A/N I don't own the PJATO or the HOO series' characters. That's Rick Riordan's job, doesn't help him by making new characters every day, but whatever.

Chapter 1

Here I am, back in the Olympian throne room, a chance at becoming what I denied 3 years earlier. My name is Perseus Jackson, but call me Percy, son of Poseidon. You know those Greek gods, you know Zeus, Hera and all those, and well they're real. They move with what's called the heart of the West, and no, I don't know if it's a real heart or not. Right know, they reside in America. Anyway, if you want to know what I get a chance at, I'll tell you: godhood. You heard me, godhood; though this isn't the first time I was offered it. The first time, 3 years ago, we've just beaten my evil grandfather Kronos, and I was offered godhood because of it. Contrary to common belief, I couldn't say yes, because back then I was in love with a certain daughter of Athena that wasn't offered the same thing.

That all changed when she dumped me to be with this new Apollo kid, Joe. I was heartbroken. Therefore, the next day, I left to train at my dad's palace in Atlantis. I trained for 3 years, and defeated many monsters on missions assigned by my dad. I used the training as a way to get over my recent heartbreak. I got stronger in not only sword fighting, but also my control over water, and archery, which is unusual for a child of Poseidon, since we all, including my dad, stink at it. The Olympians were impressed with my dedication and skill, and decided I was too powerful not to be a god, but not just any god, an Olympian god.

So now, here I am in the throne room, thinking about whether I should become a god or not. I thought about all the friends I still had, Nico, Grover, Tyson, Thalia, and others.

"I agree," I decided, "to become a god. I only have one question."

"Dear nephew," said Zeus, unusually nicely, "what would that question be?"

"What would I be the god of exactly?" I asked

"Ah," said Zeus, "That shall be decided after you become a god. Now if you're ready, I will make you a god. It will pinch a little, so don't worry."

As he said that, he started chanting and raised his thunderbolt before striking me with it. I immediately blacked out when it hit. As I blacked out, I started hearing prayers from the campers and thinking about how fast word gets around about a new god.