I should put this out of the way now. I do not own PJ or HoO. I just got depressed. I'm going to go cry in a corner now. *sob* bye. *sob*

Percy's Point Of View

I ran into the lobby of the Empire State Building, weaving my way through the crowd that always seemed to be there. I've been here before, but this time was different. I was nervous what would happen this time. You never knew which mood the gods were in. Especially after what had just happened. They probably wanted to find someone to blame for the awakening of Gaea. I was the one who spilled the blood to bring her back. I approached the bald man sitting in his chair reading a book with his feet on his desk.

I had seen him here before. He was at his desk at the Second Titan war, and several times before that. What was weirdest about him was he always seemed to be reading the same book. Poor guy. Five years and he couldn't even get through his novel. Now I would have to bother him more.

I walked to him. "600th floor please."

He said the same thing he was ordered to say every time someone asked him that. "Kid, there's no 600th floor." The bald guy said without looking up from his novel.

I didn't have time for this. I needed to get to Olympus fast, even though I may have been going to be yelled at. But I would get yelled at even more if I was late. I needed to get his attention.

I leaned in to face the man and grabbed him book. "I have a very important meeting with the Olympians. I don't think it would be wise to keep them waiting."

This time the man looked up. He glanced at my orange Camp Half-Blood shirt, and then at me. A glimmer of recognition flashed in his eyes. He had seen me here a lot. He probably knew my face. That, or the Olympians told him who I was. Either way, I was fine with it."Okay. 600th floor coming up."

The elevator doors opened with a ding and I stepped inside. As the weird elevator music played, I thought about what my life would be like now that the war with the giants was over. Maybe I would go to college with Annabeth in New Rome. With all the chaos over, I might be able to live a normal life, as far as normal went for demigods.

I also thought about how the gods should really change the music in here. They probably set it in the 80s, and forgot to change it in the next 30 years. Or Apollo is still really into that song about pina coladas.

As the elevator doors opened, I saw Olympus in all its glory. Satyrs and nymphs were everywhere, talking to each other. Minor gods and spirits milled around minding their own business. Flowers and plants grew everywhere, and golden roads and arches lay beautifully designed by my girlfriend Annabeth. She really did a good job fixing the place up after it got destroyed after the fight with Kronos. Especially the salad bar. But I didn't have time to see everything. I needed to find the gods.

I weaved my way through the crowd, trying to locate the twelve thrones of the Olympians. When I spotted them, I had a sense of dread. I shook it off and walked over to the twelve thrones of the Olympians and knelt before Zeus, king of the gods, then my father, Poseidon.

"Hello Father. Hello Zeus."I said, standing up. "Why did you summon me here?"

"Percy." Thundered the king of the gods. "After the defeat of Gaea, we will grant you a favor once again." That was a relief. At least they weren't here to kill this meeting would be pleasent after all.

"And what would that favor be?" I asked. I hoped it was something good.

"On the consent of the full Olympian council, we have decided to make you immortal."

I was too stunned to react immediately. I didn't think that they would offer me immortality again. After the Titan War, I turned it down so demigods lives everywhere would become better. Even children of the minor gods would be claimed and stay at Camp Half-Blood. They even had their own cabins.

But I couldn't take immortality. Especially now. I had a real girlfriend, and more friends, like at Camp Jupiter and the Argo II. As much as it would be awesome to be a god, I had to say no.

"I'm sorry my lord, but I do not want to accept immortality. Instead, I would like to have my friends Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque have their curses lifted."

All of the gods glared at me. Zeus waved his hand. "It is done." He growled. "But since you declined the offer, we have no choice but to make you a god. Whether you like it or not."

Maybe this was the bad meeting I thought it would be. The gods faces didn't look very happy, and I doubted that they would be giving me a goodbye present. It was time to go.

All of the Olympians stood up from their thrones. I got the message that they were sending, and started to sprint to the elevator to escape. Zeus threw his lightning bolt, and I just managed to dodge to the side before I got vaporized. At least it wasn't his master bolt. If he had thrown that, most Olympus would have been fried.

"Geez." I thought. "If you hit me with a lightning bolt, won't I be too dead to be a god?" I swerved around the smoking patch of cloud. I just hoped that nobody else would follow his lead.

Then two arrows, one silver and one gold, flew over my shoulder, and I knew that Artemis and Apollo were attacking me too. So much for only Zeus trying to kill me. I would be lucky to make it out of here alive.

Just as I was about to get to the elevator, vines and plants grew in my way, blocking the exit. "Thanks, Demeter." I grumbled.

I grabbed Riptide and uncapped it. I swung my sword, trying to kill the plants, but they grew back just as fast as I chopped them down. So much for getting to the elevator.

I had no idea where to go, but then I got an idea. Just the kind of idea that a seaweed brain like me would have. I ran around the vines and sprinted to the right.

Suddenly, a huge beam of light blasted the ground in front of me, and I knew that Hermes must be against me too. "This must be laser mode." I thought. I had seen George and Martha in laser mode, before Hera had wiped my mind. I'm just glad it didn't hit me. I don't want to explode in a fiery starburst like Cacus.

"We're sorry Percy." Whispered George and Martha in my mind. "We didn't want to do this." At least the snakes didn't want to kill me. Must be the only people in this room who didn't.

After I avoided death by laser, several explosions burned the ground around me. Bursts of fire and pretty pink light danced around my feet. Somehow, I knew that if I touched them, I would melt into a pile of sludge. With my luck, all of the Olympians would try to kill me. I ran around the fire and other dangerous things until spears pierced the ground in front of me.

"Of course." I muttred. "I'm just surprised that Ares held out this long to destroy me." Along with the arrows Apollo and Artemis were shooting at me, it was a veritable weaponry that was on the ground.

Then I had to deflect several more arrows with my sword until I reached the edge of Mount Olympus, but a huge jet of water blocked my path. Of all of the shocks I had today, this was the biggest. My own father was against me.

Of all of the years that he had watched over me, he had always given me guidance and helped had fought side by side, killing giants, and he had answered my call to come and kill Typhon. I had never thought for a moment he would turn against me.

I plunged through the water, which gave me a surge of power to get me to do what I had to.

I hurled myself off the edge of Mount Olympus.

As I plummeted through the clouds, I thought of my friends at Camp Half-Blood and at Camp Jupiter and the Argo II. I looked around at my city and saw so many familiar places. My house, my old school, the outside of the empire state building where my friends and I had made our final stand against Kronos, and in the distance, was my favorite place in the world. Camp Half-Blood.

"Maybe," I thought to myself. "Just maybe I would get into Elysium when I died. Hades wasn't against me. At least not to my knowledge. Perhaps I could see all of my dead friends, like Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Michael Yew, and Lee Fletcher. It would be nice to see them, assuming none of them tried for rebirth.

As I was about to hit the ground, I saw shadows creep into my vision, and I felt like my body was made of ice. As I was inches from the ground, I blacked out.

Zeus's Point Of View

It was a shame the boy died. If he had just accepted our offer of making him immortal, none of this would have happened. It was necessary to try to stop him so he would be made a god, whether he liked it or not.

He will make it to Elysium though. He was a hero of Olympus, and he helped complete two great prophecies. We will see what happen if he tries for rebirth. Maybe we will have him keep his memories and make him a god without him knowing.

Hello everyone. This is UncleLeo999. Like it says above in the description, this is my first fan fiction. I hope you like this, and I plan to write several more chapters. Please review and keep reading.