Extremely sorry for the delay! Believe me, I want to post as fast as I can, but parental authorities banned me from extended uses of my device and hence I wasn't able to upload any sooner.

Check out my other story if you haven't! It's really great... or so I think.

The language issue will be explained in a few chapters... along with why this contains some stuff that has no translations in Ancient Greek and no relevance to people of the ancient times.

TatsuyaShiva4, I deem Life a pretty elite Domain. Demigods and Civilisation in themselves should be elite enough. Do you need Gabriel, the god of Balance? Life is worth a primodial for Chaos' sake! I haven't read many stories that actually put some thought into rationalising his godly part. If you wish to know, the Domains list contains three pivotal Domains. I don't wish to give him power over extravagant things and just add one Domain that is actually required by the story. Besides, if he had more than one powerful Domains, won't the others try to oust him?

Thranduil Arryn, there will be no Orion arc in this fan fiction. I'll predict something: you're a tiny, smelly piece of shit (remember, this is T rated: I cannot go any further) that knows nothing other than criticising people he may otherwise be trampled under the deeds of. Now as we all know, the above statement may be extremely wrong, since it is based upon a very limited about of data. So, let me tell my story in peace and by the end you'll know that it is, in fact, different. Also, what is a second twin? Or paoring? I know you feel too all-knowing to give enough time to your review, but please respect the language and the speakers.

Let me treat you all to a few spoilers: my story will involve Percy (a) manipulating people who love him, (b) being a psychopath and (c) going to war against Olympus. And I will use the canon while including this. Inform me of Pertemis stories that contain all of the above and I'll prove to you further that I have gone beyond a guy writing solely for the purpose of posting an idea.

Thank you very much NovaCrete and TheLastOmen for the positive reviews.

The title given to Perseus is totally manufactured by me. I don't know if has any meaning in Ancient Greek. I simply created a title that I think relates to his Domain of the dawn (which is also the Domain of Eos, hence the similar looking word).

Also, get it right people: when dealing with electric shock flowing through someone's body, volts are applied, they don't flow. Coulombs or joules flow through the object. Please tell this to any author you see wronging science.


7. The Least Awaited Family Reunion Ever.


"So," Artemis asked, "we just walk in? No guards? No announcers?"

"Yes." Leto said neutrally, though her eyes were scanning the surroundings for any god that may try to capture her, "We just walk in. Currently you three hold less of a reputation here than most demigods. And as for me... I am just thankful they didn't bind me on sight and drag me before your father."

"That may be due to the fact that I disguised you." Perseus said casually, his head whipping around as he searched for any threats, "But, more importantly, let's get to the throne room before we encounter Hecate and she demands revealing you as a favor, for that I may or mayn't regret... depending upon the reactions of the gods."

"Let's," Leto said, and they marched off quickly to the grandest structure on the mountain. The throne room seemed to be the brightest and tallest building. It was completely possible that there was a rule about no piece of architecture being more noticeable than the administrative center.

As walked the steps to the Doors Of The Gods, Apollo asked turned to his sister, "Hey, what Domains do you think you'll get?"

"I've not got any ideas. How am I to know what I'm gonna receive if I don't even know what objects and ideas are not already taken?"

"I just asked for your thoughts, lil' sis." She tried to smack him for that but he twisted just out of range, "I mean, what do you want, what would you like?"

"Currently," Artemis scowled, "I would like Strength so I may fuse you with the marble. That is a good Domain though."

"I don't think a patriarchal society like ours will allow for such a Domain to be yours, daughter. Not even if you're the king's."

"But Athena got Battle!"

"Battle Strategy," Leto corrected, "though even that isn't intense enough as Strength, War or Aggression."

"So, no high-on-blood Domains." Artemis recapitulated, "Something nature-related then."

"Like what? The goddess of Trees That Have Copulated With Apollo?"

He did receive a slap for that. Two, in fact. However, before anyone could whine or express disapproval verbally, Perseus said, "Get ready. I'm going to open the doors in two." He waited a moment for any protests, "Okay then. Here we go."

He pushed open the Doors and stepped into a room completely devoid of life. Calling it a mere room would be offending, but there were not many words that won't be. The room was about as large as the lake Selene died near back on Delos, and about as tall as three True Forms (Athena had probably thought of mini human pyramids and/or piggyback rides [extremely unlikely] in advance). The volume of the room seemed to try to force him into his godly Form to stay significant, or to not feel so alone. The acoustics were also really nice: a heated discussion amongst the members of the Council- who wouldn't want to amplify the chaos?

Seeing as the room was nine gods short, Perseus took it upon himself to summon the Council. He grinned at his brother, "Watch me wield a morning star."

And he summoned a morning star and swung it right into one of Zeus' throne's armrests.

As soon as the spikes made contact, the throne room was lit by flashes of gods teleporting into it, most in full battle armor. Ares instantly threw his Weapon at Demeter, wanting to start a huge civil war. Hestia, ever the peacemaker, intercepted the spear and flew it back to its owner. Meanwhile, Zeus, who was last in, swung his master bolt at the one who attached his throne, hitting the intruder with the spear as if he were using a sword to slash.

When the residual light from the flashing faded, the intruder was lying at his feet, charred beyond recognition and shaking violently as 42 billion joules of electrical energy rushed through his/her body.

Artemis and Apollo rushed towards the broken body of their brother. Artemis was about halfway when she suddenly stopped. She looked back at Leto, who standing in the same place. Leto's attention was dedicated to whether or not she was well-concealed. So, Artemis realised, Percy hadn't died, or faded, as he should have if he was killed after he broke his oath on the Fates. She approached her mother and whispered to her, "Are you sure he's okay?"

"I am. He had placed a spell on himself that would put him in more pain than Kronos is in if he was about to break an oath consciously or unconsciously, with or without him intending to. But we didn't see him cry out or even sweat. He's fine."

Artemis nodded. Leto turned to her youngest and teleported him to near them from where he was mourning near his brother's body. Artemis sent him a mental message informing him of what had happened. The three straightened and looked to a fuming but satisfied Zeus.

"Are you with him?!" Zeus bellowed quite unattractively, "Do you share your now dead companion's intentions?!"

"No, Lord Zeus." Leto said, "On the contrary, we are here for your benefit."

"And you bring us a person who attacks our seats of power?"

"Apologies, Lady Athena," Perseus said as he shimmered into existence to Leto's right, "I did attack, but one seat of power." Athena had something to say to that, but before that, Zeus stammered, shocked beyond what his bolts could do, "I just killed you!" He pointed to the body beneath him, as if to inform him to go to Hades' or Tartarus for once.

"Ah, that. I guess old age does get to the mind, eh dad? Or perhaps women springing out of one's head? How else could've the king of Olympus missed an illusion?"

The gods froze on the word 'dad', except for Hera, who nodded discreetly at the group in greeting.

Percy started looking around, taking in the beauty of the chamber once again, tuning everything else out at the wrong time. The Council Chamber was extravagant beyond the word... as if the builders had modelled it after Aphrodite herself. The scenes of slaughter and war painted on the left wall and the visual tales of greatness of the gods on the right one were both similarly becoming to the room that housed the Olympians.

Leto spoke up, her voice great in the ambient near-quiet, "My Lords and Ladies, I present you my triplets by Zeus, Perseus, Artemis and Apollo." She pointed to the three.

Perseus, meanwhile, was taking in everyone's appearances. The royal couple was stiff in their thrones, while the others from the first generation were casually entertaining themselves with time killers related to their Domains. Aphrodite was fiddling with her nails while her husband did the same with a mini-automaton and Athena was scanning the crowd. Only Ares was at full attention.

"And who may you be, dearest?" Ares asked, trying to sound attractive, which was not allowed at all by his gruff voice. Aphrodite smacked his arm hard. And Ares lost all interest.

"Leto, the Titan of Motherhood and Womanly Demure... and Artemis' mother." Athena answered for the woman in question.

"You do know we too are her children, right?" Apollo asked.

Artemis smirked at Athena, "No, Apollo. She's a admirer of mine. That's why the fangirling. Don't you worry, Athena, you'll get to meet me privately. I will even sign your body if you desire so."

'Where did Artemis learn to talk like so?... Oh... right. Man, I need to tone myself down.'

Poseidon rested his chin on the blunt end of his vertical trident, looking at Artemis, "I like this one."

Zeus fidgeted a bit to get a better hold on his seat, "My son starts by wrecking my throne,-"

"Hey! Hephaestus started by chaining your queen to her throne!" Perseus interrupted.

"-could it be worse, this day?"

"It could have been Python that had 'wrecked' your throne... or Chrysaor," Perseus said in a helpful tone.

"Silence!" Zeus yelled, though there was not much need for either the volume or the word, "Children, I assume you're here to claim your Domains?"

"And flirt." Apollo did that thing with his eyebrows that Percy never could, and he hated the brat for that. 'I think it says something about Chaos that even one of the ones she promised almost-omnipotency is unable to do something as simple as control his eyebrows or roll his tongue or even whistle.'

"So, let me pray to the Fates to try and summon them." Zeus said, and muttered an almost inaudible hymn.

A flash appeared in the Doors Of The Gods, and as it faded, the three ladies of destiny materialized. Atropos was busy working with her dagger, for it wasn't her work here, so the Fates of Birth and Life said to Zeus in unison, "Are the parents here?"

Zeus, in response, stepped down and assumed a human Form, his chiton transforming into a priest's dress for the occasion. Leto simply walked with her children to the Fates and did a small head-bow.

"Step closer to us, Apollo and Perseus, sons of Leto and Zeus and Artemis, daughter of Zeus and Leto." They did, and Clotho pointed to them, "Give them your blessings." She said to Zeus and Leto. Both did.

Atropos paused her 'Hacking at life strings and silently cackling like a madwoman' business for awhile and faced the siblings and scowled, "I hate this job."

The three Fates exploded in light.

When everyone was able to see again, the Fates announced, "All hail Artemis Agrotera- the huntress- goddess of Hunting, Archery, Maidens, the Wild and the Moon and Childbirth.

"All hail Phoebus Apollo- the bright- god of Truth, Healing, Music, Archery, the Sun and..." They paused, shook their heads, and continued, "Some Domains are not yet yours: you will receive them later."

Then they turned to Percy, "All hail Eoius Perseus- the beginning- god of Demigods, Twilight, Civilization, Life and Emotions. You too will receive Domains in the future."

Then, wordlessly, the three old-beyond-words ladies left the chamber in a flash of life.

Zeus went back to his throne instantly and turned to the new gods: "Truly all hail. They've received the Domains of at least five Titans! I request your presence on the Council, my children."

"One condition:" Perseus said, "Let Leto stay for a while longer."

"Oh I'd say you aren't in a good enough position to demand from me to join the Council, Perseus."

"Let it be, Perc-"

"Then I don't join, thank you."

That riled up Zeus pretty quickly: "Your presence won't be missed, boy."

"It will be." Apollo declared, "I too won't join unless mom stays longer and Percy is on the Council."

"Me too, father."

"You wish to abandon your seat for him?!" Zeus demanded, "He risked his time on the surface and yours by attaching my throne! He could've caused your deaths in an instant."

"You know dad," Apollo said, "this is the point where you concede to his demands after muttering 'You gotta be kidding me', 'cause you want us, and we want him."

"You gotta be kidding me..." he rubbed his forehead, "Okay, Perseus, I allow your wish. Leto can stay on Olympus as long as she doesn't attack or disrupt peace in any way."

The king of gods gestured to three points in succession and three blank white thrones rose from the marble of the floor. Apollo flashed to one and Artemis went to hers. Perseus whispered to his mother and after she teleported to his palace in the city, walked to the last one. Each of their thrones adapted to their Domains: Apollo's became a bright gold, Artemis' took on a non-smooth silver look and Perseus turned into a mixture of cobalt and fiery orange. The final placing of the seats was as such: Perseus (the furthest from Zeus on the male side), Apollo, Hephaestus, Ares, Poseidon and Zeus, followed by Hera, Hestia, Demeter, Athena, Artemis and lastly Aphrodite.

Athena seemed to be beyond furious that Zeus had place Artemis right next to her. That and the fact that despite her efforts, the three had arrived on Olympus, almost made her blast the gods in question off the mountain.

Hestia, meanwhile, was trying her hardest to be discreet as she checked out Perseus as he rebuked his father about sending a monster after Leto. His care and love for his mother had impressed her. She could see that he was, without doubt, handsome. And not in the way of the godly beauty that was enforced by Olympian status- one could easily look past that if one was a god. He had neither Eros-charm nor Ares-build, but there was something in the non-Aphrodite-perfect face and the muscular but not beefy body that was attractive. It could be the deep blue eyes, or the messy black-purple-orange hair, or the slightly angular jaw that gave him a regal look.

But what was the most important for the goddess was his love for his family: that was what made the goddess, who never even looked at males that way, check out his body and face. As his argument with Zeus ended and the latter began the usual talk about palaces and rules and duties, Perseus noticed the glare Athena was giving his oblivious sister. He wrote something in the air in the goddess' direction using his fingers... and set Athena's hair on fire.

It started at the tips, some fire spreading to her flowing grey himation, but not reaching any important areas- just the lower sleeves. Athena was too engrossed in her fiery glare to notice.

Perseus feigned ignorance, but after Apollo noticed the fire and pointed it out to him, he had a hard time stifling laughs. Hestia couldn't blame him, it was quite funny (and sad) how Athena lost herself in anger to such an extent that she didn't notice combustion on herself.

"So," Ares inquired with a barely straight face, "this is how Athena proves to her lovers that she's hot?"

"Wh- AH!" Athena jumped out of her seat in panic and patted her hair to dose the fire.

"I've got this," Poseidon said, and summoned water enough for a public bath over his niece's head and let go.

As soon as he did, all the remaining gods and goddesses in the room began cracking up. Athena, however, did not appreciate the help, "What is this?!" she shrieked.

"This is me, sister." Perseus said.

"Curse you! Curse your children and all their generations! On the first day you do this?!"

"And more I will, I promise, if you don't stop hating us."

But the Wisdom goddess wasn't listening to him, "Father, you must punish him for the act of his!" Her volume didn't drop. Zeus, though, was trying his hardest to control his laughter and thus waved her off, which further infuriated her, and she disappeared into a flash of intentionally extra-blinding light.

Hestia calmed down the quickest, but had a smile on her face due to the eldest triplet's antics. It was good to know he wasn't always serious and all about protecting and saving. 'Regarding that, where is Leto? Where did Perseus send her? I need to talk to her: we haven't met in a long while.'

On Apollo's insistence, Zeus dismissed the Council, and most immortals left the room. Hestia walked towards the last male throne, "Perseus, where did your mother go?"

"I sent her to my palace. She must be setting it up by now."

"Oh. Why did you send her away?"

"Knowing Zeus, he wouldn't allow her to be in a meeting of the gods, let alone provide her a seat with us. So I sent her away before some other god sent her away or she stood in front of us like a convict."

Hestia nodded to that and took her leave, teleporting to the Titaness in question.

Perseus turned to his brother, "Go, Apollo, check out your temple and palace and the city. I know you've waited long enough. I may join you later."

The youngest triplet flashed away eagerly, and Perseus was left alone in the throne room. He walked out of the Doors and began strolling towards his palace.

He was barely halfway there when he was stopped by someone taping on his shoulder. He turned to face them and found Hecate.

The goddess of Magic and Crossroads was dressed in a flowing black robe with steaks of blood red, which kind of went against the whole gold and white theme on Olympus. She had a regal demeanor and a haughty expression on her face. Her olive green eyes glinted when she saw that he was truly who she was looking for.

"I presume that you're here to ask the favor of me." Perseus stated blankly.

"I am. Though let's find a quieter place for our talk, shall we?" She linked her arm through his and led him to her 'quieter place'.

It looked like an ordinary diner, though they weren't there for the food. Hecate just looked at the host once, probably a godling of a minor god, and he led them to a pretty isolated place inside.

"As I'm sure you haven't noticed," Hecate began, "there is a sort of overpopulation issue amongst the non-Olympian gods. There is not enough power to share satisfactorily."

"Firstly, how do expect me to know of your issues when I just arrived today? Do I seem the god of Everybody's Affairs to you?" He frowned a bit, "Secondly, are you trying to delay, or are you leading this conversation somewhere?"

Hecate made an ugly face, "Yes, Perseus. I meant that we can't have anymore of godly children on Olympus: we don't need more minor gods. And that is the favor I ask of you- have no immortal children for the next couple of millennia."

Perseus nodded, "So you go around collecting favors from gods and asking then to remain childless?"

Hecate grinned insanely yet- for the first time- genuinely, "Not always. Often there are circumstances where I feel that I am in Tyche's favor."

"Do you mind sating my curiosity?"

"Not at all! So, Poseidon, for instance, can't go near his wife till he stays away from mortal women for at least three centuries. And attractive mortals are not hard enough to find... especially when you have me to aid you! Also, he'd rather not have a child than anger Hera by spawning a godly bastard."

"I see. You do realise though that it makes you seem like a rookie villain- disclosing all your plans to a stranger."

"Yes. I know that. But I do believe that you, being the person you are, will realise the gravity of our situation and support us."

"You are not wrong." Perseus fell silent for a few moments, "Say, why doesn't Hera void her marriage and choose a different spouse?"

"It is against the law," the goddess of Magic said solemnly, "for a women to ever have two mates. After Gaia, the immortals thought that women could charm their husband or lover into going to war or even destroying the world. Two of those is even worse. Hence the rule."

"Okay. Now, the real reason."

"Zeus didn't like someone else being close to his wife." She stated simply.

"What of Aphrodite then?"

"She remains the exception, since Zeus knows she'll be able to charm him into letting her escape punishment for breaking the law. Now, enough of sidetracking. You know what I desire of you. So, leave."

"One question. I do believe that the blessing I asked for was neither time restricted nor specific to me. So, is my current blessing thus?"

"Yes, yes." Hecate waved off his coo correctness concerns, "It'll be yours and your descendents' forever. Though, that reminds me, take care not to have too many generations."

"Why ever not?"

"'Cause Magic is a blessing whose intensity increases the more your blood dilutes. Don't ask me why. I just figured that it would be so."

"So my legacies have the chance of turning up better than my demigods?"

"No. Not a chance. They'll be better for sure."

Perseus nodded at that and left for his mother.


As soon as Perseus arrived home, he was hit by the aroma of his mother's greatest recipe. He ran into the kitchen, guided by his nose, summoned cutlery and practically jumped into the closest unoccupied seat at the table. "PASTA!" He cried in a particularly high-pitched voice that could only be explained by the seven year old Form he'd changed into.

Leto smiled at him, "Please tell me you didn't receive Food as a Domain while Hestia wasn't there?"

"Unfortunately," the child sighed dramatically, "no. I'd surely kill for it if meant having awesome food everyday, though." He turned to his left on hearing a giggle and saw a girl no older than ten years of age with orange eyes sitting a few seats away. He cocked his head a bit and asked her, "Who're you?"

"Seriously Perseus? Do I look so old in my other Form that you can't recognise me now?"

"Um..." Percy knew that she was doing this intentionally, but he also knew he could neither say no (without making up a good excuse, at least) nor could he reply positively. If there was a loophole however...

"Ha! You know, girl-I-don't-recognise, you technically shouldn't be offended at all if I say that you were looking quite old in your other Form. You were and are supposed to look old!"

A chuckle, "Yes. That's t-"

"Shh!" He held out a hand to signal her to stop, "Food is here!"

Leto had finally finished cooling down the dish to temperatures which were suitable for handling by her child's current Form and was now serving him. As she started serving him, he childishly tried to eat from the ladle itself, for which he was administered a light slap to the back of his head.

After she served him and everyone modest portions and sat down by the head of the elliptical table, Percy stood up and walked with his plate to the place where Leto had placed the remainder of the pasta. He exchanged his plate for the larger and more filled vessel and walked back to his seat, nodding solemnly the whole time, as if he was listening to a speech at a funeral, not trying to hoard his favorite meal.

Hestia grinned at that, "So Leto, is it always this funny when you have kids around you?"

"It is, but only when it isn't you who has to chaperone them."

"I take offense to that," Percy said, "We haven't done anything that warrants chaperoning. Adult supervision, maybe, but not chaperoning."

"Oh. Remind me then, Percy, what was the incident that occurred just before Chrysaor's attack?"

The godling's face lit up like Helios and also Apollo now, "T-The contest t-to kill the bear?" He stuttered, "Or Apollo's first successful hunt?"

Leto shook her head, "None of those, my dear." She turned to Hestia, "You'll be surprised, Hestia, what kids end up doing when left alone."

"NO!" Percy screamed.

"Okay, Perseus, I won't," she said flatly, and an audible sigh was emitted by Percy, "for I have already done that."

"NO!"

And that was when Hestia started laughing.

After confirming that it was indeed Hestia, blushing his way through embarrassing tales of his childhood, eating his fill and telling his mother of Hecate's command, Perseus retired to the room Leto had assigned as his bedroom. As soon as he was alone and had placed an illusion for anyone that may enter his room, he let go of his mask: his family had reached Olympus safely- his job was done. Now that he could no longer distract himself from the pain, his emotions surfaced.

He was deeply in love. He was sure of that. But the depth of his love was unknown to even himself. It was like he was trying to remove Eros' arrow from within himself: the first aid hurt more than the hit itself. The true extent of his feelings he hasn't known till he was rejected.

He knew these thoughts were a bit too poetic and depressing than was healthy, so he shook himself out of it. He leaned against a forest-green wall of his room and checked his mental to-do list for any random tasks or thoughts to mull on. There was only one: to set up a good lifestyle for Leto to relax after she was forced out of Olympus. He knew it was inevitable, and, if his interactions with Zeus were any sign, not quite as far away as he'd like.

That was one huge problem: he'd have to figure out a way to ensure that his siblings wouldn't be affected by his arguments and possible fights with the king of the gods. He'd rather lose a fight than risk Artemis' life or Apollo's dream.

He decided to build temples for his mother to enhance her life and lifespan. Also, a palace on Delos which also doubled up as a fortress would be great... but it would be more of a vacation home for her. She had told him that she wanted to explore the mortal world and interact with her Domain a bit more. So a temple-palace on the outskirts of some city-state would be a good main home.

Hestia had promised him help if he required any, so he decided to ask her to help him enlist Athena's help, and maybe even mend their bond: he didn't think more enemies on the Council would help him any.

Percy looked around the room. It was nicely set up: his mother had balanced pampering him and correcting him perfectly. That thought made him wonder if it would be to her liking if he'd spend more time with her as a kid. He had never before seen Leto grin and smirk and laugh and smile as much as today, true, but the presence of the goddess of Family and the Hearth could also be a factor in that.

Nevertheless, it was relaxing to spend time as a carefree child. It made keeping the facade on less difficult. Perhaps a young mind knew very less beyond joy... at least a young mind that wasn't continuously looking out for siblings.

He walked to his bed, placed a spell onto his family that wake him if they were within the range of a weapon-carrying person while asleep, and drifted off to sleep, thinking whether Hypnos had any role in godly slumber on Olympus.

Apparently the god of Sleep didn't like him very much, for he was woken just as he was passing into a deeper sleep. He looked around for any breach in his illusion, and there were none.

He then scanned his spells and found that someone was inside Artemis' palace. He checked the aura and found it dissimilar to his mother and his brother.

The intruder had reached her bedside when Perseus finally recognised the aura.

"ZEUS!"


Please review. I would like to know how my writing feels like at the reading end.


Summary:

Achieving godhood.

The citizens of Delos arrive on Olympus and the triplets claim their Domains and seats on the Olympian council. Hecate prohibits Percy from fathering any minor gods as her favor. After Perseus, Leto and Hestia have dinner, he mulls over his mother's accommodation after Olympus and also his behaviour being a risk to his siblings. The chapter ends with Perseus waking from slumber due to an armed someone approaching Artemis while she was asleep.