A little side project, does not really have an effect on the main timeline of my stories, with Of Therapy and the Loss of Windows being a prequel to The Epitome of Stupidity and Tales of a Constipated Goose, which occur at the same time.
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Percy/Gaea
Ew Factor: 1000/10
Gaea:
She had lived for eons.
She had seen heroes fall and live, their lives dedicated to causes that would never matter to anyone. Their hearts falling prey to girls who would never love them back.
Their lives ruined by the Gods.
Oh, how she hated the Gods.
She had said she would kill all of them. Annihilate them. Get rid of all of their descendants and rebuild the world.
But two demigods got in the way. The two that were supposed to bring her to full power, restore her to the queen she was supposed to be.
Percy Jackson.
Annabeth Chase.
She was not supposed to fall for a boy, her own grandson, her own sacrifice.
But she did.
His beautiful green eyes, the only good thing Poseidon had passed down. His hair, a gorgeous shade of black that reminded her so much of her son Kronos.
The one that he helped destroy.
That was all behind them now. The war between her and the puny demigods over, the defeat of Olympus, and finally, the death of the last obstacle between her and happiness.
She personally killed Annabeth Chase.
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Percy steps in, dressed in a finely tailored gray suit that he never would have chosen before. His love was standing, awaiting him.
She was the one who had spared him, made him realize that a silly demigod girl would not be enough for him.
She made him immortal, gave him powers beyond imagination, made him king of all he could see.
He leans in, and pulls Gaea into a kiss.