Percy Jackson – Consort of the Olympians
Author's Notes – Hey guys! So this story is going to be about Percy being the God's (and maybe I'll throw a couple goddesses and male and female demigods in there as well) consort. This is a slash story and it will soon contain sexual content. Please review! I would love some constructive criticism to help my story! If there is even a little interest in this story, I'll definitely keep writing. Thanks!
Disclaimer – I don't own the Percy Jackson characters, or the Greek Gods. There are a couple lines that I took directly from the book, and they will be bolded. They are from the book The Last Olympian, Pg. 350-352.
A.U. -Instead of rejecting immortality in the fifth book, we are just going to pretend that he accepted it.
Chapter 1 – Becoming an Olympian
"Perseus Jackson – if you wish it – you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You would be a god of Olympus forever." Zeus said. Percy stared at him, stunned.
"Um…a god? I… I accept!" A shocked silence filled the room. Percy's mind was whirling. He didn't know why he said yes, but he felt like he had made the right decision.
"Honestly Percy, I didn't expect you to accept." Zeus said,
"But I'm glad you did. Now, unless you are an Olympian, please leave the throne room." Demigods, satyrs, and nymphs slowly shuffled out of the door. Grover and Annabeth walked over to Percy.
"Percy, does this mean we can't see you anymore?"
Percy smiled sadly, "I really don't know. I guess it depends on what they make me a god of."
"I bet they'll make you something water related, because your dad is the Lord of the Seas." Annabeth said. Suddenly, the Olympians in the throne room began to argue loudly. It sounded like it was mostly the Gods arguing with the Goddesses. Soon though. The arguing settled down as they reached a decision. Percy could clearly hear Hera, Demeter and… his father? arguing against this mysterious decision. He could also hear Aphrodite, and all of the other male gods STRONGLY for it.
"Geez, I wonder what Zeus said!" Annabeth joked. Five minutes later, the door opened. Hestia poked her head out from behind the door.
"Percy, the gods have decided what you will rule over. They would like to speak to you."
"Hey, Percy, we'll see you later right?" Grover said.
"Yeah! I'll come to Camp Half-Blood as soon as possible." Percy said, "Bye guys!" Lots of demigods clapped him on the back, and gave him high-fives as he walked past. Percy knew that he would miss all of his friends. He cautiously walked into the throne room. All of the Gods and Goddesses were sitting on their thrones, and stared at him as he entered. A couple of the goddesses looked angry, some of them bored. All the gods, except Poseidon, had small smiles on their faces, and looked like they were daydreaming. Poseidon looked downright furious. He was glaring at all the other Gods.
"Percy, we are going to perform the ceremony to make you a god." Zeus said. Apollo stood up and said,
"To turn a mortal into an Olympian, all twelve Olympians have to change into their true forms, in front of the mortal, all at the same time." "After you have become an Olympian, it will formally declared what you control."
Zeus added, "Do you formally accept our gift of immortality?" Percy looked around the room. He glanced towards the door he friends were behind. He thought about his mom, Paul, Tyson, and everyone else he was close to.
"I accept. I wish to become immortal." Percy murmured.
"In order to turn Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon into a powerful new Olympian, we shall all assume our true forms in 3…2…1… GO." Zeus said. There was a blinding flash of light, and suddenly, everything was black.
'Oh Gods!' Percy thought frantically, 'did something go wrong?!' He felt like he was floating. He began to feel stronger. Even though the last few days had been hard, while he was fighting, he felt like he could lift a house. Percy felt rejuvenated. Suddenly, he could see, but everything was hazy. All of the gods, back in their normal, "human" shape, were crowded around him. Poseidon bent over and picked him up, and carried him to a new throne next to Artemis's. It was tall, and seemed to be made of diamonds, sapphires, emeralds, and rubies. It had cushions on the seat, so when Poseidon set Percy down on it, it was very comfy. Most of the Gods and Goddesses left the throne room, except Apollo and Poseidon. Percy soon fell he woke up, he looked around. Apollo was sitting next to him.
"Percy, how are you feeling?" Apollo said.
"I'm okay I guess. How long was I out?" Percy asked.
Apollo looked at his watch. "1 week, 2 days, 14 hours, 6 minutes, and 45 seconds," Apollo frowned, "usually, it takes about two weeks before a mortal awakes after being turned into an Olympian. I don't know why it took such a short time for you, but it could be because you are an exceptionally powerful demigod. Since you're awake now, you should be good to go, and do whatever you want. The ceremony where Zeus will announce your domain will take place tonight."
"Okay," Percy said, "what am I supposed to wear?"
"Annabeth and Athena designed a new palace for you on Olympus." Apollo replied, "All of the clothes you could ever want are in the closets there." Suddenly the doors to the throne room bust open, and Poseidon came in.
"Good Percy, you're awake. Apollo, is it okay for me to take him to his palace?" he asked. "Yes, he is free to go and get ready for the ceremony." Apollo replied. "Oh gods, don't remind me." Poseidon said.
Percy got off of his very nice throne and followed Poseidon. They walked out of the throne room, and went outside into Olympus, walking past the lush gardens, amphitheaters, and statues of the Gods. Poseidon led his son to a large palace Percy had never seen before. It was huge, and it had tall spires that touched the sky. It looked very modern. The perfect place for a new, young God of Olympus to live. Percy was breathless.
"It's so cool!" he murmured. "Is this mine? Did they really design this for me?"
"Of course! You're a God of Olympus! Did you think that we would let you live in a little house?" Poseidon chuckled.
"Not really, but I think that this giant palace might be… excessive!" Percy said as they arrived at the front door.
The doors were very large, about twenty feet tall, and were a light, sea blue. Percy grabbed the handle and pulled the door open. He looked around, and saw a big entryway. It had cool marble floors, and stairs, that lead to an upper level. Poseidon smiled at his son, finding his curiosity amusing.
"Well, I'll leave you to get ready for your ceremony! I'll be back in about three hours to pick you up!" Poseidon said. He turned to walk out the door. As he was about to exit, he turned around and said,
"Percy… no matter what happens at the ceremony, just remember… I'm very, very proud of you." He awkwardly hugged Percy, and walked out the door.