This fanfiction you are about to read is actually based on a roleplay forum that I used to be on. However, the RP has been dead for about 2-4 years now. I decided to carry on it's legacy.

I have nothing to do with the PJO books, I am only writing a story based on it as a fan.

Bryony

I couldn't help but feel anxious as the enormous golden double door loomed in front of me. It shined so beautifully, I could see my own reflection as though it was in a mirror. In it, I saw tall and slender girl with pale skin, long black hair and radiant purple eyes who was wearing a purple t-shirt and a pair of washed-out jeans. Not exactly attire you'd choose to wear when meeting with the gods of Olympus, but it'll do.

Beside me stood a small feeble girl with a rope of blonde hair and wearing a Greek tunic. She held a golden platter in her hands, which had a golden cup rested on it. She seemed more nervous than I was.

"Are you nervous, my lady?" she asked

"Not even a bit" I lied.

"You should be. Zeus frowns upon hubris"

"True but he takes advantage of fear and insecurity"

"I just fear that you'll offend him. Not to offend, but you have quite the reputation of- oh! The door is opening"

If it was one thing this girl was good at, it was stating the obvious. Slowly, the doors creaked and parted from one another and behind it stood the courtroom of the Olympians. The walls and floors were an immaculate gold, projecting the same blinding shine the double door had. Twelve thrones, the size of small buildings, formed a semi-circle around the center. The twelve Olympians, massive as they were, sat upon their own respective thrones. The girl nudged me and with a flick of her chin, motioned me towards the center.

We both walked, cautious but with haste. I soon realized that not all twelve Olympians were present. No, three were missing. I counted Hephaestus, Athena and Artemis. It seemed out of place for an Olympian to miss a meeting. Maybe I just wasn't important enough to be acknowledged.

The girl walked ahead of me and, when in proximity, bowed to Zeus. She held out the platter with the cup. "I present to you, Bryony Hysteria, my liege. I have also brought you your favorite wine, if it pleases you" she announced. Hera, Zeus' wife, looked at the young thing with a scorn that could curdle milk and dry grapes. However, Zeus just gave her a nod of acknowledgement. "Thank you, Ganymede. Leave the platter and be gone" he ordered. Ganymede bowed respectfully, placed the platter on the floor and raced out of the room. The door creaked and slammed behind her.

Zeus sat back in his chair and began to stroke his great grey beard. He seemed to smirk as he stared daggers at me. "So, Bryony Hysteria, we finally meet. I have heard much about you," he began. I felt uneasy with the tone in his voice, it sounded almost mocking. "You have quite the reputation, might I say? One day, you're saving demi-gods and the next, you're releasing hellhounds in the city" he said. I hear a chuckle come from Hermes and I couldn't help but feel more proud than ashamed. Regardless, Zeus continues.

"If I am to remember correctly it was you, Bryony Hysteria, who led the demigods to battle at the fall of Camp Half-Blood. Though futile, it was very valiant and you deserve all praises," He stopped and shifted uncomfortably in his chair. "However, it has come to my attention that an important decision was made without my say" he said and leaned forward. I could feel the transition from being easy going to being sinister. "You, Bryony Hysteria, was made immortal" he said, his tone sharper than a butcher's knife.

The throne room fell into a silence. It was obvious the first person to open their mouth would get a lightning bolt thrown into it. I wasn't about to taste lightning, so I just lowered my head and held my tongue.

Zeus' eyes were cold, void of emotions.

"One cannot simply BECOME immortal!" he boomed

"Percy Jackson had" I retorted

"Percy Jackson had proved himself!" he shot back. His brother, Poseidon, lowered his gaze and his face had hardened. The reference to his son had really hit him hard, and I felt almost guilty. Zeus was the first to take notice.

"Perseus Jackson was a fine warrior" Zeus said to reassure his brother.

"Is" he muttered

"Is a fine warrior" Zeus agreed.

For those who don't know who Percy Jackson was, I suggest you move out from that rock you're living under. Percy Jackson was the son of Poseidon, and the demigod who ultimately saved the world from Cronos. He had disappeared, only to be found later with a group of Roman demigods. Long story short, Rome, Underworld, everyone went home nice and dandy. Now he was disappeared again and the Olympians needed him more than ever. At the destruction of Camp Half-Blood, Percy had fought beside me against the never-ending legions of monsters. Whether he was among the dead, or is incognito like the other demigods is unknown.

Zeus cleared his throat, a futile attempt to diffuse this awkward situation. "Either way, you understand what I am trying to say. We cannot be handing out immortality passes willy-nilly. It must be earned. So, before I take away your immortality, tell me why you deserved it in the first place" he sneered.

All eyes were on the puny demigod now. I took a sharp breath then began to speak.

"As we all know, a year ago, Camp Half-Blood was destroyed at the hand of an unknown enemy. Ever since, the Olympians have been tirelessly trying to bring this invisible force to light. Meanwhile, we demigods continue to hide in the shadows, with no home or no training. Fearing being discovered by whatever creatures lurked the streets. I believe that it's time that we join the war." I explained. No one was surprised by this argument; they had all heard it before. Aphrodite was the first to retort, however.

"And what exactly do you have to offer?" she asked, her voice overflowing with malice. She knew exactly what, but she was trying to undermine me. She held a special grudge against me, but I didn't let this deter me.

"Information. I've learnt the identity of the enemy" I said. If Zeus had leaned in any closer, he would have been tumbling on the floor. However, I could tell his interest was now peaked.

"Oh? Do tell?"

"They call themselves the Bane of the Punished. A group created to thwart the gods for revenge"

"And how did you come across this piece of information?" Aphrodite questioned, sounding quite accusing

"Simple. A contact named Connor Stoll, a son of Hermes" I replied

"THAT'S MY BOY!" Hermes chimed proudly.

Zeus cleared his throat again. "This IS interesting information. At least we have an idea on what we are dealing with" he said.

"Are we forgetting that Percy Jackson had fought countless monsters and defeated Kronos! It would seem unfair to-"

"Quiet Aphrodite!" Zeus ordered. Aphrodite fell silent, and I had to do my best to stifle a smile. "Bryony has proven herself" he says and turns to me. "I will allow you to rally your troops and prepare the demigods for war. However, I will have to strip you of your immortality. It is only fair" he said.

Someone cleared their throat. A man with long dark locks and purple eyes, who was strangling a cup in his hand. In his normal form, he was a small and plump impish looking man. But now, he was a fit as the rest of the Olympians. If I had grown by 500 feet, got massive biceps and a beard, I would have looked just like him.

"Father, I implore you to reconsider. The girl has not proved herself yet, but imagine what greatness she can fufill" Dionysus started. All eyes were on him. "We saw what she did at Half-Blood. She's a natural leader. I suggest you let her remain immortal. Not only as a gift but insurance" he said and glared at me. "With the immortality, she will learn the truth of life and death, war and peace. And by the end of this 'Invisible War', she will be begging to be mortal again. And only then will we grant her wish" he said and sipped a purple liquid from his cup.

Zeus scratched his beard thoughtfully. The Olympians whispered among themselves, discussing this new proposal. "Very well, Dionysus. I will grant your wish. Hysteria will keep her immortality, but with it will work to reunite the demigods and assist us in the Invisible War; this I hereby DECREE!" he announced. A loud roll of thunder boomed and echoed of the golden walls. "You are dismissed Bryony" he ordered.

I shifted from one foot to another. There was one thing that I wanted to know for sure, but I didn't know how to ask. "If it pleases you, Mr. Zeus, I wanted to know where 'he' was" I asked. Zeus' eyes tightened to a slit. He looked annoyed.

"He?"

"You know…him"

It took only a second for the rest of the court to catch on. There were moans of annoyance, laughs of mockery and sighs of pity. The news had traveled fast on Olympus that a certain minor god had 'thing' for me.

"Why don't you just get over him! He doesn't you, demigod. You're not his type, he wouldn't breathe on someone with your wardrobe." Aphrodite bellowed. There was stifled laughter from some of the Olympians. At this point, I've have it with her. No molecule of respect was going to make me take that. If she was going to bark, I'd bark right back. "At least I own a wardrobe! You barely wear clothes!"

Aphrodite's face was red with fury and embarrassment. Dionysus and Hermes were now roaring with laughter. The other gods looked away from our squabbles except for Ares who was snarling at me.

"Enough!" Zeus shouted. Immediately, everyone stopped and looked as stern and as at-attention as possible. "Bryony, you have your wish. Now out! Before I change my mind". He didn't have to tell me twice. I immediately turned around and literally bolted through the now-open golden doors. Despite my remarks to Aphrodite and Zeus' threat, I had a huge smile on my face. I had faced the gods and escape unscathed. I could keep my immortality. And I was to regroup the demigods. I was triumphant.

Ganymede led me down the brick road of Mount Olympus towards the portal back to the world, which was humbly disguised as an elevator. The dome that housed the throne room seem to shrink behind us. When she pressed the button, the door slid apart to reveal Hermes and Dionysus. Hermes stepped out of the elevator, a mischievous smile plastered on the face.

"Bryony, right? I like you, Bryony. Email me if you need me" he said and handed me a crushed-up piece of paper. Before I could thank or question him, Hermes had already pranced off down the road.

"Thank you, Ganymede. I can take it from here" Dionysus ordered. Ganymede ran off and Dionysus beckoned me into the elevator. I obeyed, and the elevator doors closed shut. The elevator shook to life and we began to gradually descend.

"I'm impressed, Hysteria. You managed to walk away, even after that outburst"

"My name isn't Hysteria. You can treat me more like your daughter if you really tried"

"I don't think I'd have to. A tongue like yours is proof enough"

He chuckled at his joke, but I didn't find it amusing in the slightest.

"Why did you even vouch for me if you'd be like this?"

"Because someone needs to help the demigods. Zeus won't admit it, but we are losing this war. We need all the reinforcements we can get" he explained.

"Is that the only reason?"

"Not exactly, but I don't have to tell you anything I don't have to"

"Fair enough. So what do you suggest I do?"

"Good question. About three months ago, we received a message. A distress call addressed from Aunty Em's Gnome Emporium"

A shiver ran down my spine. It was no secret to what really lied in the Gnome Emporium.

"If you want a start, I suggest you start there"

"Thank you. And…one more thing"

"If you're about to ask about your 'lover', save it. He's doing his job, you will do yours. End of discussion"

I had to smile at his fatherly display of jealously. Before I could retort, the doors slid open and I was back on the top of the Empire State Building. As soon as I stepped out, the coldness of the breeze nipped at my skin.

"Hysteria", he called after me. I turned and saw him staring purple daggers at me. "Don't make me regret my decision" he warned and the golden doors closed back together, and became concrete.

DISCLAIMER: Hey guys i'm back. I haven't written in a loooong time (last year summer i think), but I've returned with a Percy Jackson Fanfiction. I'm proud of this, because before I type, I handwrite a story. If I remember correctly, this was 14-16 pages of 2,141 words. I've NEVER written that much (however, i've recently written an orginal piece, and it was at least 20 pages). So, I'm gonna warn you, my writing might be a bit more darker than The Great Riodran's, and I'll try and include as much humor as I can. But in the meanwhile, thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it. Thanks again and see you next time