Warning: language

~~~Camp Olympia~~~

~~~Lucas's pov~~~

"Lucas."

I turn to the direction of the sound and saw it was my moth- no Athena. That called me, and she wasn't happy, no she had a scowl upon her face and a dark look and seeing her the same look and scowl graced my features.

"Why the Hades are you doing back here?" she said darkly, barely holding back her sneer. I rolled my eyes and ignored her, I didn't want to talk to her at all. And seeing my actions only fuel the fire that was slowly burning, and she was mad, no scratch that, she was pissed. And though for some god damn reason, seeing her like this, fuming just by the sight of me it brought a weird sense of satisfaction in me. In fact, it wasn't just satisfaction, there was also happiness.

I must be going crazy. I have no freaking idea why but seeing her like that just made the corners of my lip tugged upwards and I was sure that my eyes were shining with amusement and satisfaction.

Again I ignored her and this time I didn't even bother to glance back at her. But I'm sure she saw the look in my eyes before I turn away, and I bet with my life that the only reason why she hasn't attack me yet is that of all the other people around her. And she isn't the only one that was angry at me, no all of the other Athena children that were from my year had the same dark look in their eyes and were all glaring at me in a none discreet way. But again I ignore them.

Instead, my eyes zoomed in on a certain wine God that was wide-eyed and gaping like a fish out of water, obviously, he had already recognize Ivy. Though it looks his eyes were filled with shock if you look close and careful enough you can see the look of regret, sorrow, and hidden love in them.

Contrary to other beliefs, Dionysus really loves each and every one of his children, including the green-haired demigod standing beside me. And Dionysus had been really reluctant and regretted it when he kicked Ivy out, but he had to do it, after all, how could he just stand there and do nothing when one of his children just tried to hurt the other.

Ivy had told us that when Dionysus had to kick her out of Camp, his eyes were filled with regret, reluctant and most importantly, a massive amount of love. And she didn't hate Dionysus for kicking her out of the place where demigods are safe from monsters because she understood that he had no choice and he still loves her no matter what and she still loves him as well.

I was snapped out of my thought when Athena stalk towards me, face red with anger, it seemed like she had snapped and couldn't wait to strangle me to death. The others around us quickly took a few steps back, knowing that the goddess was angry and they didn't want to die.

She stops in front of me and raised her hands high, wanting to slap me but before she can, a Card, an Ace of Spades more specifically was thrown at her and had caused a drop golden ichor to leak from her neck to her collar bone and down. We all turn our head towards the direction where the card came from and everyone--other than us--were shocked to see it was Percy that has thrown it. And I Smirk, he was mad, beyond mad and if looks could kill Athena would have faded long ago.

Time for a show.

~~~third pov~~~

He didn't know what he was expecting to see when he finally arrives, maybe Dionysus's shocked face and the huntress's shocked ones to Gwen but seeing Athena trying to hit one of his knights was not one of them! And Percy was pissed, seething and pure cold fury run through his veins. He flicked his wrist and a card appeared in his hands, he quickly threw it at that bitch trying to hit his knight.

He knew some of them didn't have a happy life living in camp but he thought that the gods would have forgotten about them and wouldn't care about them. It didn't sound very good but compared to them getting glares by their sibling and mother everywhere, getting ignored even after so long and getting pushed around by your siblings just like before, is not that bad.

Percy was slightly satisfied seeing golden ichor leak from her neck but he was still seething and barely controlling himself so he won't pounce on that bitch and punched her merciless and endlessly.

Athena froze when those icy, cold crimson red eyes locked with her grey( or gray) ones. And by the cold fury raging in those eyes, it didn't take a genius to figure out that he was pissed. Athena gulped and tried to move back. Keyword: tried. Her legs were felt like it frozen and those eyes locked with hers were keeping her from moving. They were daring and mocking her, daring her to move yet she can't, and so they mocked her.

Her hands that were raised were by her side and clenched in a tight fist and slightly shaking, her knees felt like jelly, trembling as if it could collapse any moment. Her eyes are wide and full of fear and slight pain. Her heart was beating loudly it surprised her that no one had her it. She felt her throat tighten and it becomes hard to breathe with all the tense in the air around them.

For the first time since the last war, she felt fear crawl up her throat. And all by the boy-no man in front of her.

The man she had hated ever since she known of his existence

The man that had surprised her countless time.

The man that had brought the sea victory countless time.

The man that had rejected being a god.

The man her man-hating sister learned to respect.

The man that fell head over heels for her daughter.

The man that had seen so much death.

The man her daughter loved.

The man that been cheated by his lover, her daughter.

The man that had been betrayed by every single one of his loved ones, including his father.

The man that had happiness once again after being tortured.

The man that been tortured for a thousand years.

The man's name was spat upon and spoke in venom every time.

The man that cause the god against him to cheer and have a party when they had heard everything from his second family.

The man that never gives up, no matter what.

The man that defended her disgrace of a son.

The man that was loyal to a fault.

The man who was willing to kill for his family.

The man that brought her to feel and taste the familiar taste she had felt during the last war. Fear.

The others around them could feel the tension in the air and decided not to interfere. Even Artemis and her huntresses forgotten about the particular black to navy blue haired, silver-eyed teen that had a moon symbol floating above her head.

They could see the fear in a certain goddess eye and they could also the raging cold fury in Percy's eyes. They were confused as to why Percy was helping the demigod that was going to get slapped by Athena and why he was so pissed about it. But they were also confused as to why Athena wanted to slap one of the new demigods that were her own freaking child!!!

Percy stalks toward the still frozen goddess and tries to keep himself from jumping on her and strangling her and believe him, it was taking everything he has not to. When she was in front of the goddess he spoke in an icy, cold and calm voice, too calm in fact.

"What the fuck were you doing?"

Athena still couldn't tear her gaze from the eerily calm man in front of her. And his voice only made the hair of her neck stood. She tried talking but all that came out was things even she can't comprehend, let alone the others. She took a deep breath and cleared her throat before opening her mouth again and mentally congrats herself for being able to talk again and move, she was glad her voice came out strong and didn't waver one bit even though she was still scared of the man in front of her.

And she knows by the smirk he had just now, that he knows what effects he has on her just by his eyes. And she couldn't help but tremble and shudder at what other things he can do.

"Teaching that disgrace a lesson. Why do you care?"

"Don't even think about touching any one of them, no matter who they are, Athena," he spat out her name and growl "and he's no longer your child, his one of mine, my family and my knight. If you, any of you try to even harm one of them, then allies are damn, I'll kill you myself. "

He gave the mother of his ex-lover a long and hard glare before he turns to look at the demigods, his knights.

They beamed at him once he turns his attention to them. They've heard every word and were overjoyed when their king finally said they were his knights out loud. Though their king thought that they didn't see the way his eyes were filled with fondness every time one of them call him their king or how he is actually happy they call him that, they know. But never say anything about it.

But hearing him said it out loud brought them such joy. And even though no one said anything they agree to never let him live it down.

Everyone else in the arena had heard what he said and didn't dare doubt his words, they know he was serious and would not hesitate to kill them if they dare harm his knights.

Well, almost everyone, there was this particular demigod that didn't even notice the tension in the air, everything that had happened, let alone the warning Percy gave. He was too busy drooling over a beautiful blue hair and blue eyed who looked like she was 15, demigod. And he was sure if anyone was paying attention to him, they would be able to see his lustful eyes, roaming around the beautiful demigod that had curves all at the right place yet somehow still able to look innocent, and if any of them were to enter his mind they would be scarred for life with all the amount of dirty things he was thinking about doing with and to the blue-haired 15-year-old. And as you would have guessed the lustful demigod is, of course, Zane Black.

Percy walked towards his family, his knights and the people that had seen through his mask easily, the people that pulled him out of self-loathing, the people that gave him a sense of belonging with the sins, void, End and him and engulfed them in a hug and greeted them.

The others around them--those who were very close to him--was shocked. They hadn't seen this emotion of his since he came to camp and now seeing it on his face because of others ...they felt a pang of jealousy and anger.

Jealous that they weren't the ones that made Percy feel that emotion they have wanted to see since he returned. Happiness.

Anger, not to the new demigods or Percy but to themselves. For being stupid in believing stupid evidence instead of their friend, lover, brother, son.

They also felt ashamed of what they did to him. For him to be tortured twice, both either caused or done by his family, his loved ones, his brothers, his fathers, for something he didn't even do and knowing him, they had no doubt he had actually believed them and their words. He believed it was his fault, that he somehow deserved to be tortured.

And none of them actually had faith and believed him when he tried, so fucking hard to defend himself. They all believed he was the one to betray them all and that they had been the ones hurt the most but in reality, they were ignorant and had chosen to believe in evidence that could have been fake instead of believing him, Percy Jackson, the most loyal person alive or dead.

Chaos couldn't control the tears that roll down his cheeks...he remembers, he remembers every moment he and Percy had been together, laughing, joking and having fun. How could he not? They were precious to him, even after sending to him to the void, he would never forget them. Even on those bad days, Percy was there to cheer him up, listening to him rant about everything wrong in the universe with him being the good listener he is. And just by his own presence, Chaos could relax and could feel every trouble and worry he has been lifted off his shoulders. But in the end, just by the few words of one of his soldiers, a few pieces of paper as evidence that could be fake and his own stupidly, it was enough to ruin the father-son bond the both of them had share throughout the years, a bond that grows every minute they together were just broken by such little things and his own stupidly.

During Percy's trail...he was trying so hard not to cry, he felt such great amount of sadness, he hadn't felt since his wife had died. He tries not to cry because he never thought the boy he had come to love as his own son could betray him like that and that the boy could so easily break the bond that they had created. He kept on questioning himself as the trial continues that was the bond we had nothing to him? Why? But he never works up the courage to ask the boy kneeling in front of him because of how much of a coward he was, yes, he, the creator of the universe was afraid of an answer. He was afraid of the answer the boy might give, he was afraid that the answer was yes, it was all fake, he was afraid that the answer was no, it meant everything to me. And if the answer was no, he was afraid that he had betrayed the boy, his son and that he would hate him. He was too much of a coward.

And also because of his ignorant, he was too focused on himself, he didn't see when those pretty sea green eyes you can lose yourself in forever, twinkles when they were together whenever they were having fun together, whenever they bonded. He didn't see the fondness, respect, happiness and love the boy had in his eyes. He didn't see the pleading look they boy had in his eyes during his trails...or rather he did but choose to ignore it because he was afraid. He didn't see the shattered and heartbroken look the boy had when he was sentenced. And the look of utter betrayal that was there throughout his torture session with any one of them. And if he had just worked up the courage to ask him what he wanted or read the mind of his adopted son...he would know that his son had the same question as him. What had our bond meant? Was it nothing?

But he didn't.

And it was all his fault.

And now they had to work together again, Chaos was determined to ask him the question he had wanted so desperately to ask but was too much of a coward to.

He made a mistake.

And he vows it would never happen again.

He wasn't going to let go of this chance and choice where he can either choose to grasp this opportunity or he can let it slip right through his fingers.

And the answer was clear as day.

~~~time skip, brought by your very bad and lazy author~~~

~~~dinner time~~~

Dinner time, the time where gods get to spent time with their children, get to know them and help them in any way they can. And for the demigods to relax after a hard day of training. But for now they haven't even started training yet, and they all assume it would be like their regular training, something they were not new to.

But they don't know all those sadistic training regiments and methods, their trainers--the new demigods--had in their minds.

Dinner time was also the time where the Sins and void will leave because they still have a duty to attend to, though they did say that they would pop up here anytime they can or want to.

And that's exactly what they were all up to.

Except a certain wine God, that couldn't get a certain daughter of his out of his mind. Or the feeling he has, the feeling of proudness, love and ashamed.

Why? because her daughter was in the inner circle of Percy, the demigod he voted to be tortured for no good reason. And he still helped his daughter, he couldn't help the feeling ashamed of what he had done and even if his daughter wasn't there he would still be. And he was glad his daughter was living well, and have a family he wasn't able to provide for her when she was at camp.

And he wanted to make it up to her, for everything he did. Or rather everything he failed to do as a father.

He wasn't the only God thinking like that, no, in fact, there was a goddess of the moon, thinking about a certain black-navy blue, silver eyes demigod that had a moon symbol above her just now. Her daughter, the demigod was her daughter. She didn't know what the fuck was going on, and it frustrated her to no end. She was sure she was still a virgin and never had a child before. So how? How did that demigod have her symbol?

Then it struck her, she remembers now. How could she have forgotten? The nine months she suffered because of that creature! She didn't even dare call that thing hers! It wouldn't even be alive if that vile, disgusting pig didn't rape her! She never wanted a child. She never wanted to be rape. And it was all that pig's fault, it was all that spawn's fault. The spawn of that disgusting pig!

She silently fumed with raging fire dancing in her eyes, she wanted to go there and give the spawn of that vile creature a piece of her mind, but she couldn't, she cant. Not when Percy had declared she was one of his this afternoon after her supposedly wise sister tried to hurt one of them. And she doesn't even dare to doubt everything Percy said, his eyes that clearly shown pure fury was real, the twitching of his hands and finger, clearly indicate his barely controlled restrained. And she was sure if anyone, anyone at all, no matter who will suffer if they tried to hurt anyone of them, whether is death or something much, much more sinister.

But she couldn't just let that thing, go! No, she had to at least suffer somehow! And she will make sure of it!

But for now all, she can do was explain her situation to her beloved huntresses who is no doubt waiting for an explanation, for her to tell them it was some kind of sick joke and that, the demigod wasn't hers.

But she couldn't, she couldn't lie to her huntresses no matter what. So the only way was, to tell the truth.

Everyone was either occupied either by their own thoughts or other things, they didn't notice a certain demigod that had sea green eyes, having a wicked smile on his face, the sudden tightness on his pant, or his lustful eyes still roaming a demigod sitting on the void table. Not even Poseidon who was sitting next to him.

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