Finally! I managed to get away from my evil professors and prissy classmates! I'm very sorry I haven't updating frequently; it's just that being a yuppie is taking its toll on me. So, bear with me kay? Plus I think I'll be holding this fic for a little longer. I have it all done in my head; the only thing is I couldn't find the time to finally write it down (a busy lab tech, that's me).

Anyway, I did a huge blunder in giving the whole plot in chapter four, so I guess I'll tweak the fic a little bit to sidetrack it. Oh and if you're wondering Roxy's not a Mary Sue, he's just a porn star. Read and Review!

Here Comes the Porn Star

Take Ten: Bitter Turnabout

Percy's POV

I woke up with a warm body on top of me. Peering through sleep-addled eyes, what I saw probably was the cutest person in the world. Nico di Angelo, son of Hades and the prophesized Ghost King, sleeps like a kitten; his head resting on top of my chest while his hands were on my shoulders. This is one of those moments when my hands started twitching, dying to get a camera and try to take a picture of him. He's so cute in these times and I'm really lucky since I'm the only person alive who has the privilege of seeing such beauty first thing in the morning. I ran my hand over the soft-and-smooth skin of Nico's back…

Oh, today's the day of the trial. Yeah you heard me right; the Olympians are going to decide for our fates. Personally I hate the thought of them intervening with my love life. Aphrodite did once. She promised me a hard and bumpy road towards love but that's of the past now. And then Athena twice; first was with Annabeth then with Nico. She's a goody-goody old hag alright and I can now understand why father couldn't get along with her. She's a pompous ass, as Aphrodite had cordially called her, and a fickle-minded bitch courtesy of Nico. I really don't get it why Athena makes things difficult for me and I tell you, of all the Olympians up there perhaps Athena's my least favorite, with Ares on second rank. Both war gods irked me to no end and all I want to do is to give them a little piece of me. Then again, I can't do that since I'm not that powerful enough. Plus, two cabins will surely going to have my head.

Good thing Roxy's here…

Yeah, he's the minx of the camp and a friend of mine. Like us, Roxy was regarded as a very powerful demigod. Honestly speaking, chaotic power is a scary thing to bear but as Roxy points it out, demigods of Chaos can only have one or two of her powers. As for Roxy, he only possesses the abilities to control Hydrogen, Oxygen and Carbon, disrupt atomic structures and open portals to everywhere he had been (or we, in my case). Although insignificant compare to other powers of Chaos (such as null), that's enough to make him a force to reckon.

The body on top of me stirred slightly, followed by then a soft grunt. I smiled softly as a pair of lovely black-as-night eyes look up at me. Thin, kissable lips curled into a smile and I was suddenly overcome with a fuzzy and giddy feeling inside.

"Good morning." Nico said sleepily.

"Good morning love." I answered before leaning forward to capture his lips. Our kiss remained chaste and plain, breaking slowly when Nico rested his head on my chest. My angel sighed heavily, making me worried at how this beautiful morning would turn ugly for him. Thru our link I can feel that he's anxious and bothered. I know that he's pondering over this evening's trial, and it made him uneasy.

"Nico?"

The son of Hades sighed once again, his twelve-year old body trembling after letting that air out of his system. "Percy, I'm scared." He said before burying his head on my chest. "I can't be without you, I can't accept being away from you."

This is too much for him to bear; he's just a kid and now he's attending a trial where our lives will depend on? Good thing his father, Hades, willingly accepted him for who he was and said that he will support us. That's a great breather for us and that three Olympians decided to back us up. But still that doesn't guarantee our safety. There are still nine remaining Olympians to decide, and one of them is my father. Speaking of my father, we still have to pay him a visit and get his approval.

"Don't worry Nico. Everything will be alright." I said as I console my boyfriend by rubbing comforting pattern on his back. "C'mon. We gotta prepare and visit my dad."

Nico looked up before nodding slowly. He got up and went for the closet to bring out towels. I got up as well before taking the offered towel. We held hands before shadow traveling to the male showers and bathe leisurely, taking our time in cleaning and stealing kisses from each other. When we're finished, we shadow traveled back to my cabin and put on our clothes. I chose a blue polo-shirt and blue jeans while Nico donned a black polo-shirt with a white, long-sleeved undershirt plus a pair of tight, black jeans with printed skulls over the rear area. Nico fixed his hair while I'm combing my hair straight, noting how long it had become. Straight, brown-black locks framed my face while some strands were longer in other places. Nico, however, had longer black hair, reaching up to his nape. His hair was straight, soft to the touch, then curling by the end. Nico finger-combed his hair, setting it in a one-way direction so that one of his eyes was hidden behind it.

"You look so emo." I said before pushing his hair back to expose his eye. "Don't hide it. It's beautiful so show it to the world."

I wrapped my arms around his waist while resting my head on his shoulder. Nico brought up his hands over mine, lacing it before inching his head so that our cheeks were touching. We started swaying side-by-side, our eyes glued at our reflection. In the mirror, we saw two boys who discovered something very important in the tender age of fifteen and twelve. We're like a puzzle that were fitted together perfectly, not complete if the other's missing. Nico must've heard my thoughts because his hands tightened over mine.

"I love you…" he said softly while looking at my eyes through our reflection. I smiled genuinely at him before capturing his lips in an unhurried kiss.

"I love you more." I said. "But Nico, you really need to have you hair done. I can see split ends clearly from here.

Nico made a face at me before blowing a strand of hair that draped over his face. "Okay, I'll ask Roxy if he can help me with it." He said before kissing me again. I grabbed his hand together we went for breakfast, the dining pavilion already crowded. Campers stopped momentarily to look at us, but a thunderclap up above made them flinch and they returned to whatever they're doing before. Some of our friends waved at us, some nodded in acknowledgment while other greeted us with a knowing glance.

Normally, every time we arrive a snide comment would make their way out of some shadowy campers. But today no one seemed to have the balls to, probably because they're afraid of turning into a huge pile of ash, or to drown in ice-cold water. Hand-in-hand we went to my table, passing both Athena and Ares tables which became stark silent as we pass. The occupants of both tables glared at me, just as I spotted Malcolm. If looks can kill maybe I'm already dead, and that annoyed me more. Beside me, Nico tensed and I saw that the son of Hades was glaring back at them. I tugged at him and urged him to move faster since I don't want a confrontation first thing in the morning. When we were seated I saw Annabeth from my spot, looking rather apologetic for her cabin's behavior. She's the only one who doesn't hate me in that cabin, and I'm grateful for that. She's indeed a wise girl, and I really like her that way, way more than her stuck-up mother. From her spot she mouthed an 'I'm sorry Percy, Nico' which we acknowledged. Nico nodded at her then went to eat with me. To my relief, the tension died down and we're thankful that Chiron hadn't told camp about yesterday's visit. If he did, then I can safely say that it'll cause a huge uproar.

The dining pavilion became a loud, bustling area since dining demigods started to talk about yesterday's events. I heard our names being mentioned several times but I paid no mind to it. My mind was still hooked on our suppose visit in my father's palace, thinking of several speeches that could persuade my father to support us. Beside me Nico seemed to be thinking along the same line since he started mumbling. Buzzing thoughts of two intertwined demigods ran inside my head when all of a sudden, the dining pavilion's hustling and bustling noises came to a stop, making both of us to look up and see what's going on.

All Time Low's Dear Maria, Count Me In played via Chaos Cabin's loud stereos, just before several jaws drop on the floor and eyes widen the size of saucers. Some Demeter boys dropped their plates on the ground while other Hermes boys who were about drink to their orange juices stopped in mid-drink, thus orange fluids flowed like waterfalls. Travis had forgotten to completely shove his bacon inside his mouth, and the huge slab of meat dropped from his open mouth. Silena stopped from chatting with her sisters and they all went wide-eyed, most of them dropping spoons and forks while others dropped face brush and compact mirrors. Some arguing children of Hephaestus stopped in their fruitless debate upon beholding the scenery. Unfortunately, a younger camper dropped the hammer he was holding, and the said hammer landed on Charles' foot.

"OW! Damn it what was your–" but the sentence died in Charle's mouth as soon as he saw what's going on. On the other side, the Apollo table wore identical expressions: mortified. They knew what happened form the looks of it. In my table, me and Nico were gobsmacked at the boy clad in nothing but a red G-strings made visible by a low-riding shorts, a purple scarf and…were those a pair of bunny slippers?

Blonde disheveled bedroom hair: Check

Pearly white teeth: Check

Sun glasses: Check

Slim body covered in hickeys: Check

A satisfied smirk: Check

"Percy! Nico! Hi!" Roxy Angelheart, son of Chaos, obviously a minx and no doubt, the 'Dear Maria' of the moment, graced the poor dining pavilion with his debauched presence. Usually his entry wouldn't cause too much ruckus but today, Roxy's features were really disturbing, as in way too disturbing. Roxy ran to our table then plopped down beside us, either oblivious or completely amused from all the looks he's receiving today.

"What…happened to you?" Nico asked.

Roxy perked his head up before removing his sunglasses to reveal two contrasting skin tones; one pale white around his eyes while the rest of his body seemed to suffer from serious sunburns. Yep, Roxy Angelheart's toasted! Tan is an underestimation because it's like the poof spent two whole days sunbathing. The only trace of his normal skin tone can be found around his eyes. Sunbathing is good I know that, and no one really cared if you wanted to have a little tan on your skin. But how did Roxy, of all people, managed to get a perfect tan (or sunburn) in one night? It's impossible! But that's not the gist of it. All over the blonde's body were hickeys, lots of hickeys! On his neck, on his chest, torso, arms, legs, thighs, everywhere! Some of them looked fresh and tender!

"Have you no shame? You came here in scantly clothes while your body was covered with love bites? Besides, how did you managed to tan yourself in one night? What happened to you?" I asked with disbelief. Roxy blinked innocently before smiling cunningly.

"Well, let's say that I 'played under the sun' for too long…" He drawled lazily before gulping Nico's drink. Nico and I shared confused looks. Then I remembered Apollo and their little 'show' yesterday and my eyes widened in understanding. Nico mouthed 'Apollo' then we blushed at the mental image of what that 'played under the sun' meant.

"Roxy, you didn't…" Nico said but he couldn't finish his sentence since he's blushing so much.

"Didn't what?" the blonde replied while setting the glass down and giving us a pathetic impression of innocence.

"You didn't do it, with Apollo…" I said. Roxy became quiet at first before answering.

"Oh, but I did." he said matter-of-factly. This kid…he's impossible. I mean yeah he's a good guy and a very cool friend but the things he do…

"Don't give that look will ya?" He said before stealing my plate to eat my foods. "I got his vote and I made him swear to Styx so I think I deserve a thanks right?"

Remembering that Roxy's sacrificing his…I don't know… virtue perhaps? Whatever he's sacrificing I'm grateful, very grateful. Mumbling an apology I gave him my thanks while Nico nodded his thanks. Roxy smiled at us before disappearing to take his own meal.

"Percy, is it just me or is Roxy limping?" Nico said out of the blue. I looked at him while he's looking at Roxy rear. I looked at the blonde and, true to his words, Roxy's slightly limping. Well at first glance you wouldn't notice but if you look closer you'll see that there's a small strain in his walk, plus he's occasionally rubbing his butt as if easing a stinging sensation.

"Sure is. I think Apollo really gave it to him good." I said before finishing my meal. Nico resumed eating and before we knew it we're already done. After setting the plates back we walked to the big house to get Chiron's permission. We're leaving to visit my father's place. The centaur was talking to Grover when we found him. It looks like Grover's will be sent in another mission since he's all packed up. I took Nico's hands and went to greet him. "Chiron!" I called, catching his attention.

"Percy, Nico, good morning." He said. Grover looked at us before greeting us too. "Are you going to leave already?"

"Yeah. So G-man, where are you going?" I asked Grover.

"I'm off to this school, Saint Gabriel's Academy to get this unclaimed demigod. So, Chiron I'll be going now." He said before waving to Chiron. "And Perce, be careful. You too Nico."

"Alright." I said while Nico settled with "Bye Grover."

After Grover's gone, Chiron turned to us and started talking. "I believe you're about to leave." We nodded. "Very well. Be careful and good luck. I hope that you may incur Poseidon's approval." He said before tapping both of our shoulders. I smiled back at him before taking Nico's hand. Nico muttered a 'thanks' before following my lead. Soon, we're in the bank of the river we supposed to use as our route. Honestly speaking I don't know the way to Atlantis for I've only been there once, by accident.

"So, how are we going to get to Atlantis?" Nico said before stepping on the water. The water latched onto his ankles, clinging into him like sticky goo.

"We shadow travel." I said.

"We can't, too dangerous."

I cocked my eyebrow at that. "What? Why?"

"We can shadow travel everywhere Percy yes, but shadow travelling to another realm takes a lot of body tolls. As far as I can remember, the only place we can shadow travel to was the Underworld. Father gave us the freedom to go in and out of his domain, but when it comes to Poseidon's I'm not so sure."

"You mean to say that shadow traveling has some restrictions?" I asked. Nico nodded in response. "Oh, that's a bull."

"Need a lift?"

We turned around to see Roxy posed like a model. Well, he looked like a model of a soft-core homo mag.

"Roxy!" we exclaimed. Roxy smirked at us before walking closer.

"You seem to have a problem." He said before taking a bite as his sausage. "Can I help or anything?"

"Well, can you open a portal to Atlantis?" I asked. Roxy's face scrunched up into a frown before answering.

"Why? I mean, you can shadow travel to go there, right?" He said while cocking a fine blonde eyebrow.

"Restrictions." Nico said in response. Roxy mouthed an 'ah' before eating the rest of his sausage. He chomped noisily at the food before dusting his hand.

"Well, okay no problem." He said before undressing. "But I need you to bring me underwater. I don't want to open a portal that would wash the whole New York with Atlantic waters."

I nodded in agreement before urging Nico to dive in first. Then I followed him underwater with Roxy behind me. I made an air bubble for Roxy so he can breathe underwater. His briefs became wet instantly while me and Nico stayed completely dry. We swam a little further until we reached the sea bed. Upon setting foot on the sandy bank, I took Roxy's hand and I closed my eyes to picture my father's throne room. Dark, violet light glowed outside my closed eyelids and soon, the water current changed. I heard Nico gasped and Roxy huffed. I opened my eyes and, as expected, a portal hovers in front of us. On the other side of the portal was the throne room of my father, Poseidon.

"Wow." Nico whistled. "You're powers are amazing."

Roxy smiled haughtily before putting his hand on his waist. "Well, I'm not the son of Chaos for nothing." He said with a playful voice before swiping the black blood pouring from his eyes. Nico was about to ask him if he's okay but Roxy interrupted him at once. "Now, off you go! I'll be returning to camp to greet this demigod Grover's going to fetch. I heard he's a hunk and I want to… well, duty calls!" he said before swimming upwards. "Good luck!" he called back.

"Bye Roxy." Nico shouted while waving back at him.

"Bye buddy." I said before grabbing Nico's hand. "C'mon babe." Nico nodded before we crossed the portal. Instantly the water temperature changed, from warm to a colder, oceanic temperature. The throne room looked the same when I first left. On the farther left corner was an oval table littered by various water-resistant papers and water-proof gadgets. I do n't know how father's technicians were able to make electronic gadgets that are water resistant, but then again Atlantis was always famous for its advance technology myths. Unlike other gods, father had adapted some mortal technologies and had them here. Several phones, notebooks, laptops, and other gadgets for communications were scattered all over the table's surface.

"Wow." Nico said. "Percy, look over there!"

I looked at the opposite side of the big room. There's a double blue door engraved by the symbol of Trident. The said double door opened, sliding towards opposite directions to reveal Triton, my half-brother, marching out with a huge scowl on his face. We looked identical to each other; black hair, green eyes, swimmer's body but his was a little more fish-like than mine. He has webbed hands and feet, blue scales littered in forearms, belly, chest, and thighs. Underwater, Triton didn't bother to wear many clothes, just a cycling shorts and his trusted buckle belt. Behind him was a room filled with monitors and computers, and I saw several monitors showing some parts of Atlantis and the surrounding seas. Triton must've noticed us via CCTV, and he came out to greet us.

"What are you doing here?" He said harshly.

So much for greetings…

"Hello Triton. By the way this is Nico, son of Hades." I motioned to my boyfriend before Nico gave him a curt nod. "I came to see father. We need to talk." Triton only stared at us disdainfully before pressing his right, fish-like ear. Honestly speaking I don't like Triton much. He's a douche bag alright but it's not my place to say that anyway. He's my older brother, and I have to respect him. Besides he's a god, I'm just a demigod. I just have to extend my fuse and let him be…

"Tell Lord Poseidon that Percy's here." he said, spitting my name like a distasteful food. He removed his hand from his ear before pining me with a glare. "I don't know what's going on but I don't want you here. After you're done with father, leave."

Douche bag

Nico's POV

Being the younger brother here irritates me. Don't get me wrong now okay? I love Bianca will all my heart, she's my sister and will always be but sometimes Bianca treats me so…unfairly. You know like, scolding you for every effing mistake you make? I know she's just looking out for me but it's suffocating at most. I don't know, maybe because she's a girl and she doesn't understand boy things. Sometimes I wished that Bianca was a boy so that she would understand better, or perhaps leave me alone in my quests. Then, here comes Percy and I have an instant brother-figure, the only catch is that it bloomed into something much more desirable.

Hmmm… Percy as my brother and my lover? Erm… not good.

Anyway, that wish for an older brother became a quickly evaporating thought after meeting Triton a.k.a fish douche bag. He's Percy's older brother… as in way too old brother. One glance you would think that Triton's a man in his late twenties and very much look liked Percy (minus the fish scales) but don't be fooled; he's millennium years old. Plus, the walking overgrown fish stick (yeah, he's a fish stick) is a jerk full of air and a pompous-asshole very much like old hag (Athena). I wanna jump Triton and beat the crap out of him, clean his scales with a rusty knife, and roast him with Phlegethon fire. Percy is a nice guy, I love him and he's the best boyfriend in the whole world and no one should dare mistreat him! I swear in the name of my father that all who will bad mouth Percy will meet a gruesome end in Tartarus: an eternity of watching Teletubbies while chained in an ice-cold chair!

The fish breath (Triton) grumbled before strutting away like a she-ass. I gave him a dirty look but I tore my eyes away from him when he suddenly looked at me. I stuck my tongue at him childishly (good thing Bianca's not here to scold me) before comforting Percy. I reached out through our link to soothe his feelings. Percy smiled at me before leaning down to peck my lips. Mmmm… I opened my mouth to let his tongue to poke fun with mine, sliding playfully here and there. A warm feeling buzzed our link and when we parted I can feel Percy's in a much lighter mood.

"Thanks and sorry about Triton." Percy said.

"Don't mention it baby. Your step brother can suck dicks and cocks and we won't give a damn about him." I said disdainfully. Percy laughed at that but his laughter was short. The water current around us changed, signaling the arrival of no other than the lord of seas. When we turn around we saw the towering form of Poseidon, clad in his Greek armor with his symbol of power, the terrible Trident beside him.

"Dad…" Percy started. I remembered my manners and bowed low, unlike Percy who seems to be familiar with the Greek lord. "Lord Poseidon." I said hurriedly.

"It's nice to see you Percy, so are you Nico. You can now rise." He said in a deep and heavily accented voice. I straightened up and set to start a conversation but Percy beat me to it.

"Father we need your help." He said but Poseidon cut him short with a raised hand.

"I know Percy. Zeus and the other Olympians had called me earlier, telling me of the trial. I know what you came here for."

Oh… Yeah I remember that news travel faster than light with the Olympians. Then, maybe Poseidon knew how we decked Athena with words right? And since he's not okay with the old hag, maybe he's proud of what we did.

"So, sir you are going to help us right?" I said with an expectant voice. I can also feel Percy's anticipation thru our link. We waited for the joyous answer but our vigorous spirits withered instantly at the solemn look on the sea-god's face.

"Dad?" Percy asked. "What's wrong?" Poseidon looked hesitant, but after clearing his throat the sea-god started talking.

"Percy, I can't."

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What? Poseidon doesn't want to support us?

"Father…" Percy said in a frantic voice. "You got to be kidding right? I mean c'mon, enough with the jokes." He said but Poseidon looked solemn, his face serious. I felt Percy ran out of hope in our link, but there's a hot fire of anger and confusion building inside him, one that would definitely burst into flames when not handled properly. "Why?"

"Percy, being the son of Hades comes with great responsibilities. Thanatos was reported missing and his temple in Tartarus was found in shambles. Olympus doesn't know whether it is because of the titans but without a God of Death, the balance between life and death will be ruined. Zeus appointed Nico, the only living son of Hades, to be the OIC of death department. And if Thanatos did vanish, Nico will be forced into godhood."

After hearing that felt my ground breaking into millions of pieces. Me? A god? I can't, that's too much. I can't accept something like that! I can't be a god and obtain immortality! I can't bear to see my friend dying one by one! No, not Percy! I can't leave him, I can't! Him aging and dying slowly while I stay the same? And when the time comes that he's about to die and I will be the one to take his soul away? No, no way!

"No! I can't accept that!" A shout resounded but to my surprise it wasn't my voice. Percy's eyes were glowing green and the water around him started to boil. I know that the temperature around him might have been in 100°, but being the son of Hades I can tolerate much but not the nearby living things. Fishes started to swim away while merpeople ran in panic.

"Why do they have to make things difficult for us? First was the lightning thief incident, then Grover and Chiron. Then Athena's being a jerk and all and now this? Dad, why aren't you doing something?"

"Percy, I maybe the lord of the sea but Zeus is the all-god."

Percy laughed bitterly at his father before countering a venomous comment. "Is that so? Then tell me, how come Hades has the guts to go against his will?"

At this, Poseidon's face hardened and the current around him became violent. "Don't you dare compare me to Hades!"

"Yeah, you two were different from each other yes so I have no right to compare you to him. But you know what? Of all the gods I can say that Hades, although the biggest jerk and downright bastard at first, is the nicest father. He loves Nico and he's willing to do everything, even to accept me, as his future son-in-law. Yes dad, Hades called me son. He accepted me as Nico's partner and he said that although he can't vote, he will be there to defend us, to support us! See? He's the father every demigod would want! A harsh, strict, disciplinary yet a loving, understanding and supportive father! A father willing to do everything, face and confront anyone for his son! A father willing to break Zeus mandate and his oath to Styx just to ensure the happiness and safety of his son! Why can't you be like him?"

Through the father-son exchange, Poseidon seems to be down. Being compared and outshined by my father looks like an award to the hall of shame for Olympians. But as Percy puts it, I can now see the big difference of my father from the rest of them. Father is fearless, and he's willing to wage war against Zeus for my sake. I don't know whether father would go with Zeus wishes, but knowing my father he wouldn't let it pass Zeus to take my happiness away. A glimmer of hope bubbled in my heart at the thought of father fighting for us. And for my sake, Percy willingly plowed his own dad with words. I felt my eyes stinging from holding up tears, tears that started to make their way out since I heard that dumb godhood. I'm no longer a child, I battled many trials before and I think that I shed enough tears already. I don't want look like a weakling, not in front of Poseidon, or even in front of Percy. I have to stand for the two of us. Percy did his part, and now it's my turn. Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward to confront the situation ahead.

"Lord Poseidon…" I said in slightly shaky but firm voice. Both father and son turn to look at me, and instantly I became self conscious. But I pushed it aside, I should take things seriously. Stepping in front of sea-god, I fell on my knees and bowed. "Lord Poseidon, Great King of the Sea and Ruler of Atlantis, I besiege you help. I know you're bitter towards my father, Hades, but as his son I personally ask truce. Please give us your assistance."

Silence answered my call but I didn't dare look up to see his face. I'm afraid that I might see a disapproving scowl. I kept my head bowed low and held my tears of frustrations and desperation at bay. A suffocating silence gnawed my stomach with fear, and Percy felt left-out and desperate with every second. A chime-like sound echoed throughout the silent throne room, signaling us the arrival of an IM. The light of Iris glistened before revealing the ugly face Athena.

"Poseidon, you are requested by Lord Zeus to come here in Olympus." She said. Poseidon made a sour face before nodding at her. The IM faded at once, but before disappearing completely the old hag gave us a haughty smirked.

"Dad…" Percy said before kneeling beside me. He bowed his head lower than mine, his forehead touching the cold sea floor. "Please I beg you. Help us in this trial."

I bowed my head as well before uttering my version of begging. We waited for a response, but the god of sea didn't answer. Instead the tide changed and before we knew it, Poseidon's already gone. Percy stared at the empty spot, silent anger gnawing his desperate heart.

What now? Out of twelve Olympians, we have three sure votes of favor (Aphrodite, Hermes and Apollo), three unfavorable votes (Athena, Ares and Poseidon) and as for the rest of the Gods, I don't know. I know that most of them are against us. Homosexuality, although a common practice among Greeks, is not a welcomed act among demigods. We will be condemned, separated and I'll be forced into a job I hate. Why me? I mean, is this the price of becoming a child of my father? There are other demigods who's willing for the job, so why me? Do these hooligans (the Olympians in general) really want to ruin my life?

Yay for me…

"It's useless." I hear Percy hissed. He stared hard on the spot where his father once stood, and out of nowhere a stray tear cascaded from his eyes. My heart skipped a beat, my entire being shook at the tenacity of what I'm now beholding of.

Percy's crying…

He might now look like it but deep within him he wanted to curse every living god up there. His soul was screaming, and like an angry dragon it clawed on our hearts, desperate, confused and frustrated. Percy's body trembled and all of a sudden he let out a scream.

"Percy…" My hearty wrenched as Percy curled into a ball while his mouth opened for a silent cry. My body went to autopilot to embrace him, to meld our limbs, to hold onto him. I fear that he'll be consumed by his hatred and he'll lose it. The water around started to boil as the ground started to protest, signaling the uprising of Phlegethon flames. Oh no, this is not good. Percy's about to unleash all of his Underworld powers! Judging from the looks of it, he'll be able to destroy most of Atlantis in one go. Panic struck my heart at the onset of our predicament and I called on the only one who could help us before Percy destroys Atlantis.

"Father!" I yelled in my mind. In the corner of my eyesight shadows started to move and gather around us, cocooning us in a small blob of dark goo. The haunting cold sensation of shadow travelling washed on us and soon, we're already in the throne room of Hades. There was my father, all omniscient looking in his dark toga, and a twelve year old boy with blonde, wavy hair and dark eyes clad in pjs.

"Hypnos!" My father yelled. The boy nodded before pointing at Percy who lost consciousness in an instant. Percy slumped on my lap, asleep and totally vulnerable. I touched his face, only to see that Percy still has a pained expression.

"Well, this is unexpected." The boy, Hypnos, said before blowing his pointing finger like a used gun. I looked up at the two divinities only to see that Persephone, my stepmother was also there. She went to kneel beside us before palming Percy's head. Immediately Percy's facial expression softened and his tense body started to relax.

"He's okay. It's just that his powers were becoming unstable." She said before rising to face my father. "What were you thinking Hades? If Nico didn't called you Atlantis might've been in ashes."

"Persephone, not now." Father said before dismissing both gods. Hypnos only shrugged before disappearing into a cloud while Persephone scowled before disappearing as well. Father sighed heavily before kneeling down beside us. "I take it didn't go well with Poseidon."

"Yeah…" I said, my voice hoarse and quiet. Damn it I'm being teary again! No, not in front of father! I tried not to cry but tears obscured my vision. I bowed my head to hide my tears under my bangs, but cold hand tilted my chin before another wiped my tear-stained eyes. "What now?"

"Rest for now. I'll see what I can do." He said. I nodded, unsure whether this will turn for the best, or for the worst before father teleported us to a luscious bedroom. There he laid Percy onto the bed. It's surprising that father was now freely touching Percy like they've been good acquaintances. Then again, maybe father's softening up just for my sake.

"Father, I felt an overwhelming Underworld power within Percy." I said. Father turn around to face me with an unreadable expression. "Why? I mean, it's unnatural for him…"

"I gave him powers equal to yours. You could say that I made him my honorary son." He said.

"What? Why?"

"He pledged to me and to Styx that he will protect you no matter what. He might be the son of Poseidon but against our enemies and those who wish to hurt you, that isn't enough. I gave him powers over the dead and he can now call on my name for aid. All of these I gave him, to protect you my son." He said before touching my shoulders, his cold yet welcoming body temperature seeping through my black-white clothing. "Zeus made that stupid thing about gods not to interact with their offspring. I'm bounded to that damn thing, so I gave Percy my blessings. He will be the eyes to watch over you, he will be the arms to protect you, and he will be the heart to love you. I won't be there for you my son, but I'm confident that Percy will there for you."

Word escaped my thoughts after hearing him say that. I know my father as a cruel and cold god, but now I plan to change my perspective of him. Not wanting to make it more dramatic, father embraced me before shadow traveling out. He left, but that fatherly love still lingers around me.

"Thank you father." I said before cradling Percy's sleeping form closer to my small and scrawny body.

Normal POV

Under the spray of lukewarm water, Eagle Antithesis urged his muscles to relax. He felt empty, like a piece of his self was missing and his body was yearning for it dearly. It's been roughly half-a-day since Aldous had left yet he's already dying inside. Damn it! Who could've though getting attached to someone was this difficult?

Growling his frustration, the child of Null mentally turned the knob and went to dress. His deranged father was calling for his presence. He has this stupid assignment and he was assigned as a lone wolf, meaning he'll have to carry this mission alone. Sighing once again, Eagle marched to the doorstep of the throne room, his tongue already dripping with intended venom towards the lousy titan of time. Demigods and monsters avoided his path, not wanting to incur the wrath of Kronos' prime assassin.

"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"Yeah, well I really kind of understand why he's all worked up."

"Probably suffering from blue balls."

"Or severe sexual deprivation."

The other demigods sniggered as Eagle passed by. Outside Eagle seems to be unmindful but deep in him, he's already plotting some devious plan to castrate these mongers. How dare they to make fun of him? Hurrying his steps, Eagle finally reached the throne room. With his trademark apathetic look, he busted the door with his trademark kick, flinging the double door open in one go.

"Eagle, please open the door in more civilized fashion next time." Kronos' haunting voice echoed throughout. Eagle's blood started to boil upon hearing the man who murdered his life. Casting one pair of red-blazing eyes, the raven marched to stand chin up in front of the throne.

"You called Lord?" He said disdainfully. Kronos smiled at him, the same smile he grown to hate.

"Yes my son. I have a mission for you."

"What is it?"

"You're to attend a court session in Mount Olympus."

Eagle cocked a fine black brow after hearing it. "And why do I have to attend such insignificant trial?" Kronos laughed heartily at Eagle's choice of words.

"Silly child. Yes it's a trial but it's not insignificant as you cordially put it. You have a mission to accomplish my son."

"And what mission?" Eagle asked. Like on cue, Medea appeared from nowhere and approached the raven. She gave him a disposable fountain pen. "What's this for?"

"A port key, a device used by many wizards and witches. It works like a teleporting device." She said in a sarcastic tone. "I really don't want to give you this but for Lord Krono, I guess I'll just have to do this."

Eagle made a confused look before looking at his deranged father. "What's up?"

"You're to give Zeus our war invitation. I wanted this to be done during the trial of Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon and Nico di Angelo, son of Hades."

Sorry for the sudden cut of the story. It's just that I only have a day to write it down. So, how was it? Comment and review please!

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Sneak Peak:

Roxy: Well, what do you want to do?

Aldous: I don't know. You have an idea?

Roxy: We could play house in my cabin. You'll be daddy and I'll be your boy toy…

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Zeus: You dare defy the gods?

Percy: Yes! You guys are so full of yourselves! That mentality was the sole reason why Kronos is now resurrected and warring against us! How many more demigods will be swayed to their sides because of your injustice and unfairness?

Zeus: Don't raise your voice on me mortal!

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Nico: You're angry right? Where are the lightning bolts?