Disclaimer: Still not Rick, but I wish I was because then Percy and Jason would have had an epic battle to prove that Thalia is the strongest child of the Big Three (lol, We love empowered women)


Italics = Mental communication


Percy POV (10 years after becoming a God)

It starts with a headache.

Zeus has been unbearable all day. He told my father that he was woken from his sleep by a violent thrashing in his skull. My father, concerned for his brother, suggested visiting Rhea for guidance. Zeus being Zeus ignored my father and told him to get the Hades away from him. So I'm stuck on babysitting duties.

Zeus had been slumped in his throne, muttering to himself, when he let out an agonizing roar that shook Olympus.

I immediately get up from my place outside the Throne Room and rush in to find him in the center of the room, the marble cracked beneath his knees, keeled over and pounding at his skull.

"GET IT OUT! GET! IT! OUT!" Zeus roars, slamming his fists against his head so hard he bleeds. "PERSEUS MAKE IT STOP!"

I freeze. I'm barely a god. My father refers to me as a baby god. I am so out of my depth. "What do I do?!"

"MAKE IT STOP!" Zeus punctuates his howl of pain by slamming the floor his foot so hard his bolt falls over and shoots splintering spears of lightning across the room.

I make an (uneducated) rash decision. I unsheathed my sword, Havoc, and slam the blade against Zeus' forehead. Not the smartest move, taking a sword to the head of the King of Olympus, but I couldn't think of anything else and he wants whatever it is out! A giant hole in your head should make it easy for something to get out. I think.

As soon as my blade hits his flesh, light bursts from the wound instead of ichor. It's so bright that I have to turn away, shielding my eyes in the crook of my elbow. I only return my gaze when the light fades and Zeus lets out a relieved sigh.

"Uh, hi." I don't have anything better to say seeing as there is a gorgeous woman standing in full battle regalia —she has a spear, for Zeus' sake!— staring at me.

"Hello."

"Did you just pop out of my uncle's head?" It seems obvious, but I have to check. I know my father said being a godling is always entertaining, but this is just too much.

"I believe so, yes." She even sounds pretty. How does someone sound pretty?

I sheathed my sword, to show I'm not a threat, and I extend my arm. "My name's Perseus. Son of Poseidon."

She grasps my forearm in greeting. "I am Athena, named by my mother Metis, whom Zeus devoured."

I wince, slipping my arm out of her grasp. I'm not going to even think about my uncle eating his ex-wife. That's just gross. "Well, hi Athena. Welcome to Olympus. The Fates should be dropping in soon to give you your domains. Or, at least, that's what they did when I showed up in the Throne Room, ready to be a god."

As if on cue, The Fates appear in a shower of light.

Atropos glances around, noting that it's only Zeus, Athena, and I, and scoffs. She turns to me, as if knowing I'm still confused by the turn of events. She's not wrong, but still. Creepy. "Zeus ate his wife out of paranoia. Now, his daughter stands before him, freed by his nephew. I could not be more pleased with the turn of events."

I mean...that is a strange, albeit entertaining turn of events.

"Enough, Atropos. Give the godling her titles so we may leave," Clotho grumbles.

Lachesis notices that Atropos whirls on their sister and acts as mediator between her sisters. She announces Athena's domains. I pray I never have any of the Fates look at me the way Atropos just looked at Clotho. "I present Pallas Athena, goddess of Wisdom, Reason, Battle, Strategy, Arts, and Crafts."

The Fates vanish in a shower of light, but I notice the dark looks they give each other on their departure. That'll be some talk.

"I guess I'm not the only child of the Olympians anymore," I grin at Athena, trying to break the tense silence. It earns a smile from the new goddess and a grunt from Zeus.

Little did I know how I would miss being the only godling of the major gods.

(A few hundred years later)

"Percy, you've been summoned to Olympus."

I pause, the towering wall of ocean water I'm manipulating sloshing as I turn to face Hermes. "What's the issue now? I haven't done anything this time, I swear."

Hermes grins. "I really want to know what you did—" I offer a cheeky smile and shrug in response. "—but there's been an issue. Apollo and Artemis have been given their domains. You...well, it's best if you just come with me."

I sigh, allowing the wall of water to trickle back into the ocean. I grab Hermes' staff and, suddenly, I am standing in the middle of the Throne Room, one very angry goddess glaring at me. All the others, my father included, just offering looks of pity. Some even look at me with distaste. I take a moment to note all the gods that look at me with distaste tend to be Zeus' children.

Who would've thought Zeus would fill the Throne Room with his children? (All of Olympus, I guess. I'm still pissed he kicked Uncle Hades and Aunt Hestia off the Council, though. Right bastard, he is.) And to think, I used to loathe being the only one...

An awkward silence descends on the room. My favorite.

Artemis, radiating a hellacious aura of violent red, blurts in her rage, "God of hunting, animals, and tracking? Those are my domains!"

Really? She's mad because we share domains? I can only shrug. "Technically, they're mine. I was born first, I was given them first."

Apparently, my response is not appreciated because I end up having to snatch an arrow out of the air.

"Artemis," I look to my father, whose stare pierces into Artemis' head. His aura is a soft red; building anger. Uh oh. "My son is a fine hunter. I understand you are hesitant, but please, give him a chance."

Artemis steps off her throne—seriously, Zeus already has thrones for them?!— and approaches me. "Well, Perseus, time to test your skills, then." She gestures me forward. I'm not foolish enough to disobey the silent order, so I step toward her.

She grabs my hand, and then the world disappears in a blinding silver light.

(Somewhere in Greece) - A/N: When things are vague, it's because the narrator doesn't know where they are

"I hate flash travel," I grumble as Artemis drops my hand.

"There is a hydra here in Argolis. We need to hunt it, Perseus."

"Give me a second," I murmur, closing my eyes and concentrating on the hydra, and it's location. I know my projection is successful when Artemis gasps.

My eyes open to see a familiar light (holographic) map consisting of small, various colored figures and creatures. Their colors and size relative to the individual and the scale of the map.

"This is me," I point to my figure, which sea green and ocean blue. "This is you," I point to the figure next to me, colored silver with slight gold. "The black figured are hell hounds and they look to be about 30 miles southeast of us. I've never seen those white figures before. They're about 45 miles to the west, but I would guess humanoid creatures of some sort, since humans tend to appear brown and orange."

My eyes scan the map until I find it. I jab my finger through the light, causing it to wisp briefly. "That sickly green-yellow monster figure, 5 miles north of the white figures. That's the hydra."

Artemis looks, dare I say, impressed. "Good job Perseus. Now to destroy it."

I gulp. Here we go.


Hello, hello. I'm sorry this is short, but it was necessary. This seems like a filler chapter, but Percy being the oldest of his generation of gods is going to be a recurring theme. It also sets up two important relationships for Percy, so this was a key chapter that I needed to rewrite to include that. (Also, sorry there is no fight scene. The actual fight will come in later chapters.)

So, this is a bit different from the first time around. I'm thinking taking it slower. I was reading through the original and found it rushed. Some events will be removed, altered, or just referenced to simply depending on how it contributes to my plot. Things will definitely stray starting from the TTC and on.

I will also be doing more Third Person POV in the coming chapters, and only switching individual perspectives when I want to show more of what the character is feeling. I'm not a big fan of first person, so writing it is a bit of a struggle. So look forward to more third person POV with scattered character perspective here and there.

The next update will be in the next week or so. I'm going to try to do it quickly, but I need to do some revising and editing, especially since I'm changing things up.

Also, I've been studying for the LSAT and GRE (I have no idea what I want to do with my life guys) so my life is a bit chaotic but I HAVEN'T GIVEN UP. So if some updates are slower than others, it's because I'm having an mental breakdown/existential crisis.

So, thanks for hanging in there thus far.

-Shade