AN: First fanfic, before accusing me of copying someone, know I have probably not read that story. If I have borrowed an idea from someone, I will put who and what at the bottom. If you're gonna hate, hate somewhere else.

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HOO, I only own the OC's I create.

Chapter 1:

The gods thundered into the throne room in full battle regalia, expecting a throw-down with the Titan Lord, but instead saw a green-eyed, black haired demigod, standing over the broken body of Luke Castellan, Annabeth's dagger in Luke's hand.

"We need a shroud. A shroud for the son of Hermes."

Percy's voice cracked as he spoke, betraying the sadness he felt.

Artemis POV

I ignored most of the reward ceremony, and when they got to Percy, I was preparing to make him into a god.

"No." Percy said.

A dozen thoughts whirled through my head, and Zeus looked so thunderstruck (oh, the irony) that I almost laughed.

"No ? You are...turning down our generous gift?"

"I feel honored and everything. Don't get me wrong. It's just...I've got a lot of life left to live. I'd hate to peak in my sophomore year."

I understood him completely. Hell, thats why I let hunters age a little before becoming immortal. My attention was jerked back when he said,

"I do want a gift, though. Do you promise to grant my wish?"

"If it is within our power."

"It is. And it's not even that difficult. But I need you to promise on the River Styx."

"What? You don't trust us?" Dionysus said incredulously.

"Someone once told me you should always get a solemn oath." I immediately guessed Hades.

Hades shrugged. "Guilty."

"Very well! In the name of the Council, we swear by the River Styx to grant your reasonable request as long as it is within our power." By now the suspense was killing me, and I could hear thunder boom.

"From know on, I want you to properly recognize the children of the gods. All the children . . . of all the gods."

At this, I smirked at Apollo, who was turning as white as his teeth. Seriously, he had more children then Aphrodite.

"Percy, what exactly do you mean?" Zeus asked carefully.

"Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents. They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason.

I watched the gods argue back and forth with each other and Percy, and was moderately surprised when they granted his request. I didn't really care. I had no children, of course.

"All hail, Perseus Jackson. Hero of Olympus . . . and my big brother!" Tyson said, or rather, bellowed.

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Percy POV

When Annabeth and I were in the elevator, my mind was sucked somewhere else, like I was in a dream.

I saw Greeks fighting . . . Trojans? I turn around and saw two of my least favorite people, or gods: Phobos and Deimos

"Why are you two pricks here? And is this really the Trojan War?" I asked, anger turning my voice hard.

"Relax, punk," said Phobos "we're here because the Trojan War created so much fear, so much terror, that we are our strongest here."

"Let me rephrase the question: Why the hell am I here." I said, getting more annoyed by the second.

"We owe you a gift, as the Titan War made us very powerful, punk." said Deimos, looking disdainfully at me. "We're gonna give you our blessing, so you can cause fear, and see a person fears, just by wishing.

"Just a tip," Phobos said, "fear is for individuals, terror is for crowds, and you can shield yourself from other's, and your own, fears."

They blasted me with powerful red light and I felt the new power race through me.

I was sent back to my body when the elevator dinged as it reached the first floor. Annabeth and I walked out, hand and hand, to a smiling Mom and Paul.

Meanwhile, on Olympus, the party was in full swing.

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Artemis POV

After a few hours of sitting in a corner, occasionally amusing myself by turning those annoying males into jackalopes, I flashed back to the hunters. I felt that celebrating with my hunters was way better than on Olympus, and I needed to mourn for my dead Hunters. They are each my priestesses, my worshipers, and I felt the loss of power from each of them.

As I approach the camp, I questioned Thalia, "How many?"

"Not good," she replied, "at least twenty dead, and our wolves and falcons have been decimated."

"Who?"

"Tara and Tera, Scarlett, Kerry-" She broke off as her voice cracked, "I'm sorry, I can't do this, just see whose left."

I could hear the grief in her voice. The twins, Tara and Tera, were two of her closest friends in the hunt, her true sisters.

"Just get some sleep," I commanded, "we will all grieve together in the morning."

The night passed too quickly, me only getting fitful snatches of sleep. When the morning came, I woke the hunters and gathered them in a clearing in Central Park.

"In memory of our fallen sisters, we will erect a cairn, as large as possible, to commemorate their sacrifice." I said. They all nodded, and began to collect stones. I found twenty large-ish, flat stones, and using my silver fire, burned the names of all the fallen hunters in them.

Tara- Daughter of Richard Brook

Tera- Daughter of Richard Brook

Christy- Daughter of John Keats

Kerry- Daughter of Morpheus

Alaltun- Daughter of Temjuin

Scarlett- Daughter of Hebe

China- Daughter of Marcus Sorrows

Tullia- Daughter of Marcus Tullius Cicero

Theo- Daughter of Apollo

Kim- Daughter of Iris

Theia- Daughter of Hecate

Clodia- Daughter of Publius Claudius Pulcher

Alex- Daughter of Ares

Andrea-Daughter of Ares

Melbourne- Daughter of Marilyn Jones

Dani- Daughter of Aphrodite

Wilkes- Daughter of Steven Berkly

Sylvia- Daughter of Nemesis

Cleo- Daughter of Athena

Virginia- Daughter of Eleanor Dare

I brought them back and laid them on top of the considerable stack of rocks my hunters collected. Then, to make sure they were remembered, I lit a fire that would burn forever on top of the completed cairn.

After that, there was nothing to do but grieve and try to comfort one another.

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Percy POV

When I woke up, I felt good, scratch that, I felt ecstatic. I had finally kissed Annabeth, and although she looked nervous, I was in heaven. I was so happy, I had to stop myself from skipping down to the pavilion with a whistle on my lips.

I made my sacrifices to Poseidon, but threw in a little for Phobos and Deimos, mainly because I was happy, and hey, maybe they aren't such big jerks after all. After breakfast, I took a "refreshing" swim in the canoe lake, and was about to emerge when I heard excited whispering.

"He's so hot . . ."

"Totally, right?"

"Like, Narcissus hot."

I looked around and saw a few nymphs looking at me and giggling.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" said Nymph 1.

"Can I marry you?" asked Nymph 2.

"I love you forever." shouted Nymph 3.

"I'm sorry ladies, but I already have Annabeth." I said, searching for a way to get out of here.

"But she doesn't . . ." Nymph 3 started.

"Shut up! He doesn't know yet." Nymph 1 hissed.

I froze and said "I don't know what?"

"Nothing!"

"Not a thing!"

"You know everything!"

I sighed and walked off to the sword training area. Nothing is a better workout then tearing apart a few dozen dummies.

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Annabeth's POV

I watched him start slicing through the dummies like his life depended on it, and looked on with a mixture of awe and fear. There was a cloud of straw around him as he disembowel the dummies. What if he knew? The nymphs near the lake were talking about it earlier, and they aren't good at keeping their mouth shut...

With around ten dummies left, he sheathed Riptide and started tearing them apart with his bear hands. He might kill me if he knew... Then in a display of massive strength, he lifted the second-to-last one, and as if wielding a massive hammer, smashed the last one with it. I was almost too preoccupied with my thoughts to notice the conch horn call for dinner.

Percy's POV

Dinner was normal, extra lean barbecue, with corn and coleslaw, I approached the brazier, and pushed in a third of my food to Poseidon.

"Thank you for being such a good father to me."

The air was humming with excitement, as there was a Capture the Flag match tonight. Chiron stomped his hoof against the stone and announced the teams. Blue Team: Poseidon, Hermes, Hephaestus, Apollo and a few minor god's cabins against Red Team : Everybody else.

Good News: We had the best trappers.

Bad News: We were outnumbered about two to one, and with no "god of war" cabins.

As captain, I decided our strategy: leave the flag heavily trapped and high up, but with no guards. Then call a banzai charge against whatever defenses they had. The campers formed an arrowhead, with me at the front, Connor and Travis Stoll on either side of me.

"Their here!"

I turned to see the Ares and Athena cabins in a perfect phalanx, pushing towards us.

I did the most natural thing.

"Charge!" I shouted, running at the phalanx, leading a stampede. Once we reached them, I swung my sword to knock as many spear points out of the way as possible, creating a hole in the phalanx. I cut one guy in the shoulder, while using my shield to hit another camper. IT was a girl from Athena, and I knocked her out cold. The other guy was back again, and after dodging his thrust, I picked him up and tossed him at one of his buddies. Then the electric spear hit me.

Clarisse had her third electric spear in her hands, catching me in the side with the shaft of the spear. Did she buy them in bulk or something?

Both the allies and enemies formed a circle to watch us fight. I readied Riptide as Clarisse started twirling her spear. I started by dodging in close, where the spear would be less effective. I slashed at her chest, she responded by blocking it, then punching me right on the nose which threw me backwards.

"What's the matter, Prissy? Giving up already?"

"Not in your wildest dreams, Clary" I said back, taking my shield off my arms.

Clarisse suddenly had to dodge as I threw Riptide at her. Then again as I ran forward, swinging the shield, rim first in a completely unorthodox style at her. It caught her spear and threw it off to one side. Now it was an offensive shield vs a defensive shield. I pulled her shield the side, ramming he chest with the rim of my shield, then dancing backwards as she tried, and failed, to punch me.

"Are you sure you don't want to surrender, Clary?"

She roared and charged me, using her shield as a massive battering ram. She seemed a bit surprised when she rammed into a tree, one right behind me. I held my shield to her throat, and said,

"Yield?"

"Yes..." she grumbled, annoyed at losing.

We might have won at that point if the other teams attacking force returned and flanked us. Now we were surrounded.

"Travis, Conner! Grab the flag! I'll distract them!" I yelled, and charged the mob of enemies, slashing, stabbing, and bludgeoning. I like a whirlwind. In fact, I was a whirlwind, a minutare hurricane forming around me. In this time, Travis was able to sneak up to the flag, and steal it. Now we had a few dozen angry campers charging after our small retreating force.

"Everyone non-Travis! Form a wall!" I shouted

The enemy campers charged, spears out. The spears crashed into our shields, sending sparks flying. They were shocked when our lines held, and I used the opportunity to hit one with the flat of my blade, then another with my shield. Two down, dozens to go. But thankfully not, as a panting, sweating Travis splashed across the river.

"Blue Team wins!"

Chiron trotted up, and we immediately started bragging about our exploits in previous games. We also had to restrain a red-faced Clarisse from "accidentally" hitting me with her spear. It was called Lamer than Ever Before, after her old spear Lamer.

Eventually, I got to Annabeth. And kissed her, of course.

"Good game, Annabeth." I said.

"How did you get so many campers while still guarding the flag?"

"I didn't. The flag had no guards, it was wide open."

"What? We had twice as many campers than you, and you left no oneto guard the flag?"

"Divide and conquer, right? My whole plan was yelling "Charge!"

"I always underestimate how reckless you are." Annabeth sighed

We started walking and talking back to the cabins while holding hands.

"Percy, why are we stopping?" complained Annabeth.

"This is my cabin. I'm pretty sure this is where I sleep." I said, the smirked, "Unless you want to sleep with me already?"

"Oh...ah...um...right." Annabeth stuttered, her face flushed.

"Well, run along now, although I'm sure you want to sleep with me here." I teased her, laughing as her face turned even redder than before, but I also saw a flash of fear in her eyes, but the emotion so quick I discounted it.

Annabeth's POV

As I stomped back to the Athena cabin, is was torn between loving him and hating him for annoying me so much. As much as I hope we'll get to the sleeping phase yet, to my mind, it was wierd. My analytical brain kept saying "You're cousins! This is gross!" The debate was still going on in my head after I fell into bed, remembering the other complications Aphrodite had thrown in my love life.

AN: I have borrowed the Guardian idea from so many authors, I don't think anybody cares.

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