Disclaimer: I, Mythical Xayges, do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Also, I agree with another fan fiction writer, if I own PJO, I won't be writing here.

Rating: I'm rating it T for not-so-polite-language and kids-no-looking content.

Introduction: Okay. This is my first time to write a fanfic. Comments and complaints are definitely appreciated. This is a SYOV story (Thanks to Capilla007 for correcting my mistake. It should be Submit-your-own-vote instead of Submit-your-own-character :P). There will be different things to submit or vote at the end of every chapter so stay tuned and hopefully there will be more people to take a look at my story (after all it's my first time so I am not sure how it works and whether there will be anyone reading it :P) For this chapter, I got most of the ideas and quotes and stuff from the book, because I still don't feel experienced in completely writing a new one. But eventually, it will become more 'my style'.

Summary of this Chapter:This is an alternate ending to the Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian. After the war, instead of making the generous decision, Percy Jackson accepted the gift of godhood, but wanted the gods to make Annabeth a goddess as well. How will the gods react? What is going to happen next?

So (Finally) Da Story:

Percy's POV

The Three Fates themselves took Luke's body.

One of them looked at me and, even though she didn't say anything, my life literally flashed before my eyes. It seemed strange, given that I couldn't see my old self. It looked as though my lifeline is all messed up. I was twenty, then middle-aged, somehow got back to the twenties and etc. It didn't end. It just kept flashing and flashing until the Fate turned away.

The gods all assembled in the hall (called by Zeus, of course…..) Poseidon had this proud face I'd never seen since my first quest to retrieve Zeus' master bolt. Hades (though he rarely appears in meetings) was dressed in a black suit and wore beautiful jewelries. He had this smug little expression on his face. Our beloved old Mr. D looked all tiresome and bored, while Hephaestus was a little grumpy about me jumping on his throne. He thought I'd done 'a pretty bang-up job, mostly'.

Once everyone seated in their thrones (and minor gods on the side), the Olympian Council convened.

While Zeus was talking – some long speech about the bravery of the gods, blah, blah, blah – Annabeth walked in and stood next to me. She looked good for someone who'd recently passed out.

'Nobody's planning to kill us, so far, which is first time today.' I cracked up, but Grover nudged me, because Hera was giving us a dirty look.

'As for my brothers,' Zeus said, 'we are thankful –' he cleared his throat, like the words were hard to get out – 'erm, thankful for the aid of Hades. From now on, he will be allowed to gain "all-time VIP access" to Olympus. Also, he will be allowed to join further Olympian Councils. He will also be made a cabin at camp.'

'And of course,' Zeus continued, though he looked like his pants were smoldering, 'we must… cough… um… thank Poseidon. Without whom… it would've been difficult… I mean… impossible, impossible to defeat Typhon. From now on, he would be allowed the same privilege and rank as me, although I will still be the host of the Olympian Councils.'

My heart pounced. Yay! My Dad was made god of the gods! The gods murmured agreement and pounded their weapons in approval.

'Other minor gods shall be rewarded with the privilege of attending Olympian Councils and have a cabin at camp Half-blood. As well, Dionysus, the current camp director, will be allowed to finish his punishment 100 years earlier. So, in other words, you no longer have to stay in camp Half-blood.'

'Which leaves us,' Zeus declared, 'only the matter of thanking our young demigod heroes, who defended Olympus so well – even if there were a few dents, well actually, a whole lot damage in the city.'

Well, as expected, Zeus called on her daughter first. Thalia Grace first bowed to Zeus then knelt down in front of Artemis. Artemis smiled. 'You have done well, my lieutenant. You have made me proud. You will forever be the leader of the Hunters, and that they will always listen to you whenever you call them. And, as a personal gift, whenever you call on the moon, it shall be at your service. Lastly and finally, all those Hunters who perished in my service will never be forgotten. They will achieve the Isles of the Blessed immediately.'

She glared pointedly at Hades.

He shrugged. 'Probably.'

Artemis glared again.

'Okay okay,' Hades grumbled. 'I'll streamline their application process.'

Thalia beamed with pride. 'Thank you my lady.' As she walked back towards us, the hunters all kneeled to Thalia. Annabeth and I did the same, just to annoy her.

'Tyson, son of Poseidon, for your bravery in the war, and for leading the Cyclopes, you are appointed a general in the armies of Olympus,' announced Zeus. 'You will have the privilege of calling the Cyclopes armies whenever you need. Although, you shall henceforth lead your brethren into war whenever required by the gods. You shall have a new… um… what kind of weapon would you like? Sword? Axe? Or…'

'Stick!' Tyson said, showing his broken club.

'Very well,' Zeus said. 'We will grant you the best stick that may be found. It shall be made by the best wood found on earth, dipped into the river Styx and forged by Hephaestus himself.'

Hephaestus grunted a little. Fine, a lot.

'Grover Underwood of the satyrs!' Dionysus called.

Grover came forward nervously.

'Oh, stop chewing your shirt,' Dionysus chided. 'Honestly, I'm not going to blast you. For your bravery and sacrifice, blah, blah, blah, and since we have an unfortunate vacancy, the gods have seen fit to name you the head of the Council of Cloven Elders. You will be granted immortality and the same privileges as the god Pan. You shall be called as the Lord of the Wild and all natural spirits shall all listen to your command, as well as mine, of course.'

Grover collapsed on the spot. As the natural spirits took him away, he kept moaning 'FOOOOOOOOOOOOD!'

'Annabeth Chase, my own daughter,' Athena called.

Annabeth squeezed my arm, then walked forward and knelt at her mother's feet.

Athena smiled, 'You, my daughter, have used your wits, strength and courage to defend this city and our seat of power. It has come to our attention that Olympus is misshapen. Alright, trashed. We could rebuild it by magic, of course, and make it just as it was. But the gods feel that the city could be improved. We will take this as an opportunity. And you, my daughter, will design these improvements.'

Annabeth looked up, stunned, as if shocked with thousands of volts by Zeus. 'My – my lady?'

Athena smiled wryly, 'You are an architect, are you not? You have studied the techniques of Daedalus himself. Who better to redesign Olympus and make it a monument that will last for another aeon? Just a few rules. You can design whatever you want, only that the room behind the throne room shall remain as it was, the seats of power shall be the same and that famous dedications to us must be kept.'

For once, she was at a loss for words. 'I'll – I'll have to start planning… Drafting paper, and, um, pencils–'

'PERCY JACKSON!' Poseidon announced. My name echoed around the chamber.

Gulp! I thought, this is definitely not the entry I wanted.

I walked in front of Zeus, bowed to him and knelt at my father's feet.

'Rise, my son,' Poseidon said.

I stood uneasily.

'A great hero must be rewarded,' Poseidon said. 'The council agrees that you will have one gift from the gods. But first, we shall tell you what we intend to give you. The gods have not bestowed this gift on a mortal hero in aeons, but Perseus Jackson – if you wish it, you shall be made a god. Immortal. Undying. You shall serve as your father's lieutenant for all time. You will also be made as one of the twelve, well in this case, thirteen, Olympians.'

I seemed to lost focus of what is happening around us. I thought about being a god. No again, no death, no body in the grave, no more Fs in my report cards anymore and no more high schools. I could be a teenager forever, in top condition, powerful and immortal, serving my father. I could have power and eternal life.

Who could refuse that?

Then, it was my mouth that answered for me, 'I, Perseus Jackson, accepts the gift of immortality under one condition.'

Zeus raised an eyebrow, 'What is that?'

'Annabeth shall be made a goddess as well.'

Immediately, the Council broke into pandemonium. Some gods yelled at me that I was bargaining too much. Others like Apollo and Poseidon stayed silent. Athena looked surprised that I would ask that for her daughter.

Zeus raised up his hand for silence. About a quarter of a second later, the council regained control. He said, 'I see that you are loyal to your girlfriend. I may not be able to give complete godhood to Annabeth, though. I promise her the gift of immortality and that she shall be your eternal wife. She, however, must stay as a demigod in camp Half-blood.'

I thought about it. Well, a bit too long. I thought about it until Zeus started to cough.

'Lord Zeus, may I have a small discussion with Annabeth? It's her life, after all.'

I walked towards Annabeth. We have a slight discussion. She agreed to be my eternal wife.

'Very well. You shall proceed with me to become a god,' said Zeus. 'The Council is now dismissed. A party will be throwing in this very room, which will be hosted by Dionysus. Perseus Jackson, follow me.'

Annabeth kissed me in front of the gods, which was pretty embarrassing. Then, I walked with Zeus.

He touched my head, and ordered me to close my eyes. When I open them again, I found myself next to the river Lethe.

'In order to wash away your mortality, you will have to drink a cup of Lethe water. Don't worry, I assure you that you won't forget about everything.'

Zeus conjured a golden goblet in front of me, and scooped a cupful of water from the Lethe. He gave it to me. I drank it in one gulp!

I felt like my eyes popping out, and my whole body burning. I felt as if someone set me on fire. Then, as fast as it came, it went away. Somehow, I actually felt myself not aging anymore. Not only that, I can control my age. And so, just for fun, I turned myself into a 20-year-old mature man.

Zeus rolled his eyes, 'and now, I shall take you to the journey towards being a god. Close your eyes.'

I closed my eyes. Then, when I open them again, I found myself in total darkness.

So, how is it? Please do submit a review. After all, it's my first fanfic, so Critisism and Comments are definitely appreciated.

Now, I said before that it would be a SYOV (argh! yet another mistake...) story. The vote is below:

For this chapter, I would need you all to vote for Percy's domain of power, his throne and his own land that he would be able to influence. Please submit two realm for Percy (one that is something solid, like water, sea, wind etc., and one that is non-solid, like hope, loyalty, friendship etc.), along with two powers he can have and the design for his throne and a place (on Earth, please) that his influence shall be strongest. I've already got a pretty good idea, and I am updating my second chapter this saturday (unfortunately in the chapter Percy is still not a god yet...) The deadline of the vote is when I finish chapter 3.

Hope you all enjoyed it :)