Hello again! Sorry it's taking me so long to write a second chapter, and it's probably going to be like this for the other ones as well. Again, sorry, but I have a hard time getting motivation to actually continue this story instead of going to bed. Did y'all know that most of the first chapter was made at 1 Am! I was trying to go to bed again and I suddenly got a burst of energy and enough motivation to write enough to start up the chapter! And I'm happy people are actually taking notice of this though! So, instead of my rambling, I'll get to the story and answer some reviews at the end of the chapter.

(Percy's POV)

Soon enough, the Gods of Olympus quieted the happy and melancholy chatter that was idly happening among the crowd of nature spirits and demigods who were still recovering from the fights they were in and the tiredness that accompanied them. Most of them had lost friends or family, though most of us demigods were family but the nature spirits on the other hand had watched as their friends passed on and turned into different kinds of plants.I myself had lost people to this war.

I thought about my past adventures and pictured all in my head. All of my losses. In the first year that I had been told that I was a demigod, Hades had taken my mother down to the Underworld via meta...metamor….a gold light and a big hunk of bull meat, the minotaur. My first real fight as a demigod. Sure, I guess you could say my fight against Mrs. Dodds at the history museum as a fight, but all I did was swing Anaklusmos once and it was over. It was mainly an accident anyways!

The next time I was at camp was the quest for the Golden Fleece, which now hung proudly over the branches of Thalia's tree at Camp Half-Blood. I thought I had lost my little(big) cyclops brother, Tyson, and my frenemy Clarrise to an explosion caused by Clarrise's boat. Eventually, Tyson found Polyphemus's island in the Sea of Monsters and single handedly saved all our lives, though Clarrise still couldn't accept it. ("Saved by a monster…? What the hell was going on?")

Then I thought to my third quest and frowned slightly, looking to the ground at my place in the Throne room, not listening to the booming voice of Zeus in the background of my own internal memory searching,

I remembered having to go save two unknown demigods at the time, though later we found out that they were both children of Hades. After the Hunters of Artemis had found us, I felt the guilt in letting Bianca join the hunters. Then afterwards, when we got the quest and had ventured out to save both Annabeth and Artemis, I felt the dread when I saw Annabeth hold up the sky for Luke, who had put her under there for leverage against the goddess of maidens.

I looked to Luke and Annabeth with a slight pain in my chest. It thumped happily somewhat as i saw Luke's hands in cuffs, but the small bit of happiness deflated when I watched Annabeth kiss Luke with happiness in both of their eyes. I knew then that I couldn't let my jealousy ruin their relationship and instead, I had to try my best to stay neutral to it. And I could help them. Play matchmaker with a match already. Aphrodite would be proud of me. When I looked to said Goddess I found her already grinning at me, surprisingly not seductively but more of a way of appreciation and genuine happiness. I knew then that she was proud of me for not getting in the way of a relationship that she had most likely made.

To be honest, I kinda felt bitter at the goddess. She had taken Annabeth away from me and given her to Luke. At least, that's what I was thinking until I wanted to get back on track with my ADHD mind.

I remembered the promise I made to Nico before the questers left on the quest, then I skipped past everything until the god Hephestus's scrapyard, where we lost Bianca to a raging prototype Talos. She had scrambled up the hatch beneath Talos's foot and into the main body, destroying it from the inside and making it explode, killing Hades's daughter instantly. I could only hope it wasn't too painful for my cousin.

Then was the death I think I regret not being able to save the most, aside from Bianca. It was the former Hunt's lieutenant, Zoe Nightshade, the creator of my sword Anaklusmos. She had been killed by a poisoned bite from the hundred headed dragon Ladon and by a javelin through her gut from the Titan Atlas, who now held up the sky once again. If I had continued to try and see what was wrong with her (the bite) then I would have been able to save her.

People keep saying that it wasn't my fault, but I still didn't believe them at all. If I had just kept asking or didn't let her go she still would have been alive right now.

Then there was last year and this one. The battle of the Labyrinth took people away from everyone. This one I felt guilty about but I knew I couldn't do anything about it and it wasn't my fault, though I felt like it was. We lost too many friends in the Battle of Manhattan and time before it, including Charlie Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Michael Yew, and I even grieved the death of Ethan Nakamura, who had ended up fighting back against Kronos and dying against him.

Then I heard names being called out and I looked up as I saw the Olympians calling up my first and oldest friend, Grover Underwood. I missed most of what they said to him, but I heard Zeus tell him that he was the new Lord of the Wild, and had permission straight from the Gods themselves to start bringing around nature spirits and working together to clear up the world. I grinned at my buddy as he looked like he had just found Pan alive and well and brought him back up to the world. Then he passed out and groaned about food before I laughed, walked up to the gods, and dragged Grover to a corner with a tired smile.

I could tell that both my father's and Hestia's eyes were on me, obviously gauging my mood and wishing to ask what it was about, though it seemed obvious to me that Hestia knew more than she let on. She was peaceful, warm, beautiful, and seemed like the perfect mother or family member, but she was like the other gods as well. She was cunning and sly sometimes, she didn't like all the attention on her, so once Dionysus was made an Olympian, she happily gave up her throne for him. But all I knew that if all the gods that I thought were not evil in any way shape or form, I would say it was Hestia.

Then it was Annabeth's turn to go up and I quickly stiffened up, though I tried not to show it to anyone else, both my dad and Hestia noticed. They were going to try and talk with me later. I knew it.

Annabeth walked up to the Olympians and kneeled as Zeus nodded to Athena to start talking.

"My daughter...I am proud of you. If not for you, more of Olympus would be destroyed more than what has already been. So, for the first time in history, I now name you, Annabeth Chase, The Official Architect of Olympus!" Athena ended up slightly yelling at the ending part, her grey eyes twinkling in pride and happiness.

Annabeth's mouth dropped wide open in shock and happiness as her mother gave her the gift she had been dreaming of almost her whole life. Then she let off a little shocked laughed and started spouting out things she would need to do, before thanking her mother profusely (What? I can use big words too…) and sitting down next to Luke. Again the pain in my chest shot around.

Nico was called up and Hades expressed his pride in his son before naming him the Ghost King and enhancing his powers somewhat.

Tyson was brought up as well, and Dad made him the General of the Cyclops Army down in Atlantis. I had a huge grin on my face as he cheered and asked for a peanut butter sandwich and a new stick (club), which he was happily given by our father. Soon it was my turn. Zeus turned to his brother and nodded, at which my father stood up and shouted with pride,

"Now, my son! Is there anyone who thinks he is not worthy?"

There was silence for a moment as nobody had the guts to say anything. Even Ares stood quiet and the other Olympians had varying facial expressions.

Zeus had a slight look of annoyance at the thought of his nephew getting the gift that they were going to give to me, Hera...looked like Hera. Figure out what that means. Apollo looked ecstatic and his smile shone like the sun, Artemis had a barely noticeable smile which surprised me immensely as she didn't seem to be the one to smile at a male getting anything. But I guess she still remembered me taking the sky for her. Eh, who knew? Demeter and Dionysus looked bored, though the Director of Camp Half-Blood looked...sad. For the second time I had met him. I guess he was remembering Castor who had died a year ago in the Battle of the Labyrinth.

Athena looked slightly annoyed, like she was pissed that her rival's child was uprising her own child gift. Hermes looked sad, and I figured he was staring at Luke, but when he looked at me I swear I could have seen gratefulness in the gods' eyes. I suppose he was also remembering back in time like Dionysus, but to the promise I made to him before I set out on the quest for the Golden Fleece in the Sea of Monsters.

Aphrodite looked slightly put out as she clung to the angry-looking Ares. She looked like someone was doing make-up right in front of her and she wasn't allowed to do anything to help. Hephaestus looked indifferent to the proceedings but I could tell he was keeping a close eye on the rest of us.

Finally was my Dad. His face was shining with glee and pride, and some smugness. I winked up at him and I could tell he was trying not to laugh as he sat back down to let Zeus stand up and announce my gift.

"We have all fought our hardest, and without my nephew here, we would have found it...slightly harder to-" He was cut off by my father saying "Impossible" and Zeus sighing and continuing. "Impossible to win this war. For this reason, and for all of the other things you have done for Olympus, we will give you something not given since my son, Hercules himself!" I was confused on what my gift was but both me and Artemis ground our teeth at the mention of the presumptuous son of Zeus.

"We, as the Olympian Council, have made the decision to give you the gift the gods have not given many before. The gift of immortality and becoming a God!" Zeus ground out like it hurt to say. It took me a moment to process it as Zeus continued talking. But before that I took a look at my still non-immortal friends and...Annabeth. Then I made my choice.

"Of course, becoming a god is not an easy process, and most likely the Fates would come and give you your domains as you become a god. You would become your father's right hand man and rule over the seas with him-" I interrupted and startled everyone in the room when I said simply

"No."

(Luke POV)

There was silence as Perseus Jackson, the person who I believed that should have attained this the most, declined the offer to become a God. Everyone was shocked into silence before Zeus broke it with some struggle and asked,

"What? What do you mean no? Are you declining our generous gift to you?!"

And Percy, the absolute mad-man he is, said

"Yes. Yes I am. But I do have some other wishes I want to happen. So if you can, can I ask for these?"

Zeus was barely able to answer as he nodded in shock. But Percy seemed to think for a moment before also saying

"Oh yeah, before that, do you swear on the River Styx to complete my wishes to the best of your power?" He asked the King of Gods. Said King seemed to regain himself (shame. I was hoping of a longer look at that kind of dumb face.) and shout

"What?! Do you not trust us enough to do it without the oath?"

The demigod of Poseidon shrugged and said "Well...kinda. I kinda just remembered someone that told me to always get an oath on the Styx to make sure." With that, Percy looked to the way of the God of the Underworld, who sent a sly smirk at his youngest brother.

"Well...fine. We, the Gods of Olympus swear on the RIver Styx to comply with your wishes to the best of our abilities." Percy let out a sigh of relief and looked directly at Zeus before he said,

"I want to let the peaceful titans out of their imprisonment. Like Calypso and Leto. And I also want to be there when it is done. I have...some things to take care of as well." I was shocked again. Percy had gone to Calypso's Island?! Even I didn't know that. He looked pained. Then I remembered the look of pain when Annabeth said she loved me, and the small look at said blonde girl before he had denied godhood. It took me a few seconds before I put it together and in my head I took a sharp intake of breath.

'Oh. Oh."

Percy loved Annabeth. But she chose me. Oh no.

Again, so sorry for the slow making of this chapter. I've had a lot of time to do it but I just never had the inspiration or motivation to do it. Anyways, anyone know how I get a beta reader? I have no idea how to do that. Hope you like it and I'll answer some reviews here!

aljaira: Thanks for the complement and I don't exactly know what Novel Star is! If you could get back to me on that that would be great!

MKDemiGodzilla-Warrior: I'm also curious on how this is going to end up as well! I don't have a clear path I think this would go on, so I'm just going with whatever my brain thinks is good! I am still definitely going to still do the events of the Heroes of Olympus and not much will change until after the Son of Neptune. Some character development but otherwise nothing.

Zhyden: Thanks for saying that! But no, this is my only story I've ever really written other than ones for school, and as I told another reader, I don't really know what Novel Star is! Sorry!