First PJO story! Whoop whoop! I've been wanting to write a PJO story in a while and my creatice wheels haven't been turning and so now the gears are finally steaming! Enjoy the story demigods!
They offered him immortality, they offered to make him a god among the Olympians; Perseus would be god, siding and serving his father as god of tidal waves, god of loyalty and friendship.
"Percy," Annabeth cried next to him. He turned cupping her cheek. She already knew his decision with the gaze in his eyes. He turned to Zeus.
"I accept." He said sternly. Percy's outward appearance showed courage, fearlessnes; inside he was cowering, terrified of the consequences he might have just walked in. His father beamed proudly, tossing his trident.
It happened in an instant. The moment his father's weapon skimmed his fingers, light blazed. Annabeth had turned away, as did others as he gave off a bright glow. His body, tired from fighting and weak from wounds, grew stronger as did open cuts and purple bruises faded. His clothes changed too, from his tattered jeans and t-shirt to a pearl white tunic and armor atop. Did he really have to wear this? This was bit much for his standards.
He tossed his father's trident back to him, getting out his own weapon. Riptide. His ordinary pen flickered into its true form of a sword. To be honest, Percy felt cool and not an average demigod struggling to stay alive. He could get used to this.
The light settled, and an uproar of applause erupted in the throne room. They were cheering him, praising him Perseus. He glanced around as demigods whooped and hollered. Frank was twirling Hazel around as she held a sword up in pride. Nico was smirking, his arms crossed. Was he okay? Jason had his arm around Piper. They held their weapons up too, smiling. He spotted Chiron, a smile wrinkling his old face as he bowed. And then Percy faced Annabeth.
"I love you, Annabeth Chase." He whispered in her ear, holding her by the waist. She slid her hands up his chest plate, and for a moment he thought she was pushing him away. Direct fear surged up in his throat and his hold tightened on her out of reflex. Don't push me away, he pleaded silently.
"You may be a god Percy Jackson, but you will always be my silly, stupid, frustrating, trouble-making Seaweed Brain. That's what you're the god of: God of Rule Breakers." She pressed her lips to his, her wet tears falling on his face. Percy held her close, his forehead connecting with hers.
"We can still have a future." He said to her, brushing her cheeks and catching her gray stormy eyes. "We can stay in Camp Jupiter, raise a family, grow old, just you and me. Wise Girl and her amazing boyfriend." Percy's teeth flashed, a hint of humor rising. Annabeth chuckled, shaking her head.
"You're crazy." She laughed into his shoulder. They turned to everyone, still cheering. Poseidon thumped the butt of his trident on the palace's marble floor, silencing the crowd. He got to his feet.
"Hail your god Perseus! God of tidal waves! God of Loyalty! And god of friendship!" His father's voice rolled thunderously, much like his brother's, Zeus. Poseidon bowed to his son as did the other Olympians. Annabeth pushed herself away from Percy's arms with a smile and bending her knees in a bow. The others followed, kneeling and falling to one knee.
"Oh come on guys! Cheering was so much better then bowing like I'm a king.' He laughed. Annabeth rolled her eyes. "You're no king. A king would have much better wits." She said. There was a chorus of laughter.
"My best friend is a god!" He heard. Grover pushed through. His burly face looked like he was ready to sob. "My best friend!" This time he did cry out, running to Percy's side and wrapping his arms around Percy's shoulders.
For a moment, Percy was whisked back into hazy memories. He was reliving the moment he met Annabeth, when he was claimed. He relived finding Grover. When he met Calypso for the first time. He relived the painful moment of losing Bianca. Meeting Hazel and Frank. Meeting Jason and Leo. Fighting and sparing with Clarrisse, and listening to all the boring lessons Chiron taught. He relived all the moments he had with Luke, and then losing him too.
Percy opened his eyes. There were multiple things that went wrong, so many things he wish he could change. He denied immortality for the fear he would lose Annabeth but this time, he would watch over her. He could keep all his friends safe, and bridge the gap between gods and demigods forever.
The celebration continued with music and blue soda, and the gods adorned their heroes with gifts. Coach Hedge didn't need the gifts he said he apparently deserved. Percy rolled his eyes at the old goat. Coach said he had a wonderful new baby boy.
"Congrats Coach!" Percy whooped. Annabeth grinned proudly as her mother praised her. Confusion sprung in her eyes and even Percy's when her mother hugged her. Annabeth had sighed out of relief, wrapping her arms around Athena's neck. "Mother." She whispered.
Poseidon approached Percy now, in silence only sporting the face of a very proud father. He slung an arm around his son.
"My son. I remember when you first walked into camp. Now, you stand here 18 years old and a god. I can't express how much pride I have for you. While my other fellow relatives agree that the cause of victory was their own power, but between you and me we can agree that you were a great warrior."
"Dad, it wasn't me." Percy said, he glanced to his friends, to every demigod that fought. "It was them. It was to every one of my friends and every demigod that fought. I only helped."
"That may be so, but Percy, you saved me." His father said to him. Percy said nothing, shock stopping words from forming. He had saved his father? A little voice inside whispered, yes you've saved him more then once. Percy shook his head. "Now, tomorrow you start training as god. I'll need help down at my palace."
"Wait, what about Annabeth?" Percy found himself pulling from his father's grasp. Was he going to be forced to leave her? No, he wouldn't allow that.
"Perseus, being a god means responsibility. You'll be able to see her, just not as often as you hoped." Poseidon swallowed, letting go of Percy and rolling back to heels of his feet. Percy glanced at his girlfriend. She was smiling, hugging her friends and cheering. Her eyes were sparking with happiness. How could Percy leave her? For a moment their eyes met.
"You know, on an occasion, there are some reasons why a demigod exists. Sometimes meant as a sacrifice or sometimes as a gift. I loved your mother Percy, and I felt like I was leaving her permanently every time I went away. The last time I left I made a decision, one going against the oath I made many years ago."
"You left me, as a gift to my mother." Percy rasped.
"I felt as if I left something, a piece of me with her. Percy, it's not easy leaving someone you love greatly." Posiedon eyed Annabeth with tenderness. "She would be a great mother."
"Dad, I can't imagine the problems I had given to my mother when I was younger. With as many past enemies hating my guts, I don't want Annabeth having to worry about protecting our child."
"Well, if you do decide Perseus you will never regret it. Sometimes I felt like I did, but you have made your mother so happy as well as me."
"Yes because having to stay with Gabe and having to change schools all the time made her happy." Percy said sarcastically. His father chuckled.
"And when you made faces when you ate sour candy. Or when you tried to sneak cookies and ended with a bowl on your head. No Percy, I don't think your mother could be any happier."
Annabeth grabbed Piper's hand and Hazel's. They danced and shrieked with laughter. They threw their heads back, hair bouncing. Percy's heart warmed, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face. Percy imagined his girlfriend, twirling their daughter around. He dropped his face. He couldn't do that.
Poseidon walked away as Annabeth glided over to Percy. She pressed her lips to his, her fingers pulling on the straps of his armor. "I want to get you out of these." She whispered. Percy had to hide his face as he blushed. Annabeth giggled.
'Tis the love I feel for this story. There are just no words. It speaks for itself. I apologize if it seems a little dry. I was shooting for angst but it didn't end that way so... Next chapter will be up soon!
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