Hey everyone, my first story so sorry if it's a little sloppy. I know this first chapter is a little generic, but it's necessary and it takes a more unusual direction from here (or at least that's what I'm trying to do). Hope you like it and please comment any suggestions about where I should take this or what to do. Also, should I keep this a Percabeth story? Or should I change it to a Pertemis story or someone else (which I can do easily)? My only problem was that I've read so many Pertemis stories that I kinda miss good ol' Percabeth. Let me know in the comments. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Percy POV

A winds howled, thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed. A violent storm was raging outside of Camp Half-Bloods weather spell, the only solace in it being it wasn't the raging of the Olympians. But with each disturbance, each thunderous boom, a certain raven haired, sea green eyed boy on the beach couldn't help but feel a part of his soul crack beneath him. With each rising wave, he could see them, the faces: Luke, Zoe, Bianca, Silena, Ethan, and all the others. Friends and foes, those he had fought and those who died fighting beside him. With each howl of the wind, he remembered the dying wails of agony and all those final plea's.

It had been over three months since the end of the Giant War, and surprisingly it had been the worst three months of Percy's life. It had been peaceful, no quests or prophecies, no more wars or giant battles, no world-ending threats lying on the horizon. What made it worse was that this is what Percy had been dreaming of for years, to finally be able to sit back and not worry about who is going to try and kill him tomorrow. He had been fighting since he was twelve, always wary of the next threat approaching, but with nothing happening and having the first time in years to himself, his thoughts couldn't help but wander to the horrors of the past despite the promising look of good things to come.

Flashback 3 months ago

Cheers and smiles covered Olympus. The war had been won, Gaea was slain, Roman and Greek demigods had joined together, and the troubles that had plagued Olympus for so long seemed to be at an end. The Seven walked together through the streets of Olympus, wading through the crowds of minor gods, nature spirits, campers, and friends all there to celebrate victory and commemorate the heroes. Even Leo was there after basically faking his death, giddy and beaming from all those cheering him and his friends, as if just a few days ago he hadn't just gotten the scolding of his life from his friends who were mad at him for dying on them and making them grieve.

They finally reached the throne room, stopping if only for a moment to take it all in. No matter how many times they came here and even with the reconstruction not having been completed, the marble pillars inlaid with gold and silver with the incredible designs and artwork were just as beautiful. They stepped into the center of the room, the crowds following and spreading out around the room, leaving The Seven in the spotlight before the twelve Olympians sitting on their thrones. Even Hestia and Hades sat there, albeit in smaller guest thrones as they were not on the council.

"SILENCE!" Zeus yelled over the noise while smashing his master bolt, creating a massive booming noise. Everyone immediately hushed down. "We gather here to celebrate our victory over Gaea and her dark forces! But also, we gather to celebrate the seven heroes and their friends who we could have never won without!" Everyone quickly cheered, invigorated by the pride and joy in Zeus's voice. The other Olympians were also smiling, gazing down in pride at their children, the children who brought them honor and saved Olympus.

"Reyna Ramirez-Arellano, daughter of Bellona, step forward!" said Jupiter, having switched to his Roman aspect for her. Reyna stepped forward, kneeling before him. "For your loyalty to Olympus, bravery in battle, exceptional leadership, and commitment to peace between the camps, we would like to offer you partial immortality, allowing you to live forever lest you fall in battle."

"I gratefully accept," said Reyna, her awe-filled smile threatening to break her face.

"Very well," said Jupiter, beaming in pride at having her lead the camp named for him. He raised him palm till it faced her and a bolt of lightning shot out at her. It didn't hurt, but a golden glow wrapped around her for a brief moment before dissipating. She bowed once more before being tackled in a hug by her mother Bellona who walked her back into the crowd.

"Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Ares, and Will Solace, son of Apollo, step forward!" said Zeus, back in his Greek form for the Camp Half-Blood counselors. They both stepped forward, bowing to the gods before rising and facing them.

"Clarisse, my daughter, the council would grant you partial immortality as well, for your leadership and bravery," Ares said, joy filling his voice.

"We would do the same for you, Will," said Apollo, looking like the happiest man alive.

"I gratefully accept," they both said. With that, their parents shot a beam of energy into the respective children, and the same golden aura surrounded them before quickly leaving. Apollo and Ares both got off of their thrones to hug their children before all returned to where they were.

"Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, step forward!" yelled Zeus, and so Nico did like the others before him. Hades stepped forward.

"My son, the Olympian council, for not just your actions in this war but everything you have done for Olympus and the camps, would make you a minor god and my lieutenant in the Underworld."

Everyone laughed as Nico's jaw dropped practically hitting the floor, the shock amusingly evident on the face of the boy who seemed to never show any emotions.

"I would be honored, father," he said, kneeling in respect. Smiling, the Olympians all pointed their palms at Nico, blasting him with an assortment of colored energies before a black aura appeared around him.

"All hail Nico di Angelo, Lieutenant of the armies of the Underworld and minor god of spirits, fallen soldiers, and shadows, heir apparent of Hades!" Said Zeus to widespread applause and cheering. Nico got up before tackling his father in a hug, something everyone found amusing as the God of the Underworld was clearly not used to that sort of affection.

"Leo Valdez, son of Hephaestus, Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto, Frank Zhang, son of Mars, Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite, Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, and Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, step forward!" Said Jupiter, changing aspects for his son with excitement in his voice. Everyone looked at Percy, slightly hesitant, but he nudged them forward with an encouraging smile on his face. "The Olympian Council has discussed, and, for all of your accomplishments and for saving Olympus, we would like to offer each of you minor godhood."

The six in the center of attention all startled in excitement. The only person who seemed hesitant was Annabeth, looking back at Percy worriedly, but he nodded at her encouragingly. Percy, of all people, knew that his Wise Girl deserved nothing less. They all turned back to one another and nodded, smiling.

"We accept your offer," they said in unison. Once again, each of the Olympians shot a beam of light at the beloved heroes with a different colored aura appearing around each.

"All hail Leo Valdez, minor god of fire, crafts, and metals! All hail Hazel, minor god of jewels, sanctuaries, and mist! All hail Frank Zhang, minor god of animals, transformation, and sacrifice! All hail Piper McLean, minor god of natural beauty, bravery, and true love! All hail Jason Grace, minor god of the thunder, lightning, and wind! All hail Annabeth Chase, minor god of architecture, wisdom, and planning!" The throne room erupted into a thunderous applause, everyone cheering and clapping, before each of the six jumped up and hugged their respective godly parent.

"And last, but certainly not least, step forward Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, slayer of Kronos, bane of giants, defeater of Gaea, and hero of Olympus!" said Zeus. As I stepped forward, I looked up to my father sitting on his coral throne and couldn't help but gin at the proud tears and smile on his face. I bowed to the gods before looking up at them all, spending a minute observing each of them. All of them beamed at me, even Ares who refused to not call me a punk and Hera who hated me. "Percy, you have completed countless quests for Olympus and defeated any of its enemies that threatened. You have shown immense loyalty, courage, and selflessness," he grumbled the last part, certainly thinking when I turned down my last offer to become a god. "You have stopped civil war, helped many gods, and saved Olympus, not once, but twice! The council has thought long and hard about what to offer you, and, surprisingly enough, all agreed on this. Percy Jackson, we would offer you not only godhood, of which your domains would be heroes, tides, salvation, and loyalty, allowing you wiggle room with the Ancient Laws, but also… a spot on the Olympian Council!" Everyone in the room gasped at that, absolutely shocked. Even I my jaw dropped. A spot on the Olympian Council! You can't be offered more than that! "Do you accept our offer?"

I took my time. I went around the room, looking each Olympian in the eye as they nodded at me encouragingly. I looked at my friends, each one of them looking at me with smiles bigger than Olympus itself. Lastly, I looked at Annabeth, gazing at her eyes. She looked at me and I understood exactly what she was saying: Do it! You deserve it! Wise Girl and Seaweed Brain, together forever. I smiled at her as a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Olympians, I am honored," I said, and they started to raise their hands. "But I must decline." The room exploded into pandemonium! The gods all dropped their jaws in shock, eyes wide and bugging out. But what got me the most was I could feel Annabeth starting to tear up behind me, so I looked back to see her with tears but a slight grin on her face as she shook her head staring at me, like she expected nothing else. It hurt, but I gave her a reassuring look.

"What?!" yelled Zeus, snapping myself and everyone else back to the moment. "You would refuse a spot on the Olympian Council?! Do you have any idea the magnitude of what you are saying!?"

I pulled out my classic lop-sided grin, slightly blushing. "I mean no disrespect, Lord Zeus, but I do not deserve this."

"Then what would you have us grant you? Just minor godhood? Immortality?" He looked a little pissed off now.

"For my gift, I would ask that Lord Hades and Lady Hestia be granted seats on the Olympian Council as they once did, instead of myself. They deserve this much." Everyone stopped at that, even more shocked than before. Not only was I denying godhood a second time but also an Olympian status, and I was giving that status to two others instead of asking anything for myself. In the background, I could even hear a few people hit the floor as they fainted. But I looked to Hestia and Hades, sitting there staring at me threatening to burst into tears of joy and gratitude. I looked up to my dad and he nodded at me, letting me know with his eyes that he couldn't be more proud. I looked back at my Wise Girl, and through the tears she smiled at me while rolling her eyes, knowing that this is exactly the kind of stupid crap I would pull.

"Are you sure about this, nephew? Do you not want anything for yourself?" Zeus asked.

"I am sure, Lord Zeus."

"Very well," he said and snapped his fingers as two thrones appeared, a small wooden but fiery one at the end closest to the hearth and another black one speckled with jewels between my dad and Athena. At this, Hestia couldn't hold it any longer and jumped up to hug me with tears coming out of her eyes faster than a river.

"Thank you, Percy! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Our family is finally complete again," she whispered in my ear, gasping for breath between sobs.

Hades walked up too, standing there for a moment like he didn't know what to do, and then he actually hugged me too! Everyone was shocked, Hades never hugs anybody, but I just hugged him back with a grin. "Thank you, nephew. I can never repay you for this."

With that, the two of them walked to their thrones, and as they sat down everyone could feel the surge of energy. The energy from having a throne, having a place, having a family reunited.

Before I could walk back, "Does anyone deny that my son deserves some reward? Shall we at least grant him partial immortality? Anybody?" my dad asked the room. Everyone shook their heads, agreeing. "Therefore, on behalf of the Olympian Council, I would like to present to you, Percy Jackson, my son, with partial immortality." And so he blasted me with some water-like energy, my golden aura glowed, and I became partially immortal.

I walked back to my friends after giving my dad a hug, only to be met with a slap to the face immediately followed by a kiss from Annabeth. Everyone giggled over their favorite celebrity couple, especially Aphrodite, but I couldn't help and blush. Immortality with my Wise Girl, it doesn't get much better than this.

"With that finished, let the victory celebrations begin!" declared Zeus.

3 Months Later (Current Time)

I was shaken out of my thoughts by a something hitting me upside the head.

"OW! What the…" I looked up to see Annabeth glaring at me.

"Seaweed Brain, what are you doing up? It's the middle of the night!"

I shrugged, "Couldn't sleep." I gave her my signature crooked grin, knowing she would break and sit down with me, which she did. She fell onto my lap, kissing me on the cheek and snuggling up with me as I put my arms around her, holding her as close to me as possible.

"I figured you'd be here. Nightmares again?" She asked.

"You could say that."

"You need to find a way past this, you know. Everyone's worried about you, even my mom mentioned it to me, and you know you have a problem when she's worried about a kid of Poseidon."

I rolled my eyes at that. "I know, I j-just…" I trailed off, unsure what to say.

"Just what?" She looked at me seriously with a concerned glare.

"I'm just scared."

"Scared of what?"

"I don't know. I guess, I've been fighting non-stop for so long that I don't know what to do now that it's peaceful. Nothing lurking behind the corner. And now that I have time, I can't stop thinking about everything that's happened. I just keep seeing faces and hearing screams… I'm scared of not expecting something to happen." A single tear fell down my cheek, but Annabeth quickly saw it and wiped it away.

"Your head is so full of kelp," she said while rolling her eyes. "Only you would have a problem with having no problems."

"I guess you're right," I replied unconvincingly. She just shook her head but knew me better than that.

"Just don't do anything stupid, okay? And don't go leaving me again."

"I would never Wise Girl," I said with mock insult as I kissed her forehead, but I could already feel her breathing evening out as she felled asleep. I just looked out into the distance, picking out the horizon where I could just start to see the tiniest hint of the sun rising.

Unknown POV

Far away, an image was being shown of the ceremony and celebration. Then the image showed Camp Half-Blood, and a black haired boy moping around. Then, it was on that boy sitting on the beach under a storm with a blond girl asleep in his arms as he gazed out into the distance. Two pairs of eyes watched, surrounded by darkness.

"He is quite the interesting one. To deny godhood, let alone Olympian status…"

"Yes, yes he is."

"It won't be a problem though."

"No, no it won't…"