Here is the next chapter. I doubt I'll ever have as long of a delay as I did between Parts 1 and 2, but I also don't think I'll be able to go back to the daily updates, or even every other day. I hope you are all ok with the slightly longer wait times. And don't worry, I'm a completionist, I would never abandon a story until it's done.

Anyway, here's Part 2, Chapter 2.

Percy quickly fell into a rut. He jabbed and slashed left and right. These ghosts were hardly any threat after all of the things he had faced before. If only they had had actual blood, then he could have wiped them all out in an instant. Instead he lazily slashed through ghost and ghoul alike.

He shifted Riptide into spear form. With the extra reach, he didn't have to wait for enemies to get to him. He also took this as a good opportunity to practice his spear combat.

Annabeth fought her way towards them. He was glad to see her holding her dagger again. It just seemed right.

When she reached them, Percy started to give instructions. "Annabeth, Piper. I need you two to stand guard over Jason, I will try to lead the bulk of the ghosts away."

Part of why he was doing that was because he wanted to keep them safe from the ghosts, but there was another reason as well. He wasn't used to having to rein in his power. In Tartarus, he had had no restrictions. Bob had been immortal, so there was no danger of collateral damage. Here though, he constantly had to be mindful of his allies. If he released a shockwave powerful enough to destroy the ghosts, he might also hurt Annabeth and Piper.

And so, he took the fight as far from the others as he could. Once he was far enough away, he pocketed Riptide and began to fight with his Drakon bone swords. These days, he rarely fought with Riptide as a sword anymore. Usually, he liked to dual wield his Drakon bone swords. When he pulled out Riptide, it was usually in spear form. He had yet to find any singular enemy that required him to focus all of his attention into one sword. It was usually just mobs of enemies like now, and two swords made so much more sense.

Before long, the threat was gone. The last enemy had been a ghoul on the other side of the courtyard, ready to attack Annabeth. With unbelievable strength and accuracy, Percy had thrown Riptide and speared it right through the chest, hard enough to pin it against the wall behind it.

He rushed over to where the others were. Jason did not look to be in good shape. Piper managed to get him to sit up, but his side wound looked bad. His shirt was soaked red, and there was smoke coming from his wound.

"Hey, you guys ok?" he asked as he approached.

"I'm fine," Annabeth said. She had a small nick on her forehead, but it was pretty minor. "So is Piper, but Jason…"

"I'm ok," Jason grunted. "The ambrosia cleared things up. I should be ok to…" he tried to stand up and immediately fell down. "Nevermind."

"Woah. Sparky. Sit down. You are NOT ok." Piper was fussing over him like a child.

"I think maybe I can carry him," Percy offered. "Or you two can go on ahead and get Frank's attention, he could fly him back."

"Wait," Jason said. He looked around. "A bed. There was a special bed in this palace."

Piper frowned. "Jason, you've lost a lot of blood."

"I'm not crazy," he definitely seemed crazy. "The marriage bed was sacred. If there was any place you could talk to Juno…" he caught his breath. "Juno!"

Silence. Piper and Annabeth looked at each other in concern. Percy was also starting to get worried.

Then suddenly, the floor rumbled. The stones cracked as a giant olive tree burst from below. Under its shade stood a dark-haired woman in a white dress, with a leopard-skin cape draped over her shoulders.

"My heroes," the goddess spoke.

"Hera," Piper said.

"Juno," Jason corrected.

"Doesn't matter," Percy grumbled. "What the fuck do you want crazy lady?"

Everyone's eyes turned to Percy. Annabeth and Piper looked at him in fear, Juno in anger.

"Percy Jackson. I had heard you were…different."

"Yeah," Percy grumbled. "I got tossed down into Tartarus alongside everything else the gods have thrown down there over millennia. I've seen what you guys are capable of firsthand. So, excuse me if I don't really want to deal with the woman who wiped my memories and stole me away from all the people I care about. Who used me as a goddamn pawn in-"

"Honestly, boy," Juno interrupted. "Are we going to have to talk about this all over again?"

"No," Jason interceded. "There is no need to go through that again. Juno, we need your help. We-" He tried to sit up and fell over again. He was pale, very pale.

Piper grabbed him, "First things first, Jason is hurt." She looked at Juno, "Heal him!"

Juno scowled at her. "There are some injuries that even the gods cannot heal."

"Oh, you're useless!" Percy exclaimed. "Piper, move." He knelt by Jason's side and put his hand on his wound. This might be an injury beyond the skill of the gods to heal, but what about a Titan? Bob had healed far more serious injuries than this, and Bob had blessed him with his power when he left Tartarus. Add to that the powers that he got from Kronos, and he should be able to do this, right?

He closed his eyes and concentrated. He imagined the wound. Even with his eyes closed, he could see it, or…sense it rather. It was a bit like when he had killed the Nemean Lion, he could feel the blood flowing. He concentrated and began to close the ruptured veins. It was weird, Bob had said that Titans could shape their reality. He had also said that Percy had that power. That's basically what he did, he imagined Jason being healed, and it just sorta…happened.

He saw color come back into Jason's cheeks. The wound stopped smoking. Jason breathed easier.

Percy smiled at him and began to stand up. Piper and Annabeth were staring at him incredulously.

"What…what did you just do?" Piper whispered.

"Healed him, he should be ok now." Then Percy's vision blurred. He felt like he had been punched in the gut repeatedly. He bent over and tasted blood. He spat, and a huge pool of blood came out.

Percy breathed. "Ow."

"Percy!" Annabeth yelled. She grabbed him before he fell over. "Are you ok?"

"Fine," Percy said. He hurt, but it didn't seem like he was injured. "Wow, ok. Bob was really underselling how much healing someone hurts. I actually felt like I was taking the sword that was meant for Jason."

By this point, the others looked at him like he was some kind of god. Seeing as he now had the essence of Kronos and the blessing of Bob, Percy couldn't really blame them. He looked up at Juno, "Like I said, you're useless."

"Careful child," Juno said dangerously. "You may have gained new powers, but I am still a goddess, you will treat me with respect."

"Like hell," Percy spat more blood. "Being a goddess doesn't make you worthy of respect. Your actions do, and as far as I can see, you gods and goddesses have done nothing but make the world a worse place. All you have to do is stay on your precious mountain and drink Nectar but NOOOO, you have to meddle in our lives. I'll tell you what, I am going to destroy Gaea, not because of you or any of the other Olympians. I am doing it because I choose to. And when that's over, you had best watch yourselves. I've fought Titans, Giants, even Tartarus. You don't scare me, none of you. If you try to mess with our lives again, I'll take you down just as easily as I did Kronos."

Silence. Jason, Piper, and Annabeth were all stunned. They looked at Percy half in reverence, half in terror. Percy couldn't tell whether or not it was him they were afraid of. Juno was by this point glowing, and she had grown to almost twice her original size. She was radiating power. Maybe she was what they were afraid of. Percy couldn't really understand why, this was nothing compared to what he had seen.

"Careful demigod. You forget yourself. I am the Queen. I am grateful to you all for gathering my two natures, but my gratitude has limits. I have enough clarity to speak with you briefly, but if you keep speaking to me in such a disrespectful manner, I will smite you, Neptune's champion or no."

"Lady Juno." Jason said quickly, drawing her attention away from Percy. "We are so fortunate you chose to grace us with your presence. Now please, can you help us? Tell us what to do?"

"Sail around the Peloponnese," Juno said, her aura fading. "As you suspect, it is the only route. On your way, seek out the goddess of victory in Olympia. She is out of control. Unless you can subdue her, the rift between Greek and Roman can never be healed."

"You mean Nike?" Annabeth asked. "How is she out of control?"

Suddenly the sky began to rumble.

"Explaining would take too long," Juno said quickly. "I must flee before Jupiter finds me. Once I leave, I will not be able to help you again."

"Right," Percy said sarcastically. "Because you were soooo helpful just now."

Juno glared at him. "I warned you demigod. You will learn respect, or you will die. I will not-" her voice was cut off when lighting tore through the sky. "…I take my leave now. Be warned, Percy Jackson. If you do not learn respect for the gods, you will pay dearly. Ask the twins if you do not believe me."

"Artemis and Apollo?" Piper asked. "What do you mean?"

Juno's image began to fade. "If you reach the island of Delos, they might be there to explain. Go now." And with that, her form faded completely.

They stood there in silence for a while, absorbing what just happened. Percy looked around, only to see the others staring at him.

"What?" he asked.

"Dude," Jason said. "I'm grateful to you for healing me, but…"

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Annabeth interjected. "You can't talk like that to the Queen of the Gods!"

"What are you talking about? You hate Hera just as much as I do, if not more!"

"That's not the point Percy," Piper said calmly. "You just basically threatened the entire Olympian pantheon. I get that you don't like them, that you hate them even. After what you've been through, no one could blame you. But you can't just talk to them like that, it's just not smart."

"Whatever," Percy said. "Let's just get back to the ship and plan our next move." He looked down at Jason, "You gonna be ok there, big guy?"

"Fine," Jason grunted. "Seriously, thank you. I'm pretty sure I would have died without you."

"Eh," Percy waved him off. "You would have figured it out I'm sure. I might be fed up with the gods, but there's nothing I won't do for my friends."

He tried to walk a few steps, only to fall over. His side burned.

He felt a strong grip grab his arm and pull him up. Annabeth draped his arm over her shoulder and supported his weight. "Quit being such a tough guy, Seaweed Brain. I got you."

Side by side, they began to walk down the hill towards the ship.

Well? What do you think?

The rest of the crew has yet to see Percy's new powers, but now we get to see them react to his new attitude, so that's fun.

Please leave me PM's and reviews for things you want to see. If I don't get inspiration, it'll take a lot longer to finish this story.

Peace.