(3rd P. O. V.)
As the years went on Percy became distant from Olampus expect for his family. He and Hades became quite close as brothers. Through that didn't mean that he became a loner he and the dark primordials Nyx and Ebarus became quite close due to his domain of night. Hestia and their children still continued going to Olampus to fulfill their duties. Gradually his power begin to weaken . When he looked for the cause of the power depletion he found that Zeus had made the mortals forget about him to weaken his power. This enraged him and he looked for a way to Stop the depletion when Nyx and Ebarus found out about this they thought him to connect his power to the domains themselves rather than the worship of prayer. This proved useful for him he grew greatly in power. He thought the same thing to Hestia as she was also removed from the olympian council.
The only way Olympus had news about Percy came from Hestia who acted as a mediator between the house of Perseus and Olampus. Percy had also gained the friendship of Titan of moon Selena and Titan of dusk Eos . They both had unofficially adopted him as their younger brother. He had even given them honouery seats in his throne room.
As for the other olympian members he only had good contact with Hermes as he was his son . He had begun to harbour grudges with the other olympian members. He would even consider killing the half bloods who came upon his dimension had not Hestia stoped him .
His and Hestia's relationship had even progressed if that was even possible. They behaved like bunny rabbits most of the times though they decided against having any other children.
He did not have many half bloods like his brothers though he had almost negligible demigods in comparison to other gods they were great influencers in the history like Alexander, Ajax the Great, Hippolyta and Leonidas . Through Hestia got upset every time she did not blame the demigods for their existence but rather took her anger on Perseus by Forcing him to couch.
The olympian council changed history and cleared his name as their father. In return he immortalized them and made them generals of his armies .
He may not have liked the demigods of other gods but he personally trained the demigods of her daughters Hebe, Khonie and Iris. He did so because as they were the demigods of minor goddesses they were often neglected by others. So he trained them personally. The three daughters of Perseus were great full of it and often repaid it by guiding their fathers demigods . He became grandfather figure for the children of the three minor goddesses .
(3 rd P. O. W )( Gardens of hesperides )
A blond-headed man that looked to be twenty-three or twenty-four strolled through the forest at a leisurely pace. He was dressed in a regular, white Greek chiton with a bronze chest plat over it. He wore brown, leather braces on his wrists and brown, leather sandals that wrapped up his legs and stopped at his shins. One hand loosely held the end of a club while the other half of the club rested on his shoulder.
He had a cocky smile on his face as he ran his free hand through his wavy blond hair. The man's name was Heracles. Heracles was feeling pretty good that day. He had completed ten of his labors now, so all he had left was the garden of the Hesperides, which was where he was going now, and then the had to kidnap Cerberus. Heracles scoffed. As if that was going to be difficult. Heracles was the greatest demigod alive! He could do anything! With his bare hands! He was the prophecy child! Zeus even told him! What couldn't Heracles do?
What he didn't know was that Percy was also there taking a stroll in the garden the gardens of hesperides was one of his favorite places to hang out he was there after doing a lot of paperwork . Being an elder God may have its perks but it also has many down for like lots and lots of paperwork after doing a bulk load of it, he decided to take a stroll through the garden.
He stopped and decided to watch the show.
Heracles smiled. "Why do you wish to help me, pretty one?"
The girl blushed crimson. "Because I do not wish to see you die."
"Well how can you help me?" Heracles asked, giving her a cocky smile.
The girl reached into her hair and grabbed a hairpin. She pulled it out and handed it to Heracles. "How will this help me, beautiful?"
The girl gave a shy smile as her cheeks turned red again at the compliment. "It will turn into a sword when you need it most."
Heracles smiled and began to walk, but the girl grabbed his arm. "Can you . . . take me with you when you leave? When my sisters find out I helped you, I will be out casted and my immortality will go away. Will you please take me with you?"
Heracles flashed a flirtatious smile. "I will always help a beautiful maiden."
Percy watched in boredom as Heracles used the pretty Hesperid's weapon against Ladon. They fought for two hours until Ladon lay on the ground, incapacitated. Heracles plucked an apple form the tree that Ladon was guarding and walked past right past the girl, without saying anything.
The smile on the girl's face faded. "Aren't you taking me?"
Heracles scoffed. "As if. You would just slow me down."
Heracles kept walking as the girl began to cry. She jumped forward and latched onto his arm, trying to stop him. "B-But you c-can't leave me here! I-I have b-betrayed my home! I-I'll have n-nowhere to go!"
Heracles sighed and pushed her off. "I have no use for you, girl."
To say Percy was pissed was an understatement of an understatement. Who punches women? Especially the one who help you? Percy wanted to intervene so badly, but Fates told him not to unless it was an extreme case. This was bad, but it wasn't extreme yet. Then, Heracles's eyes filled with lust as he straddled the girl.
"Actually, I think I do have a use for you." Heracles said, smiling cruelly.
He pulled at her chiton, and as the first seam tore, a black blur slammed into Heracles at such a speed that Heracles flew twenty yards back and into a tree.
Heracles stirred, sat up, and gazed up to see a boy covered in black armor. Before Heracles could do anything, Percy rammed his fist into Heracles's nose, breaking it painfully. Heracles yelped and grabbed his club that was on the ground and swung it at Percy. Percy dodged and punched Heracles in the jaw, sending him staggering back a few steps.
"Who dares attack a son of Zeus?" Heracles demanded.
"A real man, you prick." Percy replied before drawing his sword.
Heracles roared in anger and flung a massive lightning bolt at Percy. Percy sidestepped and charged Heracles. Heracles swung his club horizontally, but Percy ducked and slammed the hilt of his sword into Heracles's gut.
Thunder rumbled dangerously in the sky, as if it was warning Percy. Zeus was probably pissed that Percy was beating the Hades out of his favorite son. Percy figured they were watching the fight from Olympus.
Heracles took a step back and flung a lightning bolt into Percy's chest sending him skidding backwards and stopped next to the girl, who was still lying on the ground, crying. Percy hopped up and his eyes caught sight of a pond nearby. Percy smirked as he sheathed his sword.
"You surrender? Smart choice, mortal!" Heracles roared.
The girl looked up at her savior, who now had no weapon. "W-What are y-you doing? D-Don't give up, p-please! He's g-going to r-rape me!"
Percy just smiled warmly at her. "Don't worry. I won't let him touch you."
Heracles yelled and charged, his club high above his head
Percy reared back and punched him repeatedly across the face, until his face was bloody and bruised.
"That girl was kind to you and you decided to leave her, punch her, and then try to rape her? What is your problem?" Percy asked incredulously, his voice laced with disgust.
Heracles opened his mouth, probably to justify his actions, but Percy rammed his left fist into Heracles's teeth, causing him to yell in pain. Percy then looked at the sky, knowing that the gods were probably watching.
"Have fun with you asshole—I mean son, Zeus!" Percy shouted as he manipulated the water again. It formed into a watery arm, and began to copy the moves of Percy's right arm. He squeezed his fist, making the water tightened around Heracles. He then leaned back and his arm went through a throwing motion. The watery hand reared back and flung Heracles straight up into the air, towards the clouds. Percy knew that Zeus would catch him, so he didn't worry about Heracles coming back down.
Percy then turned to the dark-haired beauty, who was still lying on the ground, clutching her injured cheek and staring at him warily. Percy walked up to her and bent down so he was crouching. The girl instinctively crawled backwards, trying to get away form him.
"Whoa, whoa! I'm not going to hurt you, I swear it on the Styx." Percy said.
Thunder rumbled in the sky, confirming the pledge. The girl still looked skeptical, so Percy drew his sword. She jumped and tried to run, but Percy flipped it around held the blade part, offering the girl the hilt. The girl frowned.
"If I do something you don't like, stab me with my sword." Percy explained.
The girl slowly took the blade and set it down next to her. Tears began to leak out of her eyes again and her body shuddered ever so slightly with tears. Percy moved forward and gently pulled the girl into a hug. She didn't even resist. She buried her face into Percy's neck wrapped her arms around his neck. He felt his neck began to feel wet as he muttered soothing words into the girl's ear.
"Ssssh . . . it's okay. Heracles is gone now. I'm here. What's your name?" Percy whispered.
The girl sniffled, and nuzzled her face deeper into his neck, which sent pleasant shivers down Percy's spine.
"Zoë. Zoë Nightshade. I was a Hesperid until . . . well, you know." She explained, her voice a little muffled.
"Okay, Zoë. I'm Perseus, but you can call me Percy." Percy replied softly.
She sniffled again and Percy rubbed her back. Then he gently pushed her back and handed her a square of Ambrosia from his pocket.
"Eat a small bite." Percy ordered.
Zoë obeyed, and the bruise slowly faded. "Thank you, Percy."
Percy helped her onto her feet, where she looked frightened again. "What do I do? I have nowhere to go!"
"But . . . I know someone who can take you in. Someone who can give you immortality and a family." Percy said.
Zoë's eyes lit up. "Family?"
"Have you heard of the Hunters of Artemis?" Percy asked.
Zoë frowned, and then slowly nodded. "The virgin maidens that follow Artemis? Percy nodded. "Yeah. She takes virgin girls into her hunt, where she will teach you to fight and survive."
Zoë's smile faded and looked at me timidly. "Will I ever see you again if I go?"
"I don't know. Hopefully. I'll talk to Artemis." Percy responded.
"Thank you for saving me, Percy. I . . . I hope we meet again." Zoë told him, her volcanic eyes boring into his own sea green ones.
"Me too." Percy responded.
Percy prayed to Artemis, and sure enough, she appeared in a flash of silver. She was in her twelve-year-old form, with her auburn hair pulled into a ponytail, and her silver eyes shining with grudging respect.
Percy told Artemis. "Artemis. Take care of Zoë for me."
Artemis nodded and stretched her hand out to Zoë. Zoë grabbed it and smiled one last time at Percy before the goddess of the hunt and her new member flashed out of the forest. Percy sighed. Time to go deal with Zeus.