Chapter 1- The gods decide what to do with me
"Percy, it's over." kept repeating in my head. Yep, you guessed right. Annabeth broke up with me because apparently, I'm holding her down and keeping her from doing her best at her job. That was two years ago. Now I'm over her.
My name is Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, the greek god of the seas. Also known as the saviour of Olympus. Four years ago I fought and won against the titan Kronos, thus, saving Olympus. That was when I was sixteen. Now, I'm twenty and at Atlantis training with my father under the sea. You see, the gods still want me to become one of them even after I rejected their offer years ago. But, this time I'm not going to refuse. This time, I'm going to become a god. Actually, we're going to the meeting right now.
"Percy Jackson!" Zeus boomed. I stepped forward. "You have done well, do you accept our offer to become a god?" The king of the gods asked. "Yes." I replied with no hesitation. My father smiled at me from his throne. "Very well." Zeus answered. All of the gods pointed their fingers at me and everything went black.
When I woke up, I was in a white room wearing white clothes. I walked over to the mirror and I looked older, more mature. "Percy, every ones waiting for you." I turned and I saw my dad. "Alright, let's go." I replied. We walked into the throne room and I saw all of the gods. Zeus said, "Perseus, we have yet to decide what you will be god of." Immediately all of the gods started shouting suggestions. I only heard a few like god of loyalty and pure energy. Athena suggested god of idiots. "Why don't we lump 'em all together and make a new Olympian. Hestia can have her spot on the council back and we would be the fourteen Olympians." My dad said. Apollo said, "Great idea, Uncle P." The other gods started agreeing and a throne appeared between Demeter and Athena. Hestia got up from from the hearth, sat down and mouthed 'thanks' to my dad. "That's settled, now what should Percy be god of?" Hera asked. By the way, she sees me as her son now. "I believe he should be god of volcanoes, loyalty, time, swordsmanship, pure energy, tidal waves, and heroes." Zeus decreed. Then a white throne appeared between Apollo and Hermes and I walked over and sat down. Us gods started discussing what my symbol of power would be and we decided on a black pegasus and a white trident like the one my dad has. Zeus than stood up and said, "Since you are the god of heroes, your palace will be at Camp Half-Blood. You may also interact with heroes and still go on quests. You may do whatever you wish now. Meeting adjourned." So, naturally I went to favorite place in the world. Camp Half-Blood. But I went to see my mom first.