Hi! I hope you all have a great day where ever you are. Thank you to anyone who favourites and follows this story =) Warning: story contains BoyxBoy, swearing, scenes of violence and bear in mind and ratings may be turned up soon.

So I think I better clear up a few pairings for this story (for the older demigods): Nico/Sirena. Percy/Wolfram. Annabeth/Reyna. Frank/Leo/Hazel and Jason/Piper.


-Eighteen years previously-

Nico smiled as he carried a bandaged and almost mummy like looking Sirena in his arms as they walked across camp. The sun was setting and the firework show was already being prepared. He was dressed in some jeans and his usual black shirt as the moonlight had begun to flare across the hill where demigods were eagerly and excitedly taking their seats. The stars were all shinning beautifully and the world for once was in no danger. No threat of monster bearing down on them with a hunger to rip them apart. No traitors or worries. No threat of being attacked. No one trying to split them up. Jack and Jamie had asked if they could babysit Alex for the night which the small boy had been nothing short of ecstatic about.

That left just Nico and Sirena as they took a seat on a large black blanket which Nico had set out for them earlier. He had placed down a few pillows encase they had decided to fall asleep and a few blankets if a cold breeze decided to pick up on them. They had everything ready and set for their peaceful night. Tomorrow they would set sail for camp Jupiter and would finally be out of trouble and the pain of having to worry if they're being followed every step of the way in their lives. They could rest calm and easy.

However Nico almost flinched as he rested Sirena down who winced slightly at the ache which was still set painfully in his bones and back. He had decided that he would wear a hood for the meantime. The look of the other demigods who would stare at him curiously because he was wearing a hood, would be a thousand times more bearable than the looks of the others who could see his ravaged and savagely clawed face. "I'm not some porcelain doll you know." Sirena whispered as Nico set him down as gently as possible. The boy smiled softly and turned his head towards the sparkling water as both he and Nico snuggled closer together. Sirena with his head resting against his fiancée's chest. He kept smiling gently whenever he glanced down at the ring on his finger. "I'm not going to break if you touch me!"
"Oh, believe me. I know that." Nico purred as his hand caressed the other boy's cheek with a natural and never ending abundance of free love which would only now and forever belong to him. Sirena blushed wildly before going back to watching the movement of the water as it lapped up against the distant sand. "This should have been our first date.. it shouldn't have taken me this long and an entire quest" His voice held such a scar of pain that Sirena could help but gently lean up and place their lips together in a soft embrace. It had been such a long year couple of months. They had all gained and lost so much in such a small amount of time. "I promise. I'm never going to be that stupid, immature, selfish boy ever again." He reached out an ran his fingers gently along Sirena's jaw line.
"We're together now." The smaller boy whispered as their soft lips met. "That's all that matters."

His smile slowly began to spread. "Now and forever." Both agreed as they pulled closer together and watched the distant fireworks beginning to soar.

-present day-

Charlie watched as most demigods and legacies were beginning to grow uneasy and bored as their parents were delayed and caught back by the blizzard which had completely snowed them under. The roads and bridges were blocked so the whole ceremony had been postponed for just the bit longer. He had wrapped his scarf tightly around him as cold trembles had spread up his spine sending him mad. He didn't mind the cold, but this was becoming ridiculous. Everyone was becoming even more stressed the longer that they seemed to have to wait. "Miss me so much that you had to come back and see me?" Charlie teased as he watched Connor slowly walking back through the crowd towards him and Jonathan who had huddled together to try and get some warmth. The ceremony would never be cancelled... the mere idea of that would probably set off some crisis among some of the demigods who were so desperate to get out of here and celebrate!
"D-Damn it... Gods, I hate Khione." Charlie muttered as his cheeks were turning rose crimson from the intense cold.
"We have to figure out a way to keep everyone warm." Connor agreed as he placed a hand on his hip without a care as he looked around and locked his eyes on the stage.

A slow and sly grin began to move onto his lips as he began to- "Don't even think of it." Jonathan growled as he pulled his younger brother closer to him. "No chance in Tartarus are you going to do that!"
"I was going to suggest that we use a son of Apollo. But now that you mention it." Connor's grin grew all the more deeper across his face. His slightly rouge lips pressing together in a hard and firm line as his eyes dance and burned with absolute joy and ambition. His hair swayed in the blizzard breeze while the purple in his eyes darkened even deeper than his grin. "Your little brother apparently does have a talented tongue." He raised his hands quickly as Jonathan's glare bore through him. "Though of course it doesn't have a reputation like yours does, oh fair doppelgänger." Connor slowly drew them over to the side of the stage where he lent back against the side of the clear and perfect black floor. His eyes kept glancing up towards the large strobe lights as he forced Charlie to subtly follow his gaze. Magic was so easy to use once you had understood psychology and the mind. Now that Connor had planted the seed of Charlie up there and singing, there was now a slight stem of curiosity growing inside of him. It was that bit of curiosity which gave Connor the easy ability to begin to warp the boy's perception: the way Connor could emphasise certain and small aspects of the boy's sight. Making Charlie take notice of smaller things; a microphone, the speakers, the room of the stage... well it's not as though Charlie didn't want to do it! If he had no desire to do it, then the subtle magic would work! But the fact that the younger twin was beginning to notice all of this just proved the deep desire inside of him to do it. So college boy isn't such a caged and leashed kitty after all. Connor thought slyly as he stared deeply into those beautiful emerald eyes. "Think about it... that would be one really wild thing to do. No one would have thought that the small and runt of the Di Angelos would have any chance up there on the stage."
"Connor!" Jonathan snarled as he hadn't noticed his younger brother beginning to frown.
"Imagine... what would Lucy think if she saw you up there with every adoring you."

That brought both twins to a grinding stop as they took that into consideration for a moment. Their older sister furious and beyond rage as she could do nothing as she would hear about them being applauded. "You manipulative bastard." Jonathan growled under his breath as his younger brother was dragged away behind the stage with wide and uncertain eyes.
"You call it manipulative. I call it getting a job done." Slowly the boy's pale hand came to run back through his hair which fell back flat as it curved back over his head. His cold smile seemed to fracture Jonathan's insides. "Besides. I wasn't the only one who wanted to see him up on that stage. Was I?" His voice purred like the most corrupted and sly cat that Jonathan had ever heard. "You wanted to see him crush Lucy in one way or another." Connor shrugged. "Plus I'm pretty sure you wanted to see him in one of those costumes." His cat line smirk almost became too much to make Jonathan restrict himself from punching that smug face.
"Watch your feline mouth." Jonathan snarled and slowly began to walk up the obsidian steps onto the clear stage.

It would be fair enough to say that the size of the stage was decently incredible. Then again, the moment the whole ceremony ended, those who had chosen to go to the college in new Rome would be thrown back with the parents and into the city. They were not welcome at the plans which had been made that evening, they were not exactly appreciated by the hunters who would have claim dominion over the stage and surrounding area for the entire evening. Those who chose to become part of 'the elder honorary guard' would be lucky if they got themselves in to the party. They would have to have very close connections to someone who was part of the hunters to actually be able to be even considered lightly.

That brought the full circle back to the main owners of the events; The Hunters. Those who would go out into the world, who would search their own adventure, set up their own space or even be lucky enough that they could complete a quest for a god. It was only when they actually completed the quest that they may then be able to return or into the front parts of new Rome. Sure they may seek refuge in camp half blood. But the idea of searching out a quest without order and without the senate. The idea of running away from what the camp had to offer. It seemed like an insult. Only the honorary guard were allowed to both the outside world and the camp.

So if this was the hunters last night in the camp? They were going to enjoy it and everything it had to offer.

Jonathan inspected how far back the stage went. The black ramp walkway stretched out a long length into in the audience way... a little too far for it to just bee a usual ramp. "Raise it up!" Connor shouted back towards the children of hephaestus, Vulcan and Athena who were working about with large headphones to each other as the speakers began to rise out of square platforms of the ground. "Raise what up?" Jonathan wondered as he turned his head back towards the ramp which began to raise into a large catwalk. The oval screen in the middle top of the back stage wall seemed to begin to flicker with life as it was adjusted and worked on quickly. "I'm guessing we maybe have about an hour before people get here for the ceremony. That gives us an honour to get people calm and settled and make them feel a bit more at ease." Connor rushed around quickly as he began consulting some of the other demigods and legacies who worked furiously, lifting neon lightning into place over the stage so that it would pierce the darkness around them but yet keep a deep shade on the stage. Small spot light like the beam of a war ship began to wind and quickly move over the stage as they were being put to their pace. "Can we get a tone of blue maybe onto the stage?" Connor paused for a moment before turning back to Jonathan who's mouth was slightly agape as he took in the sight of the full concert stage which was being put together in a matter of seconds around him. "Would blue lighting suit Charlie more?"
"You just put- you didn't even need that long- you- what the hell Jackson!" Jonathan just stared disbelieving as the boy gave a stern look.
"Lighting. Charlie. Which." The boy stated while he pointed out the best spots on platforms for the drummers and guitarists to be set. The other two but smaller oval screens on either side of the stage walls began to come to life. "How's it going up their Little L?" Connor called.
"DON'T CALL ME FREAKING LITTLE L!" A voice shouted back.

Slowly a boy stepped out from behind one of the walls. His white button up shirt had begun to get speckled with bits of sticking snow though around his caramel coloured ears small flames were beginning to flicker to life as he looked at Connor. He was dressed in smart black suit trousers and shoes. His braces reached up over his shoulder easily over his cute and middle sized height. His black hair was a complete mess of curls but his even darker eyes seemed to study the area all the more carefully as he tried to look away from Connor and hide his blush. "But you're just so cute." Connor teased with a soft laugh, not noticing how the boy's ears sparked even higher. "Besides. What are you going to do?" He grinned. "Get your Mummy Leo and Daddy Frank on me?"
I have a feeling that's not who he would won't on you Connor. Jonathan thought smugly as he shot Little Leo a smaller grin.
"Humph... do the rest yourself." He murmured.
"Aw come on my little lion cub." Connor ran over quickly to the boy and hugged him close. "Only you can do all of this! There's no one else better or that I would prefer or rather have around me to work out this amazing party." Connor gave his prized pearly smile, not seeing how Little L was turning an incredible bright pink at being so close. "You know I can't do it without you!"
"F-Fine." He squeaked and stared up into those brilliant purple eyes which dominated his attention and soul completely. "But stop calling me Little L okay!"
"What would you like us to call you then." Connor purred and gently span the boy as he laced their fingers. To him it was a bit of harmless play. He had no idea what truly he was doing to the insides of the legacy of Mars and Hephaestus. He had no idea that he was almost making the boy want to scream his secret crush out into the air. "Call me Festus after dad's dragon." He shrugged.
"As you wish, Festus." Connor smiled and hugged him one last time. "We have a job tonight. To make sure that everyone is completely happy and relaxed before they set off on their ways tomorrow- aw crap." He growled as he watched demigods and legacies beginning to gather around the crowd as the lights pierced through into the cloud cover drawing complete attention.

He quickly drew on a headset and without any care for the other boy's wishes, dragged Jonathan quickly behind the stage where a console and microphone had been set up for Connor to be able to check everything was going as he wished and okay with the other stations; lighting, costume, technical. Everything that he would need. "Right. We've got no other choice, they've taken notice. Let's get this started and these demigods warmed up." He paused for a moment as his hand rested on a lever.
"You realise that with the amount of speakers, combined with their intensity and volume, multiply that by the power of the boy's voice that they will hear it from the town?" A girl on the right stated.

She was dressed in a purple jumper though her Californian features were mingled with the features of her other mother. Her grey and black eyes seemed to pierce through the boys as she ran the calculations over and over throughout her head. Her dark blond hair was down her back in one single and neat braid. Her purple hoodie hung loosely over her extremely thin figure which was embraced tightly by a black shirt. She seemed nothing less than completely perfect in composure, stance and build. Sure she was incredibly beautiful, enough to get whoever she probably wanted... but nothing the three other boys wanted anyway. She had no problem with them. after all, with all their parents being good friends, that meant that she had spent a lot of her childhood with them and had gotten used to having to deal with them by now. "Good." Connor responded back to her as she gave a shrug and the boy slammed the lever down making the large screens on the wall let out a heartbeat as the line of a heart monitor beeped across them. "Costumes ready. Escorting him into place."
"Okay let's get this started. Charlie honey. It's all down to you." Connor looked back over to Jonathan as they all turned back towards the main stage. He took off the headset and drew a shaky breath.

For a moment still silence filled the air before the drummer slammed down his first beat. "Putting my defences out."

BOOM

"Cause I don't wanna fall in love." The sound of the guitarist filled the air as his chord smashed through the audience and the speakers beginning to pick up the tune of the song.

The drummer slammed down another loud beat harshly.

"If I ever did that." The audience let out a cheer scream as slowly the centre of the stage opened and a platform raised slowly out of it. At first the darkness of the area completely blacked it out, along with the blanket of the snow storm, it became increasingly difficult to make out the figure which had their back turned to the audience. "Holy fucking Hera." Festus slammed his hand over his mouth as he stared out and caught the first true sight when the figure began to turn.

Their black slightly platform shoes rang out a beat with a burst of light in time as they half turned their head over their shoulder. Their leather jacket covered the layer of the strangest shirt style that any of them had seen. The black shirt curved in on him like a corset but was layered with black spiked feathers, which resembled scales more and more as they caught a glimpse at the arms which ran into the sleeves of the leather jacket and ended in a spiked feather wrist cuff. Underneath the layer of scales was lines of black jewel pieces. "Oh my gods..." Connor whispered as a blush exploded across his face while his eyes moved lower to the tight leather jeans. "Honestly... its a good thing that he doesn't realise..." His words seemed to fail him before he turned around to Jonathan and simply whispered quickly. "Your brother is hot."
"I think I'd have a heart attack!"

As the music eased into the fast intro Charlie turned and held onto the microphone as he looked out across the stage to the vast audience of demigods and legacies which had gathered around him. They all screamed and cheered as they thought he was some new celebrity, none would have guessed that he was really a Di Angelo. His hair was neatly combed back as the gold shined out brilliantly among the dark, like neon. He seemed to shift about slightly nervously as he walked forward on the stage and began to sing out with a bit of a shaky voice. "Never put my love out on the line. Never said yes to the right guy. Never had trouble getting what I want. But when it comes to you, I'm never good enough." He shrugged and placed his hand onto the waist of his circle jewelled belt buckle. He barely heard the sound of the guys wolf whistling him and making him smile slightly. "When I don't care. I can play them like a ken doll." He gently dipped himself slightly as he moved his waist in a slow circle.
"Oh my god he's hot!" Connor had to resist his animal instincts and run onto the stage to ravage the boy that he wanted to mate with. He could feel the animal inside of him roaring as it wanted to rear back and roar angrily to the others who dared to think of Charlie as their own.
"Won't wash my hair. Then make them bounce like a basketball!" He quickly flicked a hand through his hair as his golden and black fringe came to settle over his eye before it was blew back by the cold breeze. "But you. Make me want to act like a boy. Wear my heart upon my sleeve, for you. You make me so nervous but I just can't hold your ha-n-d!" He tilted his head back as his silky voice roamed out the note across the blasting speakers.

The crowd screamed out in applause as the main chorus kicked in. "You make me g-glow. But I cover up, won't let it sho-o-ow."
"Get him off the stage." Jonathan snarled instantly as he caught sight of Charlie's eyes beginning to slowly swirl black.
"Charlie are you okay out there?" Connor frowned as he watched the boy grip the microphone a bit tighter while he had locked eyes with someone in the audience.
"So I'm putting my defences up." The boy turned with a stamp of his foot and a shake of his waist. His leather jacket flying around around him as he turned back. His hair was beginning to shine faintly like the midnight.
"Don't worry." Connor frowned as for a moment the air around him seemed to shimmer while he caught his breath. He staggered for a moment and focused his gaze onto Charlie. The pupil in his eyes dilating slightly as the black seemed to freeze in the youngest Di Angelo and paused while the boy carried on his performance. "Cause I don't want to fall in love." He gave an earnest smile and waved to the audience. "If I ever did that. I think I'd have a heart ATTACK!" His amazing voice called out as the cannons shot into air. His voice slowly declining and coming to a rest. Some people began to shout out, calling for more. Demanding an explanation for why it was such a short performance, screaming for who was the boy? All wishing that they could hear some more. "Vale." Charlie kissed the edge of his fingers and smiled before walking off the side of the stage only.

Well. He was smiling until his whispered. "Uh...yeah...little problem." He slowly turned his head back in time as the demigods and legacies al screaming running away from the crowd of formed parents who had just been standing at the edge of the clearing all with shocked looks at the way their kids had already begun partying. Each of them shocked at the behaviour of their individual kids. "And uh... guess who's leading the charge."

five sets of heads piled upon each other as they poked out from the corner of the stage too see their parents stood at the front of the gathered crowd. "CHARLIE! JONATHAN" Nico barked while Sirena had a crossed look of anger and pride. He was resisting with all his might not to smile at how much Charlie had reminded himself of him when he was that age with Nico.
"CONNOR!" Percy and Wolfram roared. Unlike Nico and Sirena, both had their arms crossed knowing that only one person would have been able to use enough illusion magic to gather this amount of resources.
"LEO SAMMY ESPERANZA ZHANG!" Frank stood in his suit next to his husband and wife. Leo was dressed in a white shirt and black suit jacket with matching trousers like his son. Hazel was tapping her finger against her bicep as her golden eyes seemed to, unlike anyone else, lock onto the boy through the crowd onto the stage.
"SCIPIO SILENA THALIA AVILA RAMIREZ-ARELLANO." Two voices shouted louder than the rest.

All four boys turned their heads and eyes up to the top head with an expression that which was pretty much clear to take as. Hades you have a lot of names.

Reyna and Annabeth were both stood in formal dresses. The taller darker haired demigod had her arm firmly wrapped around her wife as in her other hand she held the trail of her purple fold, silk dress. Her hair like her daughter's was a single neat braid. Her eyes were locked and stern as though they still held the weight and position of the Praetor even though that time had long passed. Her skin was slightly pale due to the long winter that they had been having, but that didn't change at all her over all behaviour.

Annabeth shivered lightly as she pulled her wife's coat closer around her shoulders. Her dress was a lace and marble grey corset piece which cut off just around the ankles and the front of her legs, like Reyna's did. However with the diamond necklace which rested from the hollow of her throat and down slightly to her cleavage, she seemed to move uncomfortably under it's weight as she seemed only intent on making herself look the best she could be for her daughter's big day. She still like Sirena was mixing with her pride and her anger with what was going on in front of her. "Right."
"Oh" Connor whispered as his eyes widened.
"We're." Charlie growled.
"Completely and utterly." Festus murmured with an agreeing nod.
"Fucked." Scipio hissed.

Nico slowly stepped forward in the snow. His sleek black smart shoes seemed to stand out as the shadows around them shifted. He put his hands into his pockets and smiled out kindly to all the paused and terrified faces.
"Not that smile!" Charlie and Jonathan whimpered.
"You can say that again." Connor agreed in horror as Percy slowly strode forward and stood the mirror pose of Nico. "I WANT THIS STAGE FIT AND READY WITHIN THE NEXT TEN SECONDS! OR SO THE GODS HELP ME!"
"YOU WILL WISH THAT YOU COULD ALL ESCAPE OUT OF HERE!"
"Honey." Sirena and Wolfram said softly as they walked forward. "I think that may be a bit of a big ask-"

The demigods screamed as they all rushed around pushing buttons and pulling levers as the screens and cat walk began to reel back in and reverse. The catwalk returning to the ramp that it once had been. The stage clearing away as the platforms holding up the musical equipment began to descend. "I've never worked this hard in my life!" Festus growled as his fingers typed away relentlessly into the override codes.
"Yeah well, you can thank Connor for it." Scipio growled as she put in the last programme switch and sent the last of the technical withdraws on a delay timer. "Right... ten minutes for our parents to mingle." She decided "Another half an hour at the least for the ceremony, but to be exact there will be a time period of fifteen minutes in which parents will have to pause to be shocked at their child's choice." She entered the last calculation into the matrix timer. "And we should be ready providing my calculations are correct which they usually are."
"They're as predictably correct as your overwhelming pride." Connor muttered as the last of the stage was cleared and like the rest of the demigods and legacies he began to line up on stage. Being sure to create an aura of illusion around himself and the others as they formed a tight knit band. "Al'right boys..."
Cough.
"And girl." He rolled his eyes and drawled his voice dramatically at Scipio while she brushed down her dark jeans. "Stay together. Eyes focused in front..." Connor paused again as he glanced over at Charlie. He was staring so softly at the boy, just in exact resemblance to the way Festus was now staring at him. His chest was heavy and scared as he knew what was to come next. He could feel it... he knew that the boy would stay here in the stupid college. After all, that's what the prized Di Angelo parents would want of him. They would want absolutely nothing less. Their amazing son, never have to be put in harms way by adventure. Never having to be hurt by any form of monster or curse. Just say it you idiot! Go ahead and just freaking say it! But he never could. He couldn't say it to Charlie. Festus couldn't say it to him, though at the time he knew nothing of anything like that or the boy's feelings. Last chance to say it! He thought as he slowly watched the short, blond buzz haircut figure slowly take a stance at the microphone table as slowly a scroll was neatly placed on there by a boy who had a deep and sad look in his tired eyes. "Well everyone." The man began.
Well you're too bloody late now...

-Break-

Nico slowly pulled the chair back as the sound of glasses clinking at the table echoed while those who were already sat, toasted to the new couple who had just arrived. "Oh still so charming as ever." Sirena smiled as Nico took the man's over coat off and placed it gently on the back of his chair before taking his own seat. Taking off the slim skin tight gloves and placing them on the table as his crystal glass was filled with fresh red wine. "Oh Nico, you look oh so ever handsome!" A voice exclaimed.
"My dear older brother, wearing a suit. Never thought I'd see the day."
"Well, he wanted to go to hawaii for the wedding and have me in nothing but Kiki shorts." Sirena chuckled softly as he sat up in his chair. "My dear and beloved husband" He sighed softly and smiled deeply into the other man's face.

Even he had to admit he had changed quite considerably now these days. He had let the dark shadow of his facial hair beginning to grow along his sideburns and around his neck and chin. His olive toned skin and muscles had begun to gain some colour and exposure from the long exposure over time from working so hard and training so much to defend his family. Even his attitude towards the living and above ground had become so much more easier most days... though Sirena would object when he tried to use his Chauffeur. Sirena wasn't still really good with the whole underworld situation. Nico tended to avoid talking about it as much as possible. Sure Sirena never held it against him. He would willingly go with him whenever Lord Hades summoned them on the very rare occasion... but Nico saw it in the man's eyes whenever they reached their destination; pain, memories, agony... everything he went through but would never tell his kids about.

But now he was here. Sat with his old friends as though it had only been yesterday. Sirena. So handsome with age. His beauty and love knowing no bounds as it would never cease in it's protection of friends and family.

Then there was Percy. His black spiked hair was neatly combed down in tonight's formal attire and event. His face was clean shaven in his new appearance. His jaw was set in a sharp line as he had grown taller and stronger built as the years had passed him by. Working in the docks as trader between camps, he got to do everything he still loved. He got to see camp half-blood and seeing his old friends who hadn't migrated to the new camp with them. He had grown so mature and comfortable in his skin. No longer was he the quiet and angry boy which Nico had seen in the quest. No. Percy was now the hero who he had once known oh so well. "Oh I know about that. Someone wanted to have our wedding along the corral reefs." Wolfram chuckled.

The son of Artemis hadn't changed that much. Sure he had grown a few inches and had become stronger now that he had become quite used to having a human body once again. But Nico wondered if sometimes he realised sometimes how he would make Sirena or others feel. He had managed to retain such a young look. His snow skin, living and bursting with moonlight. A lock of his styled hair was still permanently stained with the silver of the once great explosion of moonlight which had saved Nico from the urge and darkness of Tartarus. "Those bloody kids." He shook his head and smiled as his silver eyes sparkled while he looked to the stage where the kids had just vanished behind to get to work fixing it for the ceremony. "Connor is so much like Percy these days. It worries me how much they have become alike."
"Oh?" Percy teased and leaned his head into his hand. "Coming from the thirty year old who somehow still manages to look like he's still just in his twenties." Percy leaned in and placed a slow kiss on his husband's slightly almost pink lips, making him blush wildly. "You cannot speak of worry. Besides, I'm sure Little L is the one who take's most after his parents." Percy smirked and glanced over to where Frank had his arms wrapped tightly around his spouses.

His hair was as ever, army cut style. As ever the boy was built with amazing strength like a bear. Like the other men at the table... though he and Percy would admit that even with Nico. The idea of getting their male spouses into a dress certainly gave them an idea of coursing lust. Nothing was hotter for them when Leo, Wolram or Sirena would dress up. Well, Annabeth and Hazel had to get their kicks somehow. "I wouldn't let him hear you calling him Little L. Only one person can get away with that... and that would be your evil bewitching son." Frank growled as he fixed Percy with a stern look.
"Oh hush up." Leo purred as he leant further into the embrace of his husband. His hair was as ever a complete nest of impish curls, like his glinting eyes and cute face. His lips brushed against Frank's ears though his eyes pierced through Percy.
"Besides, why did your son decide that he would rather be called Festus?"
"Why did your son fall in love with Charlie."
"WHAT?!" Nico choked on his wine as he shot a glare over to Percy who stared blankly at Leo.
"Your son confides very much in his uncle." Leo grinned.

Sirena leaned back in his chair as he sipped the glass of wine. His smile was definitely playing along his lips now. "Boys will be boys." He swirled the wine around in his cup for a moment. He kept glancing over to Wolfram out the corner of his eye as the man seemed to be processing a silent message in thought. He had often thought and been scared of the idea that someone would take his son from him. His son was certainly blessed. On his birth it had been announced that he would be bestowed gifts by two gods. It would never be known who until the boy himself found out his gifts. I have never been so proud... or worried. He thought. Was there something that Charlie had been hiding from him? Who were the two gods who had bestowed such great favours upon him? But either way or go... Sirena knew that Charlie's heart belonged to none one's legacy at this table. "Four of us here know the perils of love more than the others. So I find caution when approaching this task even more precariously than anyone else."

A siren could sense lust. They could feel it in their bones like a second heartbeat... it was only when you opened your mind to it and let yourself feel it, a siren could truly sense the lust and emotions in others. Charlie however... he seemed to be completely oblivious to the hearts of those around him. He could not sense an ounce of love. He takes after his father. He thought with a sly smile. "You all are just the same." He stated quite impassively and looked around. "All of us here have experienced feelings of lust over a stupid arrow. Lest we forget." He glanced over at Percy who steered away from his gaze. "Jealousy." His eyes moved over to Annabeth slowly. "Lust of an affair." He smirked. Nico had to admit whenever his husband became like this and radiated an aura of confidence... Nico had to admit that he found it pretty hard not to pick the man up and carry him back home to their bed. "So you worry about the acts of our children? Whether they will live and love. But here's the thing. For better or for worse. We all have to let it take it's place." Sirena drummed his fingers on the table lightly as all looks were moved away from him. "Speaking of which. How is Scipio. I see she has grown into a very strong young woman-"
"Let's address the elephant in the room." Reyna said quietly as she looked at Sirena with sad and soft eyes. "And please let's try and not steer off topic, dear little brother."
"Okay, let's do." Sirena shrugged and sipped his wine as he watched the other parents take their seats. "With all due respect. Let's deal with the facts. After all, it's not the first time we've had this chat. Right Annabeth?" He looked into the grey eyed girls eyes as they seemed to be analysing and trying to understand what was going on. "You all think that we're restricting Charlie from making his own decision. Right?" He looked across to all the glances that moved away from him and Nico.
"We just think that... maybe you can't see how much he is struggling with his choice." Hazel said softly as she adjusted her golden corset dress. Her hair fell in a curled curtain down the side of her face.
"Charlie is going to college." Sirena stated as he took another long and scolding sip from his drink. He could feel it's fire moving through him and making him feel more relaxed. "Jonathan can handle himself out there. He's a fighter. He's strong. Charlie wouldn't go out there. Not after what happened to him. He would never... But-"
"Well everyone."

All turned slowly as a familiar blond man took his spot at the front of the stage. The blond man's hair was cut short on the sides and neatly styled on the top. His startling blue eyes seemed so intense that you couldn't help but stare deeper into them. His old tattoo was still as clear as day on his forearm. He like every other boring gentleman at this occasion wore the same of boring bloody suit. "Good evening to you all."
"Same Jason as always." Nico smiled slightly as he observed the man.
"We are gathered here to celebrate the freedom that comes with our fates. After fighting off Gaia and returning to camp we came to the decision that each Demigod should celebrate their decisions in life. Today, the next generation of legacies and Demigods will make their choice." Jason smiled back to the crowd of demigods who were now beginning to shuffle nervously. "I will call names and they will step forward while I announce their choice. From there they will join the groups off to the side of return to the table with their parents and kin.
"Don't worry." Nico whispered. "Alex and Lucy are in the back.

Sirena nodded and took another sip of his drink as he felt his heart begin to pick up rapidly. "So let us begin... Triston Grace." Jason looked down at his own son with a kind and soft smile. The boy looked as though he was about to be sick. He had his mother's darker skin and hair tone. His eyes shifted like liquid crystal as his soft almost peach coloured lips. He wore a purple leather jacket and jeans which were over his usual collared purple shirt. His grip was tight and his gaze was cast anywhere but at his father who paused and paled sickly as he picked up a card which had been placed into his father's hands. "He has chosen... The path of the Hunter." Jason closed his eyes and a shocked silence passed over everyone in the audience.
"Oh gods... Jason." Percy whispered as he watched the man's gaze follow his son to where the boy was walking off to the side to stand in solitude. The other demigods began to whisper among themselves quietly.

Sirena placed his glass down slowly and curled his hand into a fist. He listened closely to the names being read off the list and their choice. In his head he could hear the sound of a ticking clock as his heart beat became louder in his own ears. Every name was just another one counting down to the two names that he wouldn't be able to take hearing. College, College, College, Guard, College, Guard, College, College- "Jonathan Di Angelo."

A hand slowly clamped onto his leg. "Easy my love." Nico whispered quietly as they watched their son walking forward slowly. He could feel the looks of his old friends moving onto him out of the corner of his and their eyes. "We knew that this was going to happen. Jonathan is strong. He is stable headed. He is going to be amazing when he starts out on a quest. Have faith in him. I do." He said so quietly that it almost faded out of the air. Even so... Nico was still tensed. His chest set tight. His shoulders like boulders and his gaze so pained that he had to hide it behind a mask.
"I do have faith in him. I love him with all my heart." Sirena nodded. "But it's just that... He's my baby." The man whispered.
"Hunter." Jason announced and Jonathan smirked as he turned and walked out towards Triston before hugging him and taking a seat on the ground. It was only when he glanced over did both parents give him a proud smile and calm eye look. "We love you" They stated quite confidently as they watched him begin to comfort a Triston who looked on the verge of tears.
"Connor Jackson." Jason called out and the boy walked forward. He ran a hand through his hair quickly and smirked out at all of the faces.
"HUNTER!" Connor called out. "And bloody proud of it!" As he strode away, Wolfram and Percy couldn't help but smile at their son's defiant nature.
"Could have been such a great elder guard." Annabeth and Reyna muttered quietly while the cheer of some demigods almost droned them out completely. Wolfram however still caught the edge of the comment and curled his hand into a fist before Percy grabbed hold of it and looked down at him as if to say. Now is not the time. He nodded his head slowly and Wolfram let out a small growl.

"Scipio Chase." Jason stated after raising his eyebrow at the two cards which held the girl's name. He shook his head slightly and nodded as she came forward. "College!"Annabeth smiled brightly as her daughter came back towards her and returned her expression. But not before Wolfram and Sirena whispered.
"Bet she wasn't cornered into that at all." They muttered and drew a battle glare from Annabeth. Reyna however chuckled and whispered.
"That was fair game."
"L-Festus Zhang."

Leo sat up slowly with Frank while Hazel gave him both an encouraging smile when Festus stepped forward onto the stage next to his god father who patted him on the back. "College!" He smiled brightly with Leo who began to walk back and took a seat next to his parents who kissed his forehead and hugged him close. "Good, someone needs to look out for Charlie while he's in college." Annabeth said slyly as she half glanced at Sirena. She knew that Festus glared through her at the mention of Charlie's name.
"Won't that be nice?" Nico smiled and seemed to beg with his eyes for Sirena not to lunge at her. He pleaded with everything inside of him that the boy wouldn't do anything dangerous. Angering Annabeth right now would only put them more in the shit... plus with the fact that Sirena was already still on the edge with this whole ceremony. That meant now was exactly not the time to mess with him.
"Charlie Di Angelo." Jason called out.
"Connor." Percy mouthed over to his son quietly who nodded. The outfit that Charlie had been wearing flickered out of image so as the boy stepped forward, he was in his expected and usual smart college boy clothing. His hair styled exactly as to image.

But as he stepped forward. Jason paused for a moment. Charlie took a long drawn breath before locking eyes with his parents. The deep emerald was set harder than the foundations of Hades castle. His face sterner than even the praetor. I love you. He mouthed. As Jason stated the next word.
"What?" Percy's mouth fell open.
"What?" Annabeth glared.

Nico closed his hand around his husband's while tears slowly moved down Sirena's face and splashed inside the glass of wine.

Jason cleared his throat again. "Hunter."