Category: Percy Jackson & the Olympians

Rating: T

Couples: hints of Official Couples, sort of Athena/Apollo

Warnings: AU,

Chapter: 4

Copyright: Characters & places © By Rick Riordan, Plot & OC´s © by me

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Three former demigods were resting in one of the few non-trashed temples on Olympus. They had been turned into gods not an hour ago and were now getting used to the change. Annabeth and the son of Apollo, whose name was Andrew, had been given full dominion over their parents' domains, while Percy had been turned into the God of Heroes, which basically meant he would decide into what kind of situations Heroes would end up, what they'd do in those, etc… He would still keep his water-powers though, but should he ever – which he somehow didn't expect – get demigods, they would not have anything water-related. Well, maybe the favor of Poseidon, but that's it.

Soft sobbing came from his right. It was Annabeth.

"Wise Girl?" He rose from to couch to walk to the bed she had curled up on. "Don't worry, everything will be fine in the end."

"My mom is in TARTARUS!" She sobbed. "How can this ever be 'fine'?"

"Hey, we're talking about Athena here." Percy pulled her close. "If anyone can figure a way out of there, it'd be her, you'll see."

"But what if she doesn't?" Annabeth freed herself and started to pace. "What if she doesn't find a way out? What if she is trapped there forever?"

"She won't, Annabeth." Percy caught up with her. "You'll see: she and Apollo will be back."

"At least you didn't add 'before you know it'." Andrew said from where he was laying on another couch in the room. "That would have been a lie."

"Thanks for that, Andrew." Percy muttered.

Suddenly all three of them felt someone approach the room they were in. Soon the door opened and Poseidon looked inside.

"Can I come in?" He closed the door behind him and gestured they should seat themselves. "While you were resting the Council came to some decisions: not only will Annabeth and Andrew have all their parents' dominions, but also their powers. You two therefore shall become major gods. Percy, you will be a minor god, though. I hope you understand that."

All three nodded.

"As for what Luke asked of you: there will be some changes in the Council itself. Hades will receive a throne and there shall be 6 smaller ones, where minor gods can take turns to be a part of it. As for our children, I trust you can ensure we claim them all." Here the god of the sea looked at his son. "That shall be another of your duties."

"I will do my best to fulfill it." Percy ensured his father.

"I know you will." Poseidon smiled. "I suggest you prepare yourselves for the duties you'll have. Including what to do with the…" He wavered and his smile vanished. "what to do with the Athena and Apollo things: cabin, table and such."

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"Who would have thought she'd rub off on you this much?" Athena hugged her knees close as she watched Apollo. He turned to her for a moment, before resuming looking outside. They were in a small cave, having lost the manticore after Typhon had scared it off.

"We do spend quite some time together." He sighed. "Well, did spend some time together."

"And most of that she spend trying not to murder you." She pointed out.

"C'mon, her reaction whenever I proclaim myself older is hilarious." Apollo argued.

"Having to jump in between as she goes for her arrows is not." Athena deadpanned. "Dear Father, I hate it down here."

"It could use some remodeling." Her brother agreed, looking out into the never-ending twilight of Tartarus. "How do you think our children are doing?"

"Some will be alive, but I'm certain some of them are dead." She bit her lip. "And I can't even say farewell."

He looked at her again. Everyone on Olympus knew that whenever Athena lost one of her children, she would say farewell, either by being there when they burned, or visiting them beforehand. No matter how quickly they'd get out of here, any children who had died during this war would be long gone. He reached with one hand for her, offering his comfort. He had lost a son himself last summer, and he dared not imagine how many more children of his – and the others – had died in this battle. She rested her head on his shoulder, holding his hand tightly.

In the distance they could see Typhon rage.

"Athena?" She looked up at his voice.

"Yes?"

"Do you ever feel we're missing out on something?" Apollo's blue eyes met her silver ones. "We gods in general, that is."

"Depends on what you're thinking about." She answered.

"Death. We cannot experience that, and I sometimes feel like that makes us miss something in our lives." He mused.

"Perhaps. But could we properly govern the humans if there was no tomorrow for us?" Athena scooted to the entrance of the small cave. "Do you see that?"

Her brother joined her, following her line of sight. "A Hellhound-pack. A big one. What about it?"

"Look at what the alpha-female is carrying." Athena pointed to the head of the pack.

"I don't…" Apollo strained to make out the lump the huge female was carrying. "Wait, is that a pup?" He couldn't hide the surprise in his voice. "I thought they didn't reproduce like that."

"That is our influence." A frown appeared on Athena's face, the goddess descending deep into thought. "Since we are innocents, essentially, we are not supposed to be here. We're throwing all the laws of Tartarus out of the window by being here."

"And… Is that a good thing?" Apollo looked from the disappearing pack to his sister.

"It might help us." She admitted.