I watched as Percy transformed into a girl. I faced myself with one decision. Am I about to become a lesbian?

Grover watched my face, and I'm pretty sure he could guess what I was feeling, because he then asked me "Do you mind dating girls?"

"Forget about girls. He's going to become a goddess!" I said in an undertone, as Percy's shirt exploded. That would take some getting used to, especially for her, considering the large size of her breasts, and the fact that Percy never, ever probably even imagined having breasts one day. Perhaps I could help him get used to them. But just then I remembered that Aphrodite was going to help Percy be a woman.

Poseidon then put Percy, or more appropriately, Kallista, under. I do, and always will prefer Percy. Perhaps it's just because I met Percy as Percy. I understand that he's a female now, and that he can't go around with a name like Percy but…I just don't know.

Aphrodite then rose up in the air, and said to the Olympian Council "I Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, willingly give all my power, my abilities, and my attributes to the son of Poseidon, Percy Jackson. From now on, he shall hold all of my previously held powers, and he shall be a female by the name of Kallista." I saw Percy's mind working behind the mane of blonde hair he know possessed. I could almost hear him thinking "I could use this if I don't want to be the goddess of love anymore." At least I hoped that's what he was thinking.

Aphrodite's beauty, her fashion sense and everything about her just left her. She looked like an average adult, wearing a pair of blue jeans, sneakers and a white shirt. It was very basic. Her hair wasn't styled, but it wasn't exactly ugly either. It just looked average. The pink flow of energy, which I assumed was her powers, flowed their way into Percy's body, and they rose him up in the air. He woke up all the sudden. A hissing voice asked Percy as the pink trail of energy flowed into his body "Perseus Jackson, do you accept the goddess Aphrodite's power?"

Percy said strongly and confidently in a strange, new female voice "Yes. I accept all of Aphrodite's powers, along with the responsibilities and attributes that come along with it."

I was silently surprised. Percy couldn't have said that sentence a year ago. Perhaps part of becoming a goddess was losing your ADHD. That would be impossible though, because your battle instincts would be gone. I don't know. Something was probably guiding Percy through the words. As I was absently thinking, Percy was knocked back out, and hit the ground with extraordinary speed.

Every bone in her body was broken, and blood leaked out of him like a river. I ran to her and kissed her on the lips, the most passionate kiss I had ever given anyone. Everybody was watching me, but I didn't care. She was bleeding all over the place, and I couldn't stop it. I sat there next to her body after I was done kissing her, crying my eyes out. She kept bleeding for hours and hours, and I sat there crying until I couldn't cry anymore. I dolefully sat by her body, waiting for it all to end; waiting for her to wake up. If she ever woke up…no, don't think that.

All the sudden, Percy's bones began to arrange themselves into the arrangement they were in before she broke all of them. He stopped bleeding right then, and by the look of things, she had bled out completely. Zeus then came down next to me, and he sat down next to Percy. With a wave of his hand, a canister of golden substance appeared in his hand. It looked like…no it couldn't be. Ichor? Just in some canister? I was completely shocked, and Zeus, seeing the look on my face said to me "What, where do you think we keep it? In our shirts and tunics? Hell, I don't even wear a tunic anymore. Scratch that."

I quietly wondered why Zeus was being so kind to me, but I didn't dwell on it. If gods wanted to be kind to me, they would. Take things as they go, and it'll all be alright. Zeus poured the golden Ichor into Percy's mouth, and Percy's body inflamed as the Ichor went down. Her face, arms, legs and his entire body went tomato red as the Ichor flowed through his body. The Ichor burned her still mortal skin, and I quietly told myself that if I was ever offered to be a goddess, I would never accept, for I would have to endure this. I imagined Percy felt this great pain, because her face screwed up in pain as the Ichor went through her.

Finally, the Ichor was done flowing through her. She rested easier, but her skin was still red. She stopped moving, and I could've sworn she was dead. I noticed that the crowd from the battle of Manhattan hadn't left, and still stood there on hand. I suddenly felt self-conscious, being that I had been crying over Percy's body for hours. I forgot about it though, and I sat there until Percy's skin turned back to its normal tan/white coloring. It must've been hours since the ceremony for turning Percy into a god had began, but everybody was still here. It made sense, considering that not every day you get to witness someone turn into a girl, and a goddess.

Percy stirred, and I patiently waited for him. He opened her eyes slowly, as though she was seeing the world for the very first time. I couldn't even imagine what she was feeling, and how different it must be from the previous life he had lived. She blinked a couple times, and said "Annabeth?"

"Yes Percy?" I responded softly, my voice lined with compassion and love for the now female goddess that I loved.

"How long has it been since I passed out?" Percy asked me as though she was sleepy.

"If I had to guess, it was probably about two days Seaweed Brain."

At this instant, she pulled me down into the most compassionate kiss I had ever felt in my lifetime. It felt even better than the kiss I gave Percy when he fell from the height. But I understood now that it was necessary to break all of his bones. After maybe hours, we broke apart.

"Thank you Annabeth."