Disclaimer: All recognized characters and elements goes to Rick Riordan

Hi. My first PJO/HoO fanfiction.

Extended summary: Percy was made a god without his consent. Follows the Heroes of Olympus series. How would things have played out if Percy was a god? Instead of Jason and Percy being switched, it was Jason and Annabeth.

This is PercyxAnnabeth. But romance isn't the main focus though their relationship is important to the plot.

Other pairings may not follow the original book series, but most will (probably).


The last thing Percy saw before being swallowed by the blinding white light was the devastated expression on Annabeth's face.

It was probably the worst headache known to humankind… demigod kind. Or neither.

Percy sat up with a start and looked around. His hand automatically reached for Riptide, safely tucked away in the front pocket of his… toga? Do togas even have pockets?

"Percy."

He turned and met matching sea green eyes, "Dad?"

Poseidon's usual thirty year old's face looked to be that of a fifty year old's, worry lines creased his forehead. His bright eyes were shadowed with guilt and worry.

Percy's eyes widened as he glanced down at himself, "It's true…"

Poseidon nodded grimly, "I'm sorry son. I knew that you didn't want this."

"Godhood." Percy paused as he tried to take in this information, take in the fact that he was no longer a demigod, "Oh my gods. They made me into a god."

The shock faded as anger quickly replaced it.

"Why would they do that? Why?" Percy turned to his father, "How could you let them do this to me?"

Poseidon looked away, "It's an honor my son. The council had decided-"

"-They didn't even give me a choice!" Percy exclaimed, "Just, boom and I'm a freaking god! I didn't even get a choice!"

The sea god's eyes sharpened, "I love you Percy, I really do. In my four millennia you are by far the greatest of my children. But this is an honor you should not disrespect it."

Percy laughed bitterly, "I don't want this honor."

Poseidon sighed, "We were going to give you a choice Percy. But-"

"-Zeus too proud for his great gift to be rejected?" Thunder rumbled loudly and Percy turned his face up to glare at the sky… ceiling more precisely.

"Percy." Poseidon said, a slight warning in his voice.

The newly turned god sighed, "What."

"We were going to give you a choice, but the fates intervened."

"Fates? As in the three creepy old ladies with an unhealthy fascination with knitting?"

Poseidon nodded, "Yes, them." Slight amusement colored his words.

All of the fight seemed to drain out of Percy. As much as Percy wanted to hold on to his childish grudges against the Olympians, there wasn't really a point. It was no one's fault. After all, no one, not even the king of gods, could sway fate.

"Alright."

"Alright…?" Poseidon echoed.

Percy turned and smiled grimly at his father, "Well yeah Dad. They are the fates you know? Can't really argue with that. Though I'm still not happy with this."

The sea god blinked a few times in surprise, perhaps the most astonished he has been in centuries.

"So am I going to live with you at the sea palace? Be part of your army?" Percy asked.

Poseidon pulled himself together and shot his son an affectionate and proud look, "As much as I would enjoy your company, no. The fates have deemed you the god of heroes, quests, and tides."

"The god of what?" Percy asked, "I get the tides stuff, but heroes and quests? Isn't that Apollo's thing?"

"Apollo's domain is prophecy not quests. Though they do intermingle." Poseidon answered, "As for heroes. Who better than the greatest hero of all time to be the god of heroes?"

Percy nodded halfheartedly, not sure how to react to that statement.

Poseidon ignored his son's obvious discomfort and pressed on, "Of course you would still retain the powers that you had as a demigod, after all, you are still my son. Other than that, you will gain the powers that every other god has, teleportation, changing appearance, and the like."

Percy was briefly cheered at the thought of how easy it would be to get from place to place now. Goodbye subways forever!

"Even better, because you're the god of heroes and quests, you are allowed to directly interfere with the lives of demigods, especially while they are on quests."

Even Percy's ADHD (surprisingly enough, godhood hadn't gotten rid of this) could not have stopped him from focusing all of his attention on his father's words, "I can actually help demigods that are on quests?"

The sea god nodded, "Yes. The fates have agreed that you are allowed to interact directly, and more, with demigods and mortals without any consequences, unlike the rest of us."

Pause.

"You're thinking about Athena's child."

Percy shot his father a half defiant, yet half guilty look, "So?"

Poseidon sighed softly, "You may pursue a relationship with her. But keep in mind, you are a god now. You will never age and you have many responsibilities."


Logically, Annabeth knew that he wasn't the same person anymore.

But he was just so Percy.

"Wise Girl?"

Annabeth shook her head, "I-… No. I can't do this Percy."

The blonde's heart twisted painfully when her eyes met his sad ones. Still sea green. But different. More powerful. Too powerful, even for a demigod child of the Big Three.

"Annabeth, you're not just my best friend." Percy said as he took a step closer.

Annabeth reflexively took a step back, "I know Percy, and I guess I wasn't exactly subtle about how… I feel. But you're a god now."

"So? I'm still me. Too loyal, too reckless, too dumb."

"Not dumb."

"Fine. How about seaweed as brains?"

Annabeth felt a small smile twitch at the corner of her lips, but she quickly masked it. It was just too easy to fall back into mindless banter with Percy.

But Percy was gone. There's only Perseus now, the god of heroes, quests, and tides.

"Look, Annabeth." the newly made god said, "Just… give me a chance. Give us a chance."

Annabeth closed her eyes, unable to make a decision with those pleading eyes boring into her.

She wanted to say yes. By the gods, she wanted to ignore all of the consequences and just say yes. But then what? What would happen after she said yes? They'll date, she'll be sent off on quests, she'll continue on as a demigod while he'll have duties as a god. Eventually she'll go to college, hopefully work as an architect in a famous firm, and then life goes on. She'll age, and she'll die. But he wouldn't.

There was really no end to this. No matter how she flipped the situation in her mind, it all leads to the same ending: heartbreak. For both of them.

In that moment, Annabeth wondered if this was how Percy felt when he had to choose between giving and withholding the cursed blade from Luke.

She was a daughter of Athena. She was the daughter of Athena.

When in doubt, turn to logic.

Annabeth opened her eyes, decision made.


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