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How could they forget him? He was the bravest and boldest demi-god to ever live. He was the only one demigod who had the balls and stupidity to challenge Mars. He was the only one who made Minerva bite her tongue. He was the only demigod who was respected by both Romans and Greeks even though the Greeks hated his roman guts. He was the Gods only beacon of light in a dearie dark war. He was the greatest hero to ever live and anyone to know him knew it. He was also the Gods greatest regret.
2 Thousand Years Ago from Present Day…
It was supposed to be a happy day. Sure many people died a few moments ago while others were in critical condition. But it's not like every day that the Gods win the First Giant War. Crowds of people gathered before the throne room of the 12 Olympian Gods. The throne room itself was trashed and destroyed. Only the 12 massive thrones stood upright like a symbol of hope, you can try to destroy us but you won't fully succeed as long as the gods are standing before us. The gods sat in their thrones in their mortal forms watching the sea of people that entered the room. Demigods Roman and Greek alike bowed before the gods, swords and shields lay beside their hunched figures. Nymphs, spirits, naiads, minor gods, satyrs and fauns alike stood in the background watching the thousands of heroes that survived the war. The Olympian gods rose granting the leaders and key players to the war wishes, switching back to back from their Greek and Roman forms.
Then Jupiter or Zeus boomed " Perseus Achilles Jackson, son of Neptune, Praetor of Rome, savior of Olympus, bane of Kronos, bane of Atlas, bane of Porphyrion, bane of Gaea and bane of many monsters please stand." With those words said the huge sea of people parted making way for the greatest hero to ever live. A young man limped through the parted crowd to stand before the thunderous gods. Many nymphs and naiads and even some female minor gods fainted at the sight of the 17-year-old warrior. His clothes were ripped, dirty and covered with red and gold blood stains. Many could see his almost shirtless athletic figure standing at 6'2. His black hair was matted with sweat, dirt and blood yet he looked handsome as ever with his smooth and chiseled features and lovely sea green eyes. He stood before the gods defiantly, riptide in hand his trusted sword a gift from his father.
"Perseus you have fought in both the titan war and now this one. You have lead armies of demigods to victory. You have risked your own life countless times yet you still live. You are traitor Perseus. As Jupiter and Zeus, king of the gods, heavens and council of the gods I stripe you of your many titles and power. You are disgrace your own father and us you don't deserve to die. We sentence you to Tarturus to spend eternity with your patrons. We hope you rot in hell. Any last words Perseus." Jupiter said with anger and maliciousness. Venus had tears in her eyes. Minerva had a look of glee so did Mars and Diane. Neptune had a look of disappointment on his face as he watched his son. Hermes, Apollo, Vulcan and Juno looked unpleased with Jupiter. Yet Perseus didn't bat an eye he just stared defiantly at the gods.
"You are stupid and selfish, all of you. Some of you may have a heart of gold. I wish for the worst. You don't respect demigods and that will be your default in coming years. I am innocent but of course talking to you Jupiter is like talking to a wall. You will never listen. I wish the best to those who support me. Lady Hestia and Lord Hades I hope the best for both of you. To my legion and my fellow warriors I am sorry you have to fight another pointless war because of these petty and insolent gods. I am loyal to you. I am not guilty. I hope you believe me. Go to hell all of you including you Neptune. You will regret this I promise you." Percy said angrily as he spat at Jupiter's feet. With a flash of a thunderbolt he was gone and banished to Tarturus.
Present Day…
The gods to this day regret what they did. He was right they need him now. The gods have another war with the giants. A war they are sure to lose because now they don't have the roman Praetor.