine to be Leo Valdes. It took me a second to comprehend this horrific reality. The falling figure was Gaia. Leo's plan had failed. The primordial goddess lived. As she fell through the sky, I let my instincts take over. I threw my hands forward. Water rushed from the bay faster than should have been possible. It formed a sheet of ice over the ground, preventing Gaia from touching the earth; undoing all the damage that Leo had given his life for. Gaia landed with a loud crack on the ice. Cracks in the ice ran from her out in a spider web-like design. I summoned more water and froze it over the cracks, reinforcing the ice shell I had put over the ground. Gaia staggered to her feet and began to laugh maniacally.

"Poor, poor son of Poseidon. Thought that that messily attack from the Hephaestus kid would hurt me. I'll give you props for the cleverness. I actually felt that, but it wasn't nearly enough to finish me off." Rage boiled within me. I would not let Leo's sacrifice be in vain. I did something very stupid. Hey, what do you expect from me? Oh, okay miss Gaia I'll just go screw myself now, thank you very much for your kindness. No, that would never happen. I screamed and charged her. I know, not the smartest thing I have ever done, but I would not let her mock my friends sacrifice. I charged her with full force and brought riptide down on her swords. She blocked and parried my attacks. This only made me angrier and I threw my full weight into the attacks. Soon we were exchanging blows so fast I could barely keep up. I called on every ounce of godly power I had within me just to stay toe to toe with her. Leo's attack must have done more damage than she was willing to admit. Otherwise, I would be long dead. She was weaker than normal, just being woken up then blown up, but she would regain strength quickly. My preventing her from actually touching the ground had only slightly delayed this. She was still close enough to it to draw strength. I had to finish this quickly, or all would be lost. I threw every last ounce of my strength into my attacks. I brought my sword down hard enough that she had to use both of hers to block the blow. Simultaneously I made a sharp piece of ice shoot from the ground into the back of her ankle. This attack broke her concentration momentarily. I don't think this would have amounted to much if she hadn't been grappled from behind and pulled down. A dagger was now lodged in her side. I looked down to see who had tackled her. Under neither her writhing body lay Jason. His skin was pale, and blood covered his face. His sun-bronzed arms wrapped around Gaia's waist. He had pulled her down on top of him so that her heart was aligned with his, her on top of him, facing up.

"Do it," He screamed from under her. It took me a second for me to comprehend what he was asking me to do. He wanted me to plunge Riptide through Gaia's chest. This would most definitely kill her, but it would also kill him in the process.

"I can't," I said back to him, tears in my eyes.

"You have to," he coughed back, "it's already too late for me." I realized then just how pale his skin was. His eyes were dull and seemed to be slightly sunken in his head. Was that, yes, when he had coughed there had been blood coming out of his mouth. "Come on man; I can't hold her that much longer." I saw a pool of blood leaking out from underneath were he and Gaia lay. Gaia had no open wounds. This could only mean one thing.

"Wha- what happened," I stammered.

"Took a ballista shot to the gut. Don't even know how I'm still conscious. Hurry, before it's too late." With those final words of encouragement, I plunged Riptide into Gaia's and Jason's chest. I feel on my knees next to the two bodies. I looked over and saw Gaia's mouth struggling to form words. In a low tone, I heard her dying curse.

"You may have defeated me, son of Poseidon, but just as you have betrayed the son of Zeus, so shall those closest to you betray you. You shall be cast out from the gods; seen as an intruder in their domains. Even your father shall curse your name, and the day you were born." As those words left her lips, I felt my soul gain wait. A Primordial' s curse was nothing to be scoffed at. It would come to pass as surely as one of Apollos prophecies. I stumbled back in horror. Not as much as because of the curse, as what they had meant. I had killed my friend. Someone, who I knew if he had survived this battle, would have become my best friend second only to Annabeth. I let out a blood-curdling scream as I looked for something to kill.

Nico's POV

I heard a guttural scream come from across the field of battle. I watched as Percy plunged his sword into Gaia's chest. (only later would I learn Jason had been underneath her.) Percy fell to his knees next to the fallen primordial. Within a few seconds, I saw him stumble back in horror. I saw a black repugnant essence attach itself to Percy and slowly sink in. It looked like a nasty piece of workmanship, though its effects would never touch me, being the son of the dark lord, Hades himself. The wind began to whip around the battlefield, overhead thunder boomed. Lightning began to flash out, evaporating monsters. This lightning was nothing like Jason or Thalia's lightning. This lighting wasn't as controlled as theirs. The winds whipped around until a turning cloud formed overhead. Within seconds I realized Percy was forming a hurricane. I don't think he was completely conscious of his actions as he swung riptide wildly around the battlefield, killing any monster unfortunate enough to get in his path. The ground began to shake as Percy reminded everyone that his dad wasn't just the god of the sea, but also earthquakes. The ground split open consuming monsters as they fell into black holes. I felt the unholy energy wisping out of these cracks. My eyes widened in horror and fear. These cracks, I could tell, lead straight to the depth of Tartarus itself. Half-bloods ran for cover, trying to get out of the path of the unrelenting storm. I looked at the battlefield checking to make sure all my friends were safe. I spotted Annabeth and Hazel helping Piper limp off the field as Reyna and Frank covered their retreat. Both Greeks and Romans alike ran for cover behind the Parthenon. I watched as Will, and his siblings grab the injured campers and drag them off the battlefield while the hunters covered them with a volley of silver arrows. I looked around the battlefield looking for that Grace boy, Thalia's brother, Jason. I saw a faint wisp of his essence by the body of Gaia. I sprinted over the corpse only to find a haunting sight. That coming from the boy who hangs out in Hades for fun. Jason's body lay beneath the fallen Primordial. A sword wound in his chest. A second hole was in his stomach with parts of his intestines hanging out. His body had deep cuts all over it. I was surprised that he had the strength to pull Gaia down, that being my guess of how the final encounter went down. I reached out with my power to try and detect his spirit. I found it waiting in line for the counsel of undead judges. The line was backed up quite a bit because of the battle that had just taken place, plus my dad was absent so none of the warriors could be judged. I snapped back into the present (or past depending on how you look at it.) I decided I might as well pull Jason's body off the battlefield before it got even more destroyed by the current hurricane. I could care less about his body since I knew where his soul was, but the others were sentimental and would want the body. As I carried his body behind the Athena Parsanoth into relative safety, Piper came running forward.

"Jason," she shouted, her eyes tearing up. I shook my head slowly. She ran forward a look of disbelief on her face. "Jason, Jason wake up." She tried shaking his arm.

"He's gone, Piper," I tried saying softly. I wasn't good at expressing emotions, and the last thing I wanted to deal with Jason's greaving lover.

"No, No, No, No," She shouted, starting to cry even harder. Annabeth put a comforting hand on her shoulder. Piper turned around into Annabeth's waiting arms. The two girls hugged for a while. After a prolonged silence Piper finally turned to me, sniffling, but able to hold back the floodgate of tears. "How?" She asked. I pointed over my shoulder with my thumb at the ragging son of Poseidon. Her gaze followed my gesture until she found Percy. A look of confusion crossed her face. "Huh?"

"I don't know for sure, but from what I was able to deduce, he sacrificed himself to hold Gaia down while Percy stabbed her."

"But how did that kill him?"

"He was under Gaia when I found him. Percy's sword would have had to pass through both of them. Jason was already fatally wounded when he took Gaia down."

"How, How could Percy kill Jason?" Piper asked, her voice full of confusion, horror, and anger.

"Why do you think Percy is raging so hard right now? As I said before, Jason was already fatally wounded. He must have used the last of his strength to hold Gaia down. He wanted his life to matter. If Percy hadn't stabbed Gaia when he had the chance, we would all be dead now." Piper just turned her head back into Annabeth's shoulder and continued to sob. I shook my head as I laid Jason's body down. The winds began to quite down as Percy's rage burned out. His power was running out.

Percy's POV

The wind whipping around me slowly subsided, my power drained. My legs were weak, my entire body ached. I felt like I had just sprinted through a triathlon, without any sea-god powers to boost me through the water part. My legs gave out, and I fell on my hand and knees. I felt I had overtaxed my body. I had used to much godly power. The world slowly turned black. The last thing I saw was Nico and Will running at me; then I passed out.

How much time did the gods give us to recover from the war? Only a month. It didn't seem nearly long enough. We mourned our dead. We lost nearly half the camp in the war. It was a harsh blow to the camp. We burned shrouds every night. We didn't want to burn them all at once because we wanted to give proper honor to our dead, at least, that is what I was told when I woke up. I was unconscious for nearly a week and a half after the final battle. Apparently, I had used up too much energy, and I had nearly died from the battle with Gaia and her minions. Annabeth scolded me thoroughly after I woke up, before bursting into tears and falling into my arms, making me promise to never leave her again. I did with a smile.

"I promise to do everything in my strength to make sure I never leave my wise girl again."

"You better mean it sea-weed brain."

"I do from the bottom of my heart." She curled further into my chest after that. After a little bit, she spoke up.

"We should get ready for the ceremony tonight."

"Huh?" I said in my normal confused state.

"We've held off burning the shrouds of Leo and Jason until you woke up. We wanted you to be there. We need your help to perform the ceremony since they were part of the seven, and so were we."

That night was a very solemn one. When I saw Piper, she turned her head away from me tears falling out of her eyes. She had every right to hate me for killing Jason. I only hoped she hated me at least half as much as I hated myself. I had failed. First Leo, then Jason, both had sacrificed themselves to save the earth and destroy Gaia. And here I was coming through nearly unscathed except for a week-long coma. We carried out the ritual for Leo and Jason, recounting their bravery, and finally burning their shroud. It went up in flame. I watched the flames reflect in Piper's tear-streaked eyes. I held Annabeth closer. I could never imagine losing her. We had literally been through hell and back together. After that, we headed back to our cabin's Annabeth went back to my cabin with me. No one questioned it, not even Chiron. I later learned that she had spent every night in the infirmary with me, and most days as well. I guess when you go through hell with someone you form an almost unbreakable bond.

Gaia's faced laughed at me.

"Son of Poseidon, you betrayed him, how can you sleep so soundly at night knowing what you did. He was your friend, your brother in arms, and you killed him, drove a sword right through his heart. The heart he used to love you so much. The heart he used to love Piper. You took his life from him; soon the gods will take yours from you." Gaia's face slowly morphed into that of Jason's. His face looked completely unnatural. His face was turned into a smile that shouldn't be possible. (Think crazy, insane anime faces.)

"Why Percy?" He asked. "Why did you kill me. Weren't we friends? I trusted you, and you betrayed me, now prepare to be betrayed."

I woke up in a cold sweat breathing hard. I sat up straight in bed. I felt Annabeth shift in bed beside me, missing the warm spot that had been there. Her eyes shot open, and she sat straight up in bed as well, her arms wrapped around me, her naked body pressing into my equally naked body. We were used to this by now. One or the other of us often woke up in the middle of the night with nightmares. Hers were almost always of our time in Tartarus. Mine on the on the other hand varied. Sometimes I would dream of Tartarus, other times I would dream of Leo or Calypso. I would dream of all the Half-bloods that had died in the two wars I had fought. Then there were the most haunting ones. The ones like I had just awoken from. The ones were Gaia and Jason would taunt me. Sometimes it was Leo instead of Jason, but there was always the common theme; I had killed them, I couldn't save them.

"It's alright Percy; you're here with me, you're safe," Annabeth spoke in a calm voice as she stroked my muscular back. Her soft hands traced the lines that my muscles made in my back. "Lay down, Percy, you'll be fine." I slowly lay back down in our bed.

"Thanks, Beth, I don't know what I would do without you." She smiled softly in the darkness.

"What was it about this time?"

"Jason," I said simply. She nodded in understanding. I had already described this dream to her. She didn't pry for information.

"You know it wasn't your fault?" She said quietly into my ear." I rotated over, so I was looking her in the eye.

"Yes, it was. I'm the one who drove the sword through his chest." She shook her head.

"He was already dying before you stabbed him. It's not your fault."

"We could have gotten him help. He could have recovered."

"You know that's not true. Had he not held Gaia for you, we would all be dead now, and on top of that even had Leo's attack successfully killed Gaia, Jason would still have bled out before Will could have gotten to him."

"Let's stop arguing about it, it's not worth it," I said rolling back onto my back. She merely nodded into my shoulder, mumbling her consent. Now to address what I'm sure you're all thinking. No, Annabeth and I did not have sex last night. We rarely do. We have, yes. Our first time being on the Argo II the night we found each other for the first time after my amnesia induced by a particular goddess, I was not that fond of. We didn't do it often. We didn't want to risk anything unsafe. As much as we wanted to have a child one day, we weren't ready yet. We loved each other dearly, but even being boyfriend and girlfriend, we preferred just to be in each others presence. In fact, we had to sleep together at night. We had tried staying in separate cabins, but soon enough Annabeth would end up wandering back into my cabin. If she hadn't, I would have been forced to go to hers. It was much safer to stay in mine since my only sibling, Tyson, spent most of his time at the Cyclopes' forges. That meant I had the cabin to myself. After Tartarus, we had separation anxiety at night. It was so bad it was impossible for us to sleep apart from each other.

"It's time to get up," Annabeth said eventually.

"I know," I mumbled. Today was the day we had to go to Olympus and give a report to the gods and receive our "rewards." I still didn't fully trust the god's rewards after last time. Not only had they tried to force godhood on me, but they also didn't completely carry out their promises to me. This time I would get them to swear on the river Stix. Eventually, Annabeth and I rolled out of bed. We pulled on our clothes and headed out to meet the others.

It had been one month since the final battle, but none of has fully recovered yet, nor, I thought, would we ever truly recover. I spotted the others and headed towards them. They stood in a group on top of Half-blood hill. Frank stood tall, out of the rest of them. Hazel stood next to him, lightly holding onto his arm. Rehna and Nico also stood with them. Piper stood to the side. When she spotted me, she turned her head away. A pain struck in my chest. Not because Piper wouldn't look at me, I fully expected it; no deserved it. I reminded myself daily how stupid I was. It hurt me the most because every time I looked at her, I saw her and Jason together, and it simply reminded me of him, and the cycle of self-loathing would continue. I didn't blame her for any of this. It was my own damn fault. Annabeth and I climbed the hill and stood by the others. Soon we were joined by every half-blood in the camp. With a flash, we were in Olympus.

(This next part is copied almost word for word from Zayden StormViod's story The New Titans: Fall of Olympus with a few minor changes. It is completely used with his permission):

(I didn't feel like trying to come up with my own ideas, I started to and realized he did it so much better than me. So I just took it from him. Zaden if you're reading this I hope this isn't overstepping. I just liked how you described everything. It's so much better than anything I could do, or cared to.)

The thrones of the Olympians were in a semi-U-shaped formation; the hearth blazed in the middle with Hestia in her eight-year-old form tending to it. The walls were marbled white with descriptions of the god's history and different quests from the heroes of old and new, with gold lining and the cracks that were there after I fought Kronos. Above the throne room showed the night sky with the stars and moonshining. Bessie was still swimming in her bubble aquarium, mooing seemingly happy to see me.

The Olympians were in their seats. The first throne, Zeus's was made out of stormy clouds, the throne was crackling with electricity, and on top of the throne was a golden eagle statue. Zeus himself wore a black silk business suit and pants, his white blonde hair neatly gelled his face stern, his electric blue eyes sparking. He held his Master Bolt in his right hand.

To the right of Zeus, sat his wife, Hera. Her throne was simple white marble with lines of golden ivory encircling it. Hera wore a white Greek dress with golden armbands on her wrists, her chocolate hair trimmed and braided with golden braids.

On Zeus's left side was his brother, my father, Poseidon. His throne was a simple green and blue fisherman's chair with a place for a fisherman's rod or Poseidon's trident, which was there now. Poseidon wore a blue chiton which showed how dressed he was for the occasion. He would normally wear fishing clothes. His dark hair made his eyes stand out. They were sea-green like mine, and they shown at me with pride, a wide smile on his face.

Across from Poseidon, to the right of Hera, sat Demeter who was wearing a green dress. Her hair was braided in what, in my opinion, looked like a wicker basket. Her throne was entirely made out of leaves and vines. She was currently trying to pester-uh I mean-"convince" Hera into eating some cereal.

To Demeter's right sat Athena. She wore a gray blouse, faded jeans, and hiking boots. Her face looked like Annabeth's, her brown hair in a braid, her stormy gray eyes looking throughout the throne room as if formulation a plan if a fight occurred. Her throne was colored gray, depictions of wars and heroes weaved into it and her shield, Aegis, was placed to the side of the throne.

Across from Athena, to Poseidon's left sat Artemis, in a silver throne, deer horns place on the top of her throne with a moon symbol in the middle, at the end of the armrests were silver deer head statues, on the throne's left side she had her bow, while the quiver was on the right side. Artemis glowed with beauty that rivaled Aphrodite, Her hunter's outfit hugged her sixteen- year old body. Her Auburn hair flowed like a waterfall, her face heart-shaped, her eyes like two silver pools shining like the moon itself that I could stare at for hours and – Whoa, what is up with me I already had the most amazing person in the world, Annabeth. This was Artemis the maiden goddess. She would turn me into a jackalope and let her hunters stick me full of arrows if she realized what I had started to think. When I looked back at her she was also looking at me with what, I thought, was curiosity and … respect? When she realized that I noticed, she quickly looked away, and I swore, as unlikely as it may be, she had a light blush on her cheeks.

Next, to her, her brother's golden throne sat empty. I shuddered thinking what Zeus must have done to poor Apollo. This war wasn't his fault, yet he was getting the blame.

Across from Apollo's throne, to Athena's right, was Hephaestus in a throne that was made out of different raw materials, gears, and pipes, which would occasionally shoot out a bit of flame from the top like a race car. Hephaestus wore a workshop mechanic's suit that had oil stains on it or blood, either way; it was messy. Hephaestus had a sad look on his face, no doubt still grieving over Leo, his thick beard would spurt out flames at times.

To Hephaestus's right was his wife Aphrodite in a throne that resembled that of a love seat with the back in the shape of a heart, colored hot pink, and hearts plastered on the side of it. A bow sat to one side, which surprised me because I never thought Aphrodite knew archery. I thought that as Cupid's thing.

Aphrodite was probably one of the most beautiful beings I have ever seen, save for Annabeth and Artemis- Uh there I go again. Bad Percy, Bad! Last time I saw Aphrodite, she looked like a combination of Annabeth and a celebrity I had a crush on as a kid. Today, however, she was different. Today she was in an eighteen-year-old body. She had chocolate brown, curly hair, pearl-like skin, kaleidoscopic eyes like Piper's little to no makeup which made her look more beautiful. She was wearing a red satin dress, that hugged her curves nicely. To finish off her outfit, she wore red satin heels. What confused me the most was that when Aphrodite noticed what form she was in she looked shocked, then almost alarmed. I tried to pretend that I didn't notice, but it was kinda hard with her staring at me, her eyes boring into my head.

Across from Aphrodite, next to where Apollo would normally sit, sat Hermes. His throne was a simple blue with depictions of sports and athletics. On the side was a holder for Hermes's caduceus where the snakes, Geoge and Martha, would encircle the staff arguing about something. Probably about either which one is better or about rats. Hermes had on a light blue business suit and was currently making a call on his caduceus. His face would always remind me of Luke, a friend, a traitor, but a hero.

On Hermes's left was one of my least favorite Olympians, Dionysus, who sat on a throne made out of grapevines. Dionysus wore his leopard shirt, brown shorts, his black hair gelled and was so far looking bored and reading a wine magazine.

To Aphrodite's right, across from Dionysus, sat my all-time least favorite Olympian, Ares. He was sitting on a black and red throne with different weapons attached to the sides of the throne and depictions of different wars. What was most disturbing was the seat cushion looked like. It was made out of human flesh. Just by being near Areas made me feel angry. He had on a black leather jacket, and jeans, blood red shirt, spike boots, and sunglasses to hide his flames for eyes. He tried to flirt with Aphrodite, but when he saw that she was staring at me, he scowled and looked at me menacingly. How is it my fault that she was looking at me and not his ugly mug?

Lastly, seated off to the side in a temporary black throne was Hades. He was looking at his kids with pride. He was wearing a black suit with a platinum undershirt and silver tie. At his armrest sat his symbol of power, the Helm of Darkness. Just looking at it for a split second gave me chills.

(This ends what I have copied from Zayden. The rest is my own story again.)

"All those who traveled on the Argo II please step forward," Zeus said in a thunderous voice. Reyna, Nico, and the remainder of the prophesied seven stepped forward. We bowed to the gods. "Rise," said Zeus. "Reyna, step forward," he commanded. She took a step-in front of the rest of us. "For your service to Olympos, we have determined to give you partial immortality, similar to what the Artemis's hunters enjoy. In your case, your source of power shall be Camp Jupiter. As long as it exists or until you relinquish the title, you shall be a co-praetor. Reyna bowed deeply, In the utter shock of her reward.

"Next, Nico, step forward son," said Hades, a slight smile on his face. For him, that was basically balling his eyes out in joy. "For your help with the second Titan war, and for your even more pronounced work bring the two demi-god camps into alignment. I am naming you my heir. You shall be granted, godhood as long as you remain within my domain, that is, as long as you stay in the underworld. You shall be my lieutenant and second in command. If I ever fade, you will achieve full godhood, just as I am now. Once we have recaptured all of the escaped souls and taken care of the dreadfully backed up line, you may return to earth with partial immortality, such as Reyna. You will serve as the emissary between camp Half-blood and camp Jupiter. Do you accept this gift my soon?" Nico hesitated only a split second.

"Yes, I do father." With his assent, the room began to glow faintly. A shimmer fell around Nico as he was turned into something more powerful. Not a god, but not a half-blood either. He was something different entirely. He bowed to his father and rejoined the line with the rest of us.

"Hazel, daughter step forward." Hades shifted into his Pluto form. "For your help in the war, we are granting you the same gift as Reyna. We are also removing your curse. You will still be able to summon jewels and precious metals, but they will only be cursed if you want them to be. Hazel bowed tears in her eyes. She looked slightly confused at why she had been made a praetor and not Frank. As she was about to ask this question, Pluto waved her off. She closed her mouth and returned to the line.

"Frank Zhang, step forward." Ares shifted into his Mars form. "For your accomplishments in the war, we are removing your curse. Hold forth your wood." My mind wanted to giggle at the innuendo, but I mentally slapped myself. Frank removed his little stick and held it forward. Nope, bad mind stop. With a flash, it burned up. We all stood there in shocked silence. Frank clasped his chest as if he expected to die of a heart attack any second. He did not instantly combust or show even the slightest sign of discomfort. He slowly looked at his father. "Your life is no longer connected to that burned up the log. Now it is connected to New Rome, Camp Jupiter, and the twelfth legion. You are now the Immortal Pontifex-Maximus of New Rome. You shall reign even above the praetors. You shall control both the legion and all roman half-bloods. You shall also receive a full-time war blessing. No one shall be able to touch you in battle. This only applies to you while you are actually in combat. Remember Julius Cesar; He also had this blessing, yet he was assassinated. Be wise my son. Frank just stood there in confused silence. Slowly he bowed his head to Mars and returned to the line still in ah.

"Piper McLean, step forward," Aphrodite said calmly. As Piper stepped forward, a blessing similar to the one she had received at her claiming fell over her. Her hair grew out to match perfectly coming midway down her back. Her clothes changed into a stunningly beautiful dress. The odd thing about this dress is it looked like it would not hinder movement in the least or provide any disadvantage in combat. This time, Aphrodite had refrained, wisely, from having any makeup applied. Piper looked gorgeous enough without it. What am I thinking? You killed her lover, and you have the audacity to start thinking like that, stop. Piper looked shocked; she stared at her mother. "This blessing is permanent," Aphrodite said emphatically. It works similar to mine. Those who did not know you previously will see what they think of as the prime example of beauty. Those who knew you before will see you however you want them to. Only your soul mate will see past this blessing to see what you truly look like, even without you allowing them to. In addition to this, you shall be granted partial immortality until you find your soul mate. Now for something every one of my children wishes for, no matter how they are."

Aphrodite stepped off her throne and walked up to Piper. She leaned forward and whispered something in her ear. In was uncanny just how much they looked alike, Especially because Aphrodite only appeared to be a year or two older than Piper. When she stood up straight again, Piper looked even more shocked. She glanced at me quickly before turning away blushing ever so slightly. Aphrodite grabbed Piper by either side of her head before firmly placing a kiss on her mouth. I don't know who was more stunned, me, the demi-god's behind and beside me, the gods, or Piper herself. Pipers face really heated up then as she walked back to join the rest of us.

"Now," Zeus said, in his rumbling voice. "We shall mention the two fallen of the seven prophesied. Both Jason and Leo shall be honored in their death. They shall go straight to the Isles of bliss.

"They were going to anyway," Hades mumbled under his breath, "It was both of their third lives." Zeus glared at his brother. Hades pretended not to notice.

"Anyway," Zeus said, "Next."

"Annabeth Chase, step forward," Athena said a cold, calculating smile on her face. For all I knew, that could have been the nicest face she could summon. As much as I loved my wise girl, I just couldn't stand her mother. Talk about the worst mother-in-law. Man, family reunions would be occurred knowing how much Athena and Poseidon hated each other. "For your accomplishment's against Gaia, we have decided to allow you to construct a new city for Greek heroes, similar to New Rome. You shall be its patron. Your life force shall be connected to it, as long as it stands, so shall you. You shall have the power of a god as long as you stay within its boundaries, or on Olympus when you come to visit or work in the new city. Outside of these areas, you shall have partial immortality like the others have been granted today." We would also extend the offer of full godhood, that is if you want. It would have none of the limitations I spoke of. Annabeth looked back at me. I simply smiled at her. She turned back to her mother.

"Thank you, mother, I am deeply honored by your offer." The gods smiled. "But I don't want godhood. I will accept the first offer. I don't want to live forever. When this civilization dies, I wish to go with it." The god's smile turned into a frown or even open anger. They stared at me as if I had influenced her decision. The first thing the gods needed to understand is that I did not control Annabeth. She made her own decisions. Could it possibly be because of my decision to not except godhood after the Titan war, maybe, but it's her choice, not mine. Finally, the gods nodded at Annabeth; she stepped back into line with the rest of us.

"Finally Perseus Jackson, My son. Step forward." Poseidon bellowed. I stepped forward, fully expecting what was about to come. I had prepared myself and was ready for whatever might happen, at least, that's what I thought. "Perseus, this is the second time you stand before us as the savior of Olympus. This calls for an even greater reward than was offered last time. This time we offer you not only godhood but also a seat on the Olympian council. Do you accept?" I was fully prepared to be offered godhood, but a seat on the Olympian counsel, I just couldn't believe or accept that. I shook my head slowly. Anger began to form on the god's faces.

"I simply can't accept," I said softly.

"Why not?" Zeus demanded.

"With all due respect, Lord Zeus, It is the same reason I denied godhood before. I must stay with Annabeth. I could never abandon her or my other friends."

"But Annabeth was granted partial godship. And the others are immortal. Why would you refuse?" Poseidon asked, anger lacing his words.

"They are not full Immortals; they keep their own personality. I am not willing to risk losing myself by becoming an all-powerful god." Zeus's eyes narrowed, but he remained calm. This actually scared me more than if he had thrown his master bolt at me.

"We were afraid this might happen," Zeus said. "so we prepared a second gift. This one is not an option; it will simply happen whether you like it or not." This made me nervous. "You shall be granted partial godhood, similar to Annabeth. Unlike godhood, which must be accepted willingly, partial godhood does not need to be done willingly. If we were to try and force full godhood on you, your body would be consumed by godly power because of your rejection. Partial godhood does not give you as much power. Therefore it will not consume you when we change you." I nodded in understanding. "Your domain shall be camp half-blood. We have decided to let Dionysus off early for, um, good behavior." The other gods snickered when Zeus said this. "Percy, you shall take his place as the leader of camp half-blood, and it's protector. Same as Annabeth, if you leave your domain you shall be reduced to the same immortal state as a huntress."

"We understand that you and Annabeth have been having troubles sleeping at night." Artemis put in. Zeus nodded in agreement. Artemis threw Annabeth and I a doll of what appeared to be each other. "These will help you sleep, even when you are apart, Artemis said. "You shall both also receive a special nighttime blessing from me."

"That reminds me," Zeus said. "I am offering each of the gods a chance to give you their own personal blessings. This will stay with you even outside of your realm of power." Zeus nodded at Poseidon to begin the process. Poseidon looked at me in disgust

"This is no son of mine, I formally disown him, until he joins us on the council. Then I shall claim his as my own once more." Pain shot through my heart. My own father had disowned me. Sure, he wasn't the greatest father ever, but he was still my dad. It hurt so much just to hear those words leave his mouth. My mind immediately shot back to Gaia's words, even your father shall curse your name, and the day you were born. Was her prophecy coming true? Was I about to be kicked out of Olympus and never allowed to return? I didn't feel like I had been betrayed by any of my friends. The only one who hated me was Piper, and she had every reason to. I didn't feel as if any of my power left me. I realized that I had become strong enough to claim my powers like my own, not my fathers. I snapped back to reality as the gods continued to talk about me. Hera and Demeter had nothing to say to me. This was to be expected. Athena also didn't say anything. I couldn't say I was surprised. What did shock me is what Artemis said.

"I do have a blessing to give Percy." The shock must have been apparent on my face because she giggled slightly, she mostly covered it with her hand though. "I shall give you the blessing that I give my huntresses. You shall have enhanced reflexes, along with increased speed, strength, and stamina. Your abilities with the bow shall also increase. I hear that that particular skill is strongly lacking." I blushed slightly, embarrassed. Why, why was I embarrassed? Why did I feel bad for thinking that I let Artemis down someway? What happened next shocked me almost more then what just went down, if that was possible.

"I also have a reward for the Hero," Aphrodite said in her sultry voice. She still looked slightly nervous because of her form, but she shook it off. She blew a kiss at me. I felt a pink cloud settle around me. When it disappeared, I looked around. Did people suddenly get shorter? No, I realized, I had grown. I now stood at six-foot three-inches. My muscles were well defined, my skin tanned perfectly. I raised the bottom of my shirt to look at my abs. I had a tight eight pack. I heard some of the girls giggle as I checked myself out. I reached up to scratch my chin; I found I had a nice shadow beard. I also felt that my pants were suddenly tighter in a certain area, and no, I hadn't gotten aroused checking myself out. I heard some moans and looked up to find all the girls staring at me. Aphrodite looked impressed with herself. Annabeth just openly stared at me, jaw slightly ajar. Even Artemis blushed slightly looking at me. I felt my pants get slightly tighter. No, why did seeing all the girls looking at me like this get me turned on? Zeus cleared his throat.

"I'm next," said Hermes. "I shall ever be grateful to you, Percy, for what you did for Luke. Even though he betrayed you, you still saw good in him and helped him come back and help us win. I shall grant you the ability to quick travel as I do. The Herme's delivery service shall always be ready to serve you."

"H'm, guess I'm next," said Hades. Ok enough of the shocks today, I can't take much more, my heart might give out. "thank you for all you have done for my children. Because of this, I shall give you the ability to shadow travel, as Nico does now. You shall also be able to control shadow and summon and control the undead. As well I return unto you that which Juno stripped you off, the curse of the Stix. I felt even more shock at this point. I didn't realize I could be surprised so often in such a little time. It's as if the gods were having a contest to see who could shock poor, little Percy the most. I felt the curse take hold of me at once. I felt the point on my back, the only point by which I could be harmed.

"And finally it's my turn," said Hestia, from the fireplace. "I claim you, Percy Jackson, as my champion, and adopted son. I could not do this if Poseidon had claimed you, but since he has realised you, I can claim you for my own." It felt slightly weird having an eight-year-old claim me as her son, but hey, I've experienced stranger things. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

With this, it seemed that the rewards ceremony was over. We were all teleported back to Camp Half-blood. We walked around for a little bit, just stuck in a kind of daze. We didn't quite know what to do now. Annabeth and I headed back to my cabin to sleep. As we were headed to the cabin, Piper stopped me.

"Can we talk for a minute?" She asked. I nodded. Annabeth continued to walk towards the cabin, giving me and Piper some privacy. Piper and I stood there in silence for a minute before I decided to break the silence.

"Piper, I know we haven't properly talked about what happened to Jason." Piper began to speak, but I interjected first and continued talking. "I know you must hate me for what I did. I'm not going to try and defend or justify my actions. I blame myself for what happened. I understand if you never want to talk to me again." Tears formed in Piper's eyes.

"Percy," she began. "I don't hate you." The words startled me so completely I had to take a step back.

"Wh-what?"

"Percy, I don't hate you. Whatever gave you that idea?"

"I-I mean, I killed Jason, I hate myself every day, how could you not loathe the very sight of me?" Piper slapped me across the face. I had fully expected her to hit me at some point in this conversation, but I hadn't expected why she had just now.

"Listen here," Piper said through tears, shaking a finger in my face. "Jason's death was not your fault. He sacrificed his life bravely in order to defeat Gaia. He was going to die one way or another, and he chooses to do it heroically. Don't you dare degrade his death by saying he did anything else? Jason wouldn't want you to blame yourself, and neither do I.

"But, then why have you been avoiding me?"

"I never avoided you; you've been avoiding me."

"But you would tear up and turn away from me whenever you saw me."

"Yes, because you reminded me of Jason. I don't hate you for that; it's just still so fresh I can't help tearing up. And the reason I would turn away is that I can't stand for you to see me cry." I just stood there in complete shocked silence. Have I already mentioned today how many times I've been shocked like this? People need to stop doing his to me, or I'm going to die young of a heart attack. Piper pulled me into a hug, before quickly letting go. A slight blush on her face. "I'll see you tomorrow, Perseus Jackson." She smiled as she left. I headed to my cabin to join Annabeth, my head swirling with all that had happened today.

Over the course of the next year, many interesting things happened. First, I learned that the gods had also included a little gift they forgot to mention. I realized, one day, that I had a college-level education. How I got it, I have no clue, but I had one none the less. Annabeth was gifted with this as well. Now neither of us had to leave Camp Half-blood to attend college. This was a great relief since I had fallen so far behind, while Hera wiped my memories. My mom also found out she was pregnant shortly after I arrived home from Olympus. I was excited to be an older brother. I quickly realized, however, that I would not be able to stay around as much anymore. I couldn't risk attracting monsters here, and endangering the life of my mother, Paul, and my new sibling. I guess this was the god's way of giving me a middle finger. Ha, they would say, now you have to stay at Camp Half-blood and be its guardian deity. I wasn't too angry at them for this.

I was now the leader of Camp Half-blood. I helped train new half-bloods, and there was a lot of new heroes in camp. It seemed the gods subconsciously knew that there was going to be a war and had procreated like bunnies. Almost all the new campers were under thirteen, like normal, but a few were as old as sixteen. These new heroes started showing up shortly after we got Apollo back to godhood. (Oh, that's a long story left for another day.) Oh, and Leo showed back up. Yeah, apparently, he wasn't actually dead. He had the physicians cure with him and used it to bring him back from the dead. When he returned (thanks in part to Apollo. Again, long story) he arrived with a mortal Calypso. To say we were shocked was an understatement. There it is again; I can almost feel my heart about to give out. Any way. Leo and Calypso helped Apollo to complete some quest; then they returned to camp. After that, the new half-bloods started pouring in.

During this time, I began to relax. This was a mistake, I would learn later, but at the time, I was so worn out I just needed a break. Annabeth began constructing New Olympus and New Athens. I hated the days she had to go to Olympus to design the city, but I must admit, she was doing a wonderful job. As a camp leader, I originally moved into the big house; this later changed when Annabeth began designing New Athens. She built our dream home. Even with the gods' blessing of being able to sleep apart from one another, we still preferred to sleep in each other's presence. During this relaxing period, I became good friends with both Aphrodite and Artemis. Aphrodite would come to camp often to check on her daughter's well-being. Artemis on the other hand, I'm not quite sure why she would show up. Each time she had a different reason, but they never quite seem to make sense.

Finally, the fateful week came. Had I known what was going to happen because of that week I would have either stayed in bed or gone on a tour of Greece. That would probably be more fun then what came next. The week I am talking about was the one-year anniversary of the defeat of Gaia. All the surviving heroes that partook in the battle gathered together to remember our losses and celebrate our victory. Camp Jupiter was there, as well as the hunters. Aphrodite, Artemis, and Apollo also came for the party. It was both a somber occasion and a ruckus party. While this may seem like an oxymoron, it wasn't. You just had to be there to understand. The new half-bloods didn't fully understand what was going on. They understood the celebration part of it; that it had to do with winning a war last year, but they had never met the fallen heroes, so they did not grieve for them. The celebration was a ruckus one. Me, wanting to show off how much of a cool new leader I was, may have allowed some alcoholic consumption. Big mistake. As long as I live, (which should be quite a long time, if what Jake says is correct) I will never purposefully give alcohol to a bunch of unsupervised teenagers.

Anyways, at the end of the week, almost everyone was wasted. This excluded the senior demi-gods, and the gods themselves. Annabeth, Nico, and I all shared the godly ability to not get drunk. Most of my friends and the camp counselors had either been conscious with the amount they drank or knew how to handle it well. Pretty much everyone left standing after the party was the following: Leo, Calypso, Piper, Will, Clarisse, Chris, Rachel, Thalia, Phoebe, the Stoll brothers and the Gardner sisters. The Romans left early the last day, with Frank and Hazel being the only two left conscious. Frank also shared the godly ability to not get drunk. Hazel had abstained from drinking for a singular purpose. Apparently, Frank and Hazel had wasted no time in starting their family. Frank and Hazel had gotten married halfway through the summer. Now Hazel was pregnant. She didn't show yet, but she would soon. Reyna, on the other hand, had been the first Roman to get blindly drunk. She managed to stay conscious for a few hours longer than the rest. But eventually, she went down hard. Nico used his enhanced shadow travel abilities, in combination with his sister, to teleport all of the unconscious Romans back to Camp Jupiter.

That afternoon I was lying in a hammock, comfortably resting from the exhausting week. Aphrodite and Artemis sat on the ground next to me quietly talking to each other, and occasionally asking my opinion on different matters. It was kind of funny to watch the two talk. Before this week I would say they couldn't have been anymore unlike, now, however, I was having second thoughts. This week Aphrodite had dropped the news bomb on me that she was a virgin, just like Athena and Artemis. Apparently, all of her children had been brainchildren. Who would have thought that the love goddess herself, had never had sex? It was mind-boggling, but I soon got over it when Artemis confirmed what Aphrodite had said.

There I was, lying in my comforting hammock, listening to two beautiful goddesses talk, then I hear Thalia yell.

"Percy, we've got another one. Get your lazy butt over here."

"Do it yourself," I shouted back.

"Oh no. This is your camp; these will be your campers. GET. OVER. HERE. NOW." Had I known what a pain in the ass these two would be, I would have stayed in my hammock and let them get eaten. Their terrified yells the background music to my conversation with two lovely ladies. I didn't know then what they would do, and my inability to let anyone under my protection gets hurt got the best of me, and I flashed to the bottom of half-blood hill. The first thing I noticed when I got there was Thalia hanging upside down from her pine tree reading a book. Above her and slightly closer to the trunk sat Annabeth, also reading a book. I ran up the hill to see what was going on. As I crested the top, I saw two boys running up towards me. Behind them, my old friend, the minotaur.

"Go," I shouted to the boys. They ran past me and towards the opposite side of the hill. Will and Leo had shown up at the bottom of the hill to figure out what all the yelling was about. Will quickly grabbed the boys and herded them towards the dining pavilion. Leo stayed at the bottom of the hill. Ready to back me up if worse came to worse. Aphrodite and Artemis came running up to see the action as well. Great, Now I have an audience. I thought. Oh well, let's give them a show. "Hey, recognize me?" I shouted at the minotaur. It snorted and pawed the ground getting ready to charge. Yep, He definitely remembered me. He charged at me. I rolled to the right trying to avoid him. As he ran, he threw out his hand and backhanded me into a tree. As I recovered from the blow, he pulled his axe off his back. "Just one year, just one normal year is that too much to ask?" I shouted at the sky.

"Better focus on the Minotaur and not your problems, seaweed brain," Thalia shouted at me.

And thus, you now see how I got where I am. (Go back to the beginning of the story and reread the start if you've already forgotten.) I recovered from the blow the minotaur had dealt me.

"Wuhu, go, Percy, we believe in you," Aphrodite called from the sidelines.

"Leo, some help buddy?" I asked

"Nah man. This one all you. Calypso would kill me if I got killed uselessly."

"You do realize the practical inability of the statement you just said?"

"Dude, she's a sorcerer, plus she somehow managed to get Nico on her side. She would just bring me back to life and kill me again for being an idiot."

"If I was going to kill you for being an idiot, I would have killed you the moment I saw you." Calypso appeared at Leo's side.

"So, does that mean he can help me? I asked hopefully. Dodging and the parring another attack from the minotaur.

"Absolutely not, Perseus Jackson. You have killed it twice before, just do it again."

"Easier said than done. It gets more powerful every time I face it."

"Stop whining your girlfriend is watching," said Nico. I spun to find him walking out of the shadow of Thalia's tree. I sensed the blade just in time. I threw my hand back, casting a wall of ice to block the falling axe. Nico did have a point, then again. "Do you want to help?"

"Nope, I just hear to watch." The minotaur pulled his axe out of the ice, bellowing in rage.

"Annabeth, Please." I may have been whining just a little bit.

"Grow a pair." Was all she responded with. Fine, they want to watch me play rough, I'll play rough. I swiped riptide across my body, sending out ice spikes in a large wave. The minotaur caught most of the ice spikes on the flat of his blade; those that he didn't block bounced harmfully off his thick hide. The minotaur roared in rage and charged me again. I was getting tired really quick of his repetitive attacks. As I went to dodge again, he swung his axe out at me. It crossed my chest, cutting a deep gash along it, throwing me backward. I fell down against another tree. I touched my chest, and my hand came back red. I looked up and saw I had been forced outside of protective barrier camp. I was now mortal, only protected from aging. Luckily the last time I had fought the minotaur I was a mortal, so he didn't find anything unusual about my injury. He walked over to me and grabbed me by my head and picked me up. He was about to crush my skull. I thrust riptide into his arm. He roared and threw me back inside the barrier. Instantly my wound healed. I remained on the ground, face down, not wanting the minotaur to be alerted to the fact I was no longer injured. When he got to me, I flipped over and grabbed his arm. He was shocked to not see a giant gash on my chest. I used my enhanced strength to flip him over my shoulder. He landed hard on the ground. I quickly twisted his arm sharply. I heard a loud snap. The minotaur bellowed in pain. Before he could recover, I grabbed riptide and shoved it into his chest. He disintegrated into golden dust; only his omega-shaped, double-bladed axe is remaining. It shrunk down until it was my size. I reached out my hand, and it flew into my palm.

"Huh, neat," I said. I inspected the weapon. It was made from stygian iron. "Spoil of war, nice."

"Name it." Nico appeared at my side.

"Huh," I said stupidly.

"It's the final step in claiming a new soul weapon. Name it," Artemis said from my other side.

"How does Dimios sound?" I asked. The axe glowed. The word Dimios burning into the blade.

"Greek for the executioner, I like it," Artemis said. The Axe glowed again then disappeared.

"Huh?" I managed to grunt before I felt a searing pain in my left arm. A tattoo of the blade appeared on the underside of my arm, near my wrist. I concentrated on it, and Dimios reappeared in my hand. "Nice." Thalia and Annabeth had climbed down from the tree by this point, or should I say, flipped out of the tree. Thalia didn't even bother the right herself. She just straightened her legs, then flipped mid-air, landing on her feet. Annabeth, not wanting to be outdone, did a backflip off the branch. They both landed next to me.

"Well it's about time for us to get going," Aphrodite said. "See you later Percy. Artemis quickly hugged me, then the two goddesses vanished.
"Well that was something else," Leo chimed in. "We should probably go check in on the new kids before they destroy camp, without my help." Calypso smacked the back of Leo's head. "Ow, I was only joking, relax." That commit earned him a glare before Calypso turned on her heel and walked towards the pavilion. "Hey, wait for me," Leo said, chasing after his girlfriend. Annabeth and Thalia ran after them as well. Nico just nodded to me and stepped back into his shadows. I turned and headed for the pavilion.

How was it? Good, bad, Eh? Do you want more of these stories? Anyway, this is a Percy betrayed story, but I wanted to be a little unique. I'm tired of every Percy betrayed story portraying Jason as an asshole. He's just to good for that. He's like a second Percy. I felt it was better to give him an honorable death, rather than have him betray his best friend. Anyway, I would like you to vote on who you want to be in Percy's mini-harem, eh there's probably a better word for it, but I don't want to give away to much yet. Just now that it can be boys as well as girls. (It will make sense once you read it, especially if you have read the "Time Enough for Love" series by Rober A. Heinlein.) anyway. I will post a story specifically for the voting. Remember to review so I can improve quality.