Ate's Revenge: Sequel to Demigod

~by JanayOkay14

A/N:

—RANT BEGIN—

I JUST read "The Lost Hero" and it really hit home just how much I miss canon Percy. Hopefully
Mr. Riordan goes a little Stephanie Meyer on us for like, five seconds, and writes a whole different, separate-from-series book about what Percy was doing during Lost Hero time. I'm sure it'll be explained in the next book, but I'll still miss Percy's 1st person POV. To me, Leo is almost as cool as Percy, but not yet. Don't get me wrong, Jason's a cool hero, but A) water has way more possibilities than air, and B) Jason is like, super perfect Mr. Ken Carter doll. Percy has flaws, which makes his good qualities even better.

And don't get me started on the two leading couples.

Point? Lost Hero rocked, and Percy = Love Forever!

—RANT END—

Chapter 2: Where Percy Ignores a Warning

Ate's mysterious visit was all anyone could talk about for the rest of the day.

When Justin heard about it, he nearly had a heart attack from sheer rage. He marched to the Big House to demand what his mother had been doing there, but by then Mr. D was gone on mysterious business, and Chiron didn't have any answers.

"I have a weird feeling about this," Justin told Percy around the campfire. "Why would she be here? She can't go after me, I'm divine now. So now I'm worried about you."

"Me?" Percy looked up. He had been concentrating on a flickering miniature campfire—made out of water—in his palm, and when he stopped, it pooled into a ball.

"Yeah, you. Don't you think my mom is going to be mad about all of—" he waved his hand to indicated Percy, himself, and everything in their general area "—this?"

"I thought all the monsters she sent to kill us meant she was already mad," Percy said with a straight face and only faintly sarcastic tone. It was his eyes that gave the joke away. "My mistake, that must have been the warm up."

"Are you through?"

"We both know the answer to that." Justin grinned, but a cold chill shot up and down his spine at the thought of his mother's feverish blue eyes watching them.

"Look Percy," he said carefully, watching his friend watch Annabeth across the fire. "Just be careful."

Percy nodded, looking like he'd already left the conversation. Justin stood up, shaking his head, and walked away, already thinking that orange really wasn't his color, and wouldn't it be so much better if the camp t-shirts were purple?

At first, Percy didn't seem to notice his friend was gone.

"Careful," he said to himself, suddenly smiling into the fire. He threw the little water ball up in the air, where it exploded in a spectacular, glittering firework against the night sky. He stood, watching as the remains shot off in different directions, some headed to Ate, the others to Olympus.

He put his hands in his pockets and walked away, still smiling and saying to himself, "Aren't I always?"

Ate listened to Percy's message with growing outrage. She sat on her throne, in a cave, under a mountain, and deep beneath the earth. When the message ended, her few and frightened minions scattered like startled fish.

"HOW DARE—!" she threw a porcelain pot. "THAT LITTLE—!" she shattered a glass vase. Then she stood and just yelled. "UUUUUUUGH!" She whirled to face the messenger, burning with rage. "WHO THE HADES DOES HE THINK HE IS?"

"The Son of Poseidon?" the little ball of water answered helpfully.

She struggled for a moment to think of what would destroy water, and then screamed. "BOIL IT! POLLUTE IT! TURN IT TO STEAM! JUST GET RID OF IT!"

One minion ran into the room carrying a pot, a bag of dirt, and a box of matches. She quickly started a fire, grabbed the little ball and put it inside of the pot, and then dumped the dirt inside of it. Then she ran out like a shadow hound was after her.

Ate stood immobile for a moment, and then a smile inched over her glittering face. She walked over to a magic window that showed her camp half-blood in real time. She watched as Percy and Annabeth slipped into the woods, quickly finding a quiet place to make out.

Even as the dirty ball of magic water continued to bubble variations Percy's message: "Give it up, we won. Give it up, it's over. Give it up. Give it up. Give it up. You lose" her smile just grew wider.

"So," she said, reaching into the image to place her hand on Percy's head and release a burst of power. "He gloats before the battle has begun? He'll regret that later."

She pulled her hand away, leaving a trail of red glitter, and Percy jerked away from Annabeth.

Annabeth asked what was wrong, embarrassed, and all Percy could do was murmur "Nothing, nothing." Ate watched as her red glitter settled into Percy's skin and hair, and their argument heated up. Finally, Annabeth walked away in a huff, and Ate laughed, long and hard.

Regret it, indeed.

A/N: If you didn't get that last scene, it was basically that the already impulsive Percy, when effected by the powers of a goddess of rash deeds, would become even more so. And therefore would probably say the first things that came to his head, and those things would probably make Annabeth mad.

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