AN: This fanfiction begins at the end of The Last Olympian book, with slight changes to the ending and the battle against Kronos. I really hope you enjoy this and that I can keep myself motivated enough to continue writing the story. Feel free to ask whatever in the reviews, though I might not answer everything for the sake of , I have already ideas of all main character's pairings, but many won't come in until later in the fanfic.
Chapter 1-A Legend Falls
He was resting in Apollo's temple, the infirmary of Olympus and couldn't sleep. Many said that he wasn't smart and that he wasn't a thinker. None the less, the events of the last day were plaguing his mind. He knew that he was finally free of the Great Prophecy and that he should be happy. He didn't have to worry about Kronos or the Gods and he was hoping, that he would be finally left alone. Of course, he was sure, that such a fate would never befall him.
While the demigods won the war, mist of them were scarred. After losing their friends, siblings and lovers, plus the sheer brutality of a war, they would never be the same again. But Perseus Jackson, he was the most affected.
Especially after what had happened yesterday.
24 hours before
"Jackson, face your death! Finally Olympus will fall, and you, boy, failed. Your friends are dead, because YOU can't save them. What are you, a kid with some sword, against the King of the Titans!" Kronos was raging, his voice booming through the throne room of the gods.
Olympus was already thrashed, statues were cleaved and temples were broken down. The Titan King was on his was to victory and noone could stop him. Nobody was on the streets, an eery silence befallen the City of Immortals, only disturbed by more destruction and the voice of Kronos screaming words of more revenge and chaos.
Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase and Grover Underwood were finding their way through the now destroyed streets of Olympus, finally going in themselves in the grand Throne room of the Olympians, where Kronos was wondering whose throne would be the first to fall.
"And alas, our final encounter, with me as victor and destroyer of Olympus. Face it, boy, you never had a chance." Kronos' voice brought the heroes from their silent daze, and they focused on their enemy.
The demigod son of Poseidon drew his blade, a Celestial bronze xiphos, named 'Riptide', though usual feeling of balance in the blade didn't calm him down, like it had before. At that moment, Kronos threw himself with inhumane speed, his blade slashing at his opponent. Percy was having trouble keeping up and a sense of dread filled his hearth, because he knew he was no match for the King of Titans.
At that time, Annabeth, with her cap of invisibility, was searching for an opportunity to attack. When she thought she saw an opening at the Titan's sword arm, she tried to disarm him.
The problem was, that Kronos had already anticipated the attack and had faked an opening. He slammed the back of his blade at the demigoddess and she flew a few meters off. At that time, Luke took control for a split second, too stunned to think what he had done and Percy was able to smash the flat of his blade at the Titan's knees, making him almost crumble.
At that moment, Kronos took control again and with a Titan-enchanced hit, disarmed the demigod. But a voice stopped him from continuing.
"Luke, stop, listen to me. Listen to my voice, you can control him." Said Annabeth, while slightly dazed, she had noticed the flash of blue in the Kronos' eyes.
"Foolish mortal, you think a lowly son of Hermes could keep me from my true form! I AM THE KING OF THE TITANS GIRL, NOONE CONTROLS ME!" Kronos was screaming bloody murder, but that didn't stop the daughter of Athena.
"You wouldn't hurt me Luke, Luke you promised." Annabeth breathed, but it was clear to all, while Grover was helping her, she would soon feint.
Kronos' eyes started flashing between golden and blue, before he heard Annabeth's voice again. "You promised to be a family promised." Luke' eyes settled at blue and he looked at the daughter of Athena in pain.
"He's too close, he will take his divine form any second now, we have no time." At that moment, something happeded, that made Percy look at the demigoddess as if she had grown a new head. She gave her knife to Luke.
Luke started quickly unbuckling his armor, until he found the spot under his then started glowing golden. "For all it's worth, I'm sorry."He was getting ready to cut his flesh. Luke's eyes began flickering to gold again and just when he was about to cut his Achilles Heel, somethink he didn't expect happened
Luke's neck snapped.
One minute before
Percy was watching the encounter. While he trusted Annabeth, he hadn't known Luke for more then a few days. He had no faith in Annabeth gave him her knife and he started glowing golden, he knew he had to make a choice.
Should he trust Luke, someone who had betrayed the Gods, and was now under impression to be betraying Kronos or his own instincts. Luke was at best a double agend, or at worst the soon to be Titan Lord. His own body was screaming at him to act.
He had always trusted his instincs first. He knew what to do now too.
Percy creeped behind Luke and as the son of Hermes was getting ready, he did the final blow.
He broke his neck.
Then the son of Poseidon fell unconscious.
Now
Percy had woken up in a room, that was such a bright gold, that he couldn't open his eyes as he woke up. After a few minutes, he had looked around and found a shelf with ambrosia, nectar, a change of clothes and a few drachmas.
Percy was sure Annabeth would be upset. Hades, she probably hated him. The son of Poseidon knew, that she had loved Luke. He hoped, that Annabeth would love him too, but the war had changed him. Luke's death had shown his newfound brutality the best. He didn't know how he would face her right now.
He hadn't heard from any if the gods yet, and had just rested for the whole day, zoning out from and out of short naps.
He wanted to hear of his Father, his friends and from Annabeth.
Oh, but how he also dreaded his encounter with the daughter of Athena.
But oh well, he coudn't really do anything about it right now.
The Rewarding Ceremony
All demigods, minor gods ans some of the satyrs and cyclops were in the Throne Room of the Olympian Gods. Almost all demigods had their eyes as wide as dinner plates. This was their first visit to Olympus, and most of them coudn't form full sentences. Of course though, there were the children of Athena, who were asking enough questions for all of them. This was the first time most halfbloods meet their godly parent.
But something else got Percy's attention when the demigods looked at the son of Poseidon. They were stepping out of his way and looking at him with one very specific emotion, that he recognised easily.
Fear. They had seen him in battle and had also heard how he had disposed of Luke in the final battle. If Percy wasn't as tired, he would probably run somewhere and throw up, then cry himself to sleep.
As if he wasn't the odd ball enough in his life. Most monsters, except the few most powerful ones, feared him. Those few and the Titans hated him. Many gods despised him for simply being the son of Poseidon and others for being a slight bit disrespectful to them. But come on, who would be respectful to the god wine, who he was pretty sure he could beat in combat.
But now even his own friends in Camp Half-Blood didn't recognise him as their comrade. They were afraid of him, and not without reason.
The only people that truly loved him were only his Mother, Father and Paul. Maybe Rachel too. But even his best friend now was disgusted with him. He soon found out he was zoning out in his own misery and listen to the Zeus' booming voice
"Tyson of the Cyclops! For your bravery and leadership of your brethren we the Gods will make you General of the Army of Atlantis, to serve your Father until you perish in battle. We also wish to grant you a weapon of your choice, crafted by Hephasteus himself." Tyson looked giddy, but composed himself and suprised everyone with his weapon of choice.
"A stick!" Said the cyclops son of Poseidon entusiasticly, causing most spectators to chuckle at his antics. Zeus was a little bit dumfounded, but answered nontheless
"Of course, .. the best uh, stick will be presented to you soon. Now join your bretheren." Tyson looked so happy with the cyclops chanting his name, a small smile creeped on Percy's face, knowing his half-brother was happy. He coudn't brake his heart with his own cursed existance. He waited for the next annoucment
"Grover Underwood of the Satyrs!" Called Dyonisus and a very pale and sweating satyr limped his way until the God of Wine's throne. "For you heroic deeds and bla bla, we offer you the newly freed spot on the council of Cloven Elders. Yoy would be the new Lord of The Wild." After the God if Wine finished, Grover fainted.
"Great, now bring him out of there before he starts snoring about food." As Dyonisus saud that, a few nymphs grabbed the new Lord of the Wild as he started whining about food again. Then Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom and Battle strategy, spoke next.
"Annabeth Chase, my daughter." The daughter of Athena walked in the circle, bowing to Zeus, then going in front of her mother's throne and kneeling.
"Rise, daughter, for your great acts we, the Olympians, declare you as a Heroine of Olympus and make you an offer. As all can see, Olympus is thrashed. The Titan Lord has destroyed most of it. And we offer you a chance to design the new City of Immortals. Who better, than a Heroine of Olympus and the greatest daughter of the Wisdom Goddess." At the end of the statment, Annabeth's eyes were wide and she was slightly dazed. After about 30 seconds to contol the eide array of ideas, that had befallen her, she just nodded and went back to the crown. Until the Sea God's voice thundered.
"PERSEUS JACKSON!" At that proclamation, everybody's whispers quickly shut up and all looked at the son of Poseidon as he throtted his way in the middle of the 12 Olympian Gods and Goddesses and bowed in front of Zeus before kneeling before his Father.
"Does anybody deny that my son is worthy?" After a few grumbles from the gods that didn't like him as much, everybody quited down. The next god who spoke was the King of The Gods, Zeus.
"Then we offer you the greatest gift to a mortal." At Percy's raised eyebrow, the Lord of the Skies continued. "Godhood. You would be your Father's leutinent forever, you would never feel sick or perish."
Ignoring the gasps of the demigods watching, Percy looked at the options. He didnt have anyone right now, except his Father and Mother and living forever isn't half bad.
But he had seen himself in battle and knew what to expect. He would probably be another War God, feared by most. Ares will try to murder h every moment, knowing that he won't really die. Amphitrite and Triton would hate him for eternity, and he would probably have to serve them as a minor god. He loved his dad, but at this moment the cons overweighted the odds. Plus had to make sure another war as such never happened again. He couldn't let another demigod take his place. So he chose.
Everybody in the Throne Room, Gods, demigods and more were staring at Percy, waiting for his answer, even though they weren't excpecting it. Murmurs broke through the crowd, as they had been waiting for at least 45 seconds. Zeus was getting more and more annoyed with the son of Poseidon, who was he to question him, the King of Gods!
"No." With that simple word, silence befell everyone for 5 seconds, before everybody's voice sounded in the room, before Zeus slammed his Master Bolt on the ground.
"You dare deny, our generous gift?" Questioned the King of the Gods through his teeth, his hands itching to slam his Bolt on the insolent demigod, who thought that being mortal was better then being a god.
"I mean no disrespect Lord Zeus, but I just have no wish to be a God. I would prefer to go to Elysium with all my fallen friends in time. I can't do that if i am a God. But I still have a wish, though I would prefer a solemn oath before I present it."
Many of the Gods were ready to vaporise the disrespective mortal. Though Athena was looking at him curiosly. She by no extent liked the demigod, but wanted to know what would be better then living forever. Poseidon was saddened, that his son wanted one day to die, but he would find a way save him from such a fate. He would never lose his favourite son. The others though, didn't think as fondly of him.
"Fine, I, Lord Zeus, in the name of the Olympian Council, swear on the river Styx to give Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon, his wish, as long as it is reasonable and within our power." After the oath, thunder boomed, singling the oath intact.
"My wish is that the Gods recognise their children. All children, of all Gods. No more unclaimed or Minor Gods' kids in the Hermes cabin. We will build new cabins for every God and Goddess, even Lord Hades, as Nico has shown, that he deserves it. Lord Hades also defended Olympus from Kronos, so he deserves to be recognised." Before any Gods interrupt him, Percy continued.
"I also wish, that the Gods and demigods, who have joined the Titan's side be forgiven, as they have been shunned. Well, no longer. That is my wish."
At that moment the demigods were watching with smiles and wide eyes, while the Gods were not so happy. Poseidon was bursting with pride at his son. Zeus was about to remark, but Athena cut him off first.
"I find the wish very reasonable and propose we do it. If we had done that, the Titan Lord may have never returned. The demigods' oaths were what caused him to reform faster."
After a few grumbles, the Gods finally accepted and Annabeth recieved the task to build all new cabins. So it was time to party for the victors in the War. Though Percy wasn't in the mood, so he just went back to Apollo's temple and feinted on the bed.
Next Day - With the Gods
The 12 Olympians were in the Throne Room, most of them looking angry. Thay were remembering how the son of Poseidon had stated yesterday, that being mortal was better that being a God. That had struck their pride greatly and they wanted to make him an immortal. He was powerful and they needed a hero like that binded towards them forever. He would be useful in the coming wars.
Zeus especially was ranting at how foolish and disrespectful the son of Poseidon is for denying their offer at being a god. Poseidon too wanted his son to become immortal, while for different reasons. But most just wanted to know why would someone want to be mortal. Until Hestia spoke.
"Perseus cares about his mother too much. He loves his family, you shoudn't force him into godhood. It was his choice." She tried to reason, but her family's pride was hurt. They coudn't comprehend living for a few mortals.
"I will not let my son die because of a few mortals!" Shouted Poseidon, while the other gods agreed.
"What would you do then, Poseidon?" Asked Athena, for one she wasn't sure how to persuade Perseus to join their cause. She was the goddess of wisdom, but Perseus' sheer unpredictibility was too much for her to create a lasting theory.
"I will talk to Sally, she is important to Percy and if she tells him to, he will accept godhood. Plus she can be very scary." Said the God of the Seas with a shudder, remembering once, when Sally yelled at him. Normally he would vaporise any mortal who dared speak to him like that, but the mother of Percy Jackson wasn't to be trifled with.
"And brother, what if she rejects?" Said Hades, knowing his nephew probably has similar traits to his mother.
"Sally cares about her son more then anything, she knows it will best for him. A parent should always do the best for his child." Said the God of the Seas somewhat smugly, he was sure his son would be a god by tommorow."I will talk to her and she will definatly persuade Percy into accepting godhood."
"Does anybody else need to share anything to the council?" Asked Zeus, already fed up of meetings. Right now he just wanted to bed some random woman. Why coudn' things just be easier with a horny god, but he had to worry about his wife going nuclear on mortals.
"Actually little brother, I sensed an few unnatural deaths today." Said the Lord of the Dead, while also tired of his little brother's antics, knew he had to report it.
"Were the dead mortals?" Asked Zeus.
"Yes, a married couple, it is interesting be"-here Zeus cut him off.
"If it's mortals, we will deal with it another time, I need to go seduce... , I mean I have duties to do." He quickly changed his answer at Hera's glare.
At that, all present gods turned into their divine form and teleported to wherever they wanted. Except one.
Hestia was at the hearth, preserving it with her stick. She had hoped to stop her family from forcing her favourite demigod into something he didn't wish, even if it was 'for the greater good'. She and Perseus both knew, that this was a matter of the god's pride and how usefull he is to them. The Olympians are going as far as using their Savior, who had willingly helped them, for their own selfish deeds.
The Goddess of the Hearth signed, she had hoped that Percy would be able to change the Olympians from their egoistical ways. She had no idea how true those predictions of hers were.
With Percy
The son of Poseidon woke up at noon, still in Apollo's temple. He hadn't gotten any chance to speak with his father after the ceremony. While he wasn't aiming for more glory and admiration, it wouldn't be bad for a father to check on his son. Even if the father was an immensly powerful God and the son was the Hero of Olympus. Then a very worrying thought passed through his mind.
He hadn't called his mother. It was 2 days after the battle and she would definatly be angry.
Percy took a drachma from the shelf and created a rainbow using his powers. Then, he chanted "Oh Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering and show me Sally Jackson.".
The image showed his mother clutching over in pain. He frowned when he saw that and was about to remark, before a bright light enveloped the apartment.
Poseidon had come to talk to his mother.
Normally Percy wouldn't want to stalk his mother and father, but he was genuitly curious why Poseidon would speak to his mother before him. So he decided not to reveal himself.
When Sally saw Poseidon, she immidietly blushed and started stuttering.
"H-h-hello P-poseidon, what brings you here." Then she went into what the demigod called 'Mama Bear Mode'." Is my son ok? What happened to him? Why hasn't he called me yet? Wha" -before she could continue the Lord of the Seas cut her off.
"Our son is fine, he killed Kronos. I wanted to talk about something else. Can we speak?" Asked Poseidon and Sally quickly got a chair and sat down, itching to learn what happened to her 'baby boy'.
"Now, when Percy managed to defeat the Titan King, he was offered a very intriguing reward." At those words Sally leaned forward a little bit, she needed to know what was going on with her son."Godhood."
At those words, Sally's eyes widened and she smiled. She had always worried about how one day her son would die. He was a hero and heroes rarely got a happy ending. Now her son would never have to die.
"And that is what I wanted to discuss. Percy denied that reward and in return asked for the minor gods' kids to be recognised and forgiven for their actions in the War. Can you please speak to him and show him that this is for the best?"
Sally was shocked by that statement. She knew her son was very selfless compared to normal people, but she wouldn't see even them denying godhood, after clearly earning it.
But she understood. Percy must have been shaken after the war. When he died, he wanted to meet his friends in Elysium. Plus most of the gods didn't like him.
"Hestia told us that he didn't want to be a god because of his love for his family. I thought if someone could show Percy the error of his ways, it would be you."
"Poseidon, I understand, but this is his choice and as his mother I will always stand beside him. Plus there is something else. I actually wish he would be here for me more often." Sally was sad, that her boy won't live forever, but she would always be with him. Then, she dropped the bomb. "I'm pregnant, Poseidon."
At those words, Percy was shocked, but happy. He had always wanted somebody that he could love, and now more then ever. He was happy for his mother, but didn't expect what happened next.
The God of the Seas was angry. No, he was furious. How dare this mortal, after having his son, open her legs for another human and care for her second child more. He would never lose his favourite son, so he could babysit a mortal baby.
Poseidon was so angry, that for a moment he lost control. His divine form flickered for a second.
But that second was more then enough. Where Sally and her unborn child stood, was left only her engagement ring from Paul. He had vaporised his own lover in rage.
At that sight, Percy was stunned. He never thought his father would kill the mother of his son and his former lover. Then his rage kicked in. Percy had never been so angry at his entire life. Only a voice stopped him from exploding Apollo's temple and killing his father.
Control yourself young Perseus, you will face your Father in the future. The voice was calming and warm and a smell of ozone passed through him. It reminded him of Thalia, his cousin and one of his closest people. His rage then froze into pure hatred. His former father would die for hurting his mother! Then the misterious voice spoke again.
Good job, prepare yourself for what is to happen and I will help you when the time comes. You will know what to do.
He did not know why, but it felt good, when he recieved praise. Poseidon had never really complimented him before. The only praise he recieved was from his mother and Chiron, of who he thought as a second father.
At the thought of his mother Percy's heart ached again. Tears atarted to form in his eyes. Now he could never speak to the mother who took care of him. To raised him to be the hero was.
Percy would never meet his new sibling. He/She was killed by Poseidon. And Poseidon would pay for it!
But he bad no idea what the voice meant by to prepare himself from what is to come. And it worried him.
Percy didn't have much time to worry before Apollo came to bring him in the Throne room. He noticed that the normally cheery and happy Sun God looked grim. Before he could ask, he was teleported for the second time in two days in front of the Olympians. And they didn't look happy to see him.
In the Throne Room
Percy looked around in the Throne Room. Yesterday, all the gods looked happy, that they had won the battle. But now, all of them had a neutral expression. Except a few. Ares was looking at the scene unfolding in front of him with glee. The God of War lived to cause pain to those, who he hated. Zeus also had a smug look on his face, as if King of the Gods had found a very hard answer to a question noone knew.
Hestia though, she looked as if she had been crying. Her normally bright orange eyes, filled with hope, were dull. Even the fire of the hearth was almost nonexistant, as much as it had been during the battle of Manhatten. Then Zeus, still with his smug look, spoke.
"Perseus Jackson, we the council have come to a decision. You cannot remain mortal. If you deny our very generous gift, that has never been given twice before, again, you will be killed and thrown into the Fields of Punishment to be tortured forever." Before I could retort, the voice spoke again, though this time more stressed.
Do not give in Perseus, and I will come to your aid. I swear it on the River Stys and my domains.
At hearing the solemn oath, Percy, like the voice had said, knew what to do. He would never give in to those, who had caused him so much pain. The misterious person waa the only person who somewhat cared for him. So he chose.
"No." Before Zeus could throw his Master Bolt, Poseidon, his ex-father, spoke.
"Son, think clearly. You prefer to-" At hearing this, Percy lost himself in rage, and the Throne room shook from the tremors.
"YOU DARE CALL ME YOUR SON POSEIDON! YOU ARE NO FATHER OF MINE! NOT AFTER YOU KILLED MY MOTHER! SHE WAS ABOUT TO HAVE A NORMAL LIFE AND YOU MURDERED HER WITH HER UNBORN! I WILL-" Before Percy could continue screaming bloody murder at Poseidon, Hephasteus got behind him. In his rage, he never noticed the chains around his wrists and ankles.
"Last chance Perseus, accept or die!" Thundered Zeus, though he liked seing his brother get thrashed by his own son.
"Never!" Growled Percy, filled with anger and defiance.
"Then so be it!" And Zeus stood up and threw his Master Bolt. It connected and Percy arched his back, screaming in agony.
Before darkness overtook him and he fell unconscious.
With Percy-Unknown Location
Percy had hoped that the voice he heard was trustworthy, and his instinct was to follow it, but he would have never expected this.
After waking up with a headache worthy of Olympus, Percy saw the sky. For a moment, Percy thought that he was turned in a constellation. But why would Artemis do that?
After finally looking around, he realised something.
He was actually in the sky. Or actually, the term would be on the sky
He saw an incredible palace in front of him. It was overall in blue, like the color of the sky, with linings in white, yellow and dark blue, resembling different kinds of thunder. It had massive domes on top of the different towers. They were probably over 100 meters high each and he coudn't see the end on the other side of the palace. It was truly a magnificent sight. Zeus' palace on Olympus, while having a similar theme, paled in comparison to this.
After taking in enough of the beauty in front of him, he decided to explore. Seing as he was actually standing over the sky, he could see earth beneath him. He was captivated at how many different people he could observe. He would be lost and could spend forever just looking at it.
When he regained his bearings, Percy decided to try his luck and walked right in the castle.
It was an awesome castle on the outside, but marvelous on the inside. The palace's walls flowed with different colors of lightning. It looked like some sort of directions.
He decided to follow the blue lightning. Why not! It was blue!
While going around the palace, he saw many things he couldn't truly understand. There were wind spirits and auras flying everywhere, humans sparring and even a giant scorpion was chasing someone, who looked a bit familiar.
As he got further in the castle, the blue lightning on the walls became thicker and brighter, almost as if it was glowing.
Finally, he was in front of 2 giant blue gates. They were over 10 metres in hight and completely dwarfed him in every sense or form. Even though they were massive, they opened quietly as Percy came near them.
Percy fount himself in a giant room, similar to the Throne room on Olympus. At the other side was a giant throne 10 meter throne with somebody on it.
The man looked similar to Zeus. He had the same electic blue eyes and the same proud, regal and sophisticated look. But though the King of Gogs' eyes tried to intimidate the people in front of him, this being's pupils held immense knowledge, as if they are reading your soul. He had white, almost gray hair with some facial hair. He was also pulsing with power, almost suffocating Percy just from looking at him.
But he was sure of something. This was the man who had spoken to him these few times. But while was he so interesting to another immortal? He had the same smell of ozone and the same presense, as if a calm after a storm. Percy decided it is now or never. He kneel and got the Being's attention.
"Sorry My Lord, who are you and why did you save me and bring me here?" Percy never used to be so respectful, but the Being in front of him radiated authority.
"Great-grandson, I need your help on something, that would benefit us both greatly in the future." Said the Being, now identified as his Great-grandfather. Percy was never good at knowing things, but after that clue he knew who was standing in front of him.
"What is that Great-grandfather?" Then Ouranos, the Primordial God of the Heavens stood up of his throne and took a human size, though he was still slightly taller then Percy.
The Primordial went to Percy and put a hand on his shoulder, signaling him to rise. The demigod slowly stood up, looking in Ouranos' eyes, electric blue to sea green.
"I want to start a new Golden Age, and I need someone to lead it. You are worthy for that position, Perseus."