Athena

The silence was deafening as we watched the boy writhe on the ground. His skin, which was normally a dark tan, was beet red. The Moirai stood facing him, their hands still outstretched and their faces contorted.

Even those of us who didn't vote watched in awe and uncertainty. It is rare for the Olympians to be visited by the Fates, let alone showing up to directly create an Olympian.

In my years of being alive I had never seen anything like it, and from the looks on my fellow Olympians faces' I'd bet no one had.

Minutes passed and not a single word was said, and my thoughts began to linger, thinking about the past. I was still holding on to the resentment against Percy for losing my daughter and it was looking like I'd have to put up with this moron for eternity. Deep down I knew Perseus wasn't at fault, and the irrationality of it all gave my head an ache, but I couldn't let it go.

I pondered on this for a minute, before it clicked.

He never swore by the ancient laws, yet here he was on his way to becoming a full fledged Olympian.

I looked to father to see if he had any inkling as to what I was thinking, but all I was met with was a defeated face that couldn't turn away from the center of the room. It was obvious that he was frustrated by the turn of events, but resigned to pouting, powerless over the situation.

Hopefully I'm wrong for father's blood pressure's sake.

I swiveled my gaze across the Olympians once again to find that most were still honed in, although Demeter had resorted to trimming the plants on her throne. My gaze was sucked in by the unusual form that my had sister had taken.

She was normally in her younger form to match her hunters but today she looked to be in her early twenties, which wasn't all that weird considering she wasn't around her hunters. But what was weird, was her usual annoyed look and relaxed posture. It was missing and instead replaced with her leaning on her knees and holding her hands on the side of her head and her eyes. They seemed to have an unusual glint to them and where they normally showed a callous was a look full of emotion.

She stared more intently than any of the other gods and I started to feel really bad for my father's therapist.

This is a can best left unopened, I thought, at least for the time being.

Artemis

The longer I stared, the more certain I was that there was something else going on, and Percy's body was still convulsing on the ground, but his face was one of concentration.

I fully expected cries of outrage and joy from myself and the others, but instead it was a shocked silence. No one knew what to think.

Percy was now the God of Heroes and Loyalty, as well as Justiciar of Olympus.

Poseidon was obviously ecstatic, so much so that the mention of Pontus seemed to have gone in one ear and out the other at least for the moment.

My father didn't even seem to register the "Justiciar of Olympus" part, which seemed like it would tickle him in the wrong way. He was obviously annoyed with the outcome of things but he obviously knew there was nothing he could do to change it.

I couldn't shape the feeling that something was wrong.

Why would Percy call the council for this without telling me? Was he mad about our fight and pulling away from me? No, he understands why I felt that way...I hope. Maybe it was just the liquor, I told myself.

I started to overanalyze and nearly burst into tears on the spot. I got shaky at the thought of Percy coming back to reality and deciding he doesn't need me now that he's a God.

He could have anything he wanted, and I doubt there was anyone in the room who could stop him. So why would he want to be with me?

I did my best, to hold off my questions, internally begging the fates to let me be wrong.

Give me a chance, I pleaded.

Some of the Gods had started talking amongst themselves, while the ones who voted for Percy still sat there wordlessly.

It had been close to an hour at this point and the three old ladies were drenched in sweat as well as Percy.

Suddenly the Moirai retracted their hands and disappeared without a word and instantly Percy collapsed all the way, dropping his face all the way onto the floor and smashing his nose against the marble. He raggedly fell to his side and I instinctively stood up, along with Poseidon, Apollo, Hestia, and Aphrodite, who was quick to sit back down after seeing my glare.

Where the crimson blood should have been on Percy's face was instead golden ichor.

The blood of a God.

I wanted so badly to run to him, but now wasn't the time to make myself look a fool.

Poseidon on the other hand, clearly did not care, as he started moving towards his limp son.

Without a sound a familiar looking man in rubber waders appeared next to Percy, swooping his head up in his arms and sat it in his lap.

"Who are you? Get away from MY SON!"

Poseidon lunged forward in a sprint to meet the newcomer who was so freely touching his son.

The man didn't even react to the angry sea god, instead brushing Percy's hair off his face.

Poseidon was almost in reach of his son when the man looked up and spewed water into the air, which had a mind of it's own, walling the two men in the center from the rest.

Poseidon smacked straight into the wall of water, and his eyes flared green as he reached out to the water, not accepting defeat.

The result of this was Poseidon standing just outside the barrier, grunting and moaning as he tried to will the water aside. If it wasn't so intense it would've been comical.

Zeus, seeing his brother fail, stepped up out of his throne, his master bolt in hand.

"Stand aside brother," he warned.

He centered the rod at the barrier as the electricity started to build, headed to the point.

"Wait!" I screamed, "You could hurt him!"

Too late.

Zeus fired the bolt, but before it could obliterate the shield of water Pontus flicked his glowing green eyes to the side as the seemingly solid water wall blew out to each side, absorbing the huge electric charge, soaking all the Olympians besides myself and Percy.

Thank Gods, I thought, happy to stay dry.

No problem dear, a voice replied in my head with a gravelly chuckle.

"Get away from...my...son..," Poseidon said through clenched teeth, "I will not let you take him."

"Who said anything about taking him?" Came an ancient voice, echoing around the chamber.

Pontus picked up Percy's head and scooted out from under it before laying it back down on a cushion made out of crystal blue water.

Pontus stood up, eliciting a reaction from most of the council, who all started to stand gripping their weapons.

Myself and Demeter were the only ones who remained in our thrones, even Hestia looking ready to unleash Tartarus.

I smirked to myself, ready for the show.

Pontus laid hands out as his side, the water congealing around them before he slammed his fists close. The water reacted by shaping itself into a gigantic silhouette of a man. A couple of the Olympians got the message and took a step back, while the others got the message wrong and started to square up to the primordial.

The watery silhouette lost it's transparency and took on a skin tone and texture, before completing transforming into a thirty foot tall man with a large beard, encrusted with barnacles. He had two crab claws for horns and a grin was half hidden under the unkempt facial hair.

Leaving no doubt to the other Olympians who they were dealing with.

"If you wish to fight, you will have your wish," the man said in almost a whisper, that still boomed throughout the room, "That is not what I nor Percy wish, but I will defend myself."

He looked throughout the crowd and met eyes with Poseidon, "You think bad of me? Jealous maybe, but I can assure you, that I am not 'stealing' your son. He is my Champion, but he is still your son."

"You! You're the reason he didn't come back to us for so long!"

"I took in your son as a broken man, and did my best to rebuild him," he reasoned, "Young Perseus here has been my only friend in the last thousand years.

Poseidon stared angrily at the primordial god, sizing up his target.

"Now if none of you are going to attack me, then I suggest we move Percy somewhere that he can get some rest," he suggested, a little less than commanded.

I heard something hit the floor and I looked over to see Apollo with his hands up, slowly approaching Percy, leaving his bow behind himself on the floor.

He crouched down beside his fellow Olympian and looked up at Pontus, "May I?"

Pontus nodded, with a warm smile.

Apollo gently picked up his newly immortal friend warmly and flashed out of the room.

"So are we done here," a yawning Dionysus asked.

"Absolutely not, we need to know what the Fates meant..." our father answered tiredly.

Poseidon was still locked in on the older sea god, "What do you know about all of this?"

Pontus shrugged, "Er..me and Ananke haven't been the greatest of pals for the passed few millennia."

The council stared at him incredulously, feeling like children compared to the primordial.

"Although I have a good feeling your folks' new member has been told everything he needs to know by the Moirai themselves," he added dissolving with the wind.

"So what?" Poseidon asked, still looking amped up.

My father looked like he could use some godly ibuprofen about right now, "I guess all we can do is wait for Perseus to finish resting, in the meantime I'm going to watch Days of Our Lives reruns," he mumbled flashing out of the throne room without the normal theatrics.

The other Olympians had all went about their own ways until my father inevitability summoned the council again. All that was left was myself, Athena, and Hestia.

Hestia was tending the hearth, as usual, while myself and Athena were still stuck to our thrones.

I'd sat there, my head still in my hands, replaying everything that had happened on repeat. Athena seemed to be more intent on watching me than worrying about Percy. I tried to ignore her steely gaze, staring at the marbles.

"Sister," she spoke up, "Is everything thing alright?"

I tiredly looked up at her, "Of course," I replied nonchalantly.

She stood up out of her throne and started heading my way, "I only ask because you definitely don't look alright."

I straightened in my throne and stared at her.

"Plus I'm curious as to when you're gonna tell father of you breaking chastity," she said in a hushed tone as she got close.

I tried to remain looking casual, "What?"

I did a quick show of checking my fingernails.

"Oh sister, please I saw you," she said with an out of character snort, "I'm surprised I was the only one."

"You saw me what? Sitting here," I said with a tinge of my annoyance leaking through, "And I have never been with a male."

She gave a knowing smirk, "You're not fooling me, and just because you've never had sex doesn't mean you haven't broken your vow."

I stared back at her trying to gauge how much she knew.

"If father wasn't already driven mad by what happened tonight, then he sure will be when he finds this out," she said with a warm smile.

I tried one last ditch effort, "Sister, there is nothing to tell."

She titled her head towards me with a raised bro, "Really? Well, okay. Just know I'm in your corner, at the least it guarantees that he'll stay away from my children."

Wow, I thought.

I stood up to be on Athena's level, "You really think that low of him? We all know how much he c-cared for her. She would've died countless times without him and still you blame him for her death, all because of who his father is."

"It has nothing to do with his father," she spat back, "It has everything to do with the fact that he floats through life on the back of dumb luck and recklessness."

"You're supposed be smarter than that Athena," Hestia said with her back still turned to us.

Athena turned her gaze to Hestia's back, dropping her pretentious act, "What do you know about being smart? You make recipes and play with fire all day and night."

Hestia turned around, "That should tell you something, even 'dumb ol' Hestia' knows you're acting like a fool."

Athena turned towards me, clenching her teeth, "You're lucky," she semi threatened before flashing away.

Hestia sat staring at me with same ever present smile, that eased my stress. She patted the bench next to her and turned back around.

It's nearly impossible to say no to Goddess of the Hearth, so I obliged and sat down.

I stared into the fire, soaking in it's warmth. It made me want to run through Olympus to Apollo's and curl up in Perseus's arms, but I knew I couldn't do that.

"You don't have to worry about me Artemis, I've always had a knack for Percy and I want to see him happy," she said before nudging me, "and you. I'm not gonna pretend to understand, but the heart wants what the heart wants."

Feeling thankful, I turned away from the fire, all my worries washing away, "Thank you Hestia," I said reaching my arms out and wrapping her in a hug.

We sat there staring into the hearth, taking in it's worth, listening to the cackling of the fire reverberate off the marble of the throne room.

We hadn't talked much, we'd just been enjoying each other's company. It felt nice being around Hestia, she was one of the few Gods that's kindness doesn't feel like a scheme. She genuinely for me and I think most of all, Percy.

It wasn't in a way that made me uncomfortable, it was comforting to know that she'd always be in his corner. In our corner.

I hadn't taken the time to relax by the hearth in some time and hadn't realized how high strung I am. I felt completely unwound and I could understand why Hestia always seemed so relaxed all the time.

We both turned to look at the throne room doors as they were thrown open by Hermes and Hephaestus.

"Gods, how much rest does the kid need?" Hermes asked, clearly having gone back to the bar.

"The lad just had an hour long apotheosis, I'd expect him to be out for a minute."

I stood up, "So you two haven't heard anything?"

"Nah, we figured it wouldn't be too long before father called us back, so went back to the bar," Hephaestus explained.

Hermes went to talk before he hiccuped, "I was going back regardless," he finished with another hiccup.

I laughed, "Sounds about right."

They both laughed,"Well what are you still doing here?" Hephaestus asked with a smirk.

I gave him my best 'Don't push it' look, "Same as you, waiting on the council."

"Hmm sure, well we're probably gonna head back to the bar, wanna come?"

I looked back at Hestia to see her absorbed in her task of tending the fire and shrugged, "I don't see why not."

Percy

"Dude come on, I'm fine, just let me go."

"You need to rest Perce."

"No, I have stuff I need to do," I said getting annoyed.

"Yes, you have to get rest, god or not, that process is rough on you," Apollo said, not giving up.

"I've been resting for hours! I just want to get all of this done and over with so I can actually get some good rest."

Apollo shrugged, clearly not listening.

I sighed and laid back on the cot. I could the difference, the power coursing through me. I looked over at Apollo.

I'm a god, I don't have to take this shit, I thought as I rolled my head back and pouted, You're lucky I haven't learned how to flash yet.

I chose to save conserve my whining for the time being and actually try to fall back asleep. I folded my pillow in half, turning on my side. As soon as I closed my eyes I heard voices coming down the hall. I couldn't hear what they were saying till there was loud banging at the door.

"Helllooooo."

"You alive in there?"

Apollo sighed, setting his clipboard on the counter, and scooting his chair across the room to the door, opening it.

Hermes poked his head and grinned at me, "How we feelin' sweetheart?"

"Like I'm ready to get out of here," I said, rolling my eyes at Apollo.

"Oh yeah we've all been there, visiting Dr. Apollo is always a last resort for me," He added jokingly.

"I'll remember that," Apollo muttered.

Hermes opened the door the rest of the way, to reveal Hephaestus and Artemis.

Artemis's eyes immediately locked onto mine, and I couldn't help the smile breaking out across my face, and neither could she.

"You ready to go face the music?" She asked with a grin.

Apollo jumped out of his chair, "No, he's ready when I say he's ready!"

"Do you not think he knows when he's ready?" Hermes asked.

Apollo threw his hands up, "Whatever then, do whatever you want," he turned and pointed to me, "Come on get up, lets go, next time someone is turned into a god, don't look at me, cause I'm not helping ANYMORE!"

The three of the newcomers all started cracking up at how serious Apollo was as I jumped out of bed.

Artemis reached out and grabbed Apollo's shoulder, "Come on brother, lets go summon the council."

I stood in front of the King of Gods, once again. He motioned tiredly towards Poseidon were I noticed an empty space next to my father.

"Normally we'd have Hephaestus commission you a throne, but it seems he wanted to celebrate," he said with a glance at the blacksmith god.

"Sorry lad," Hephaestus groaned, sounding sick.

Zeus switched his gaze back to me, "We'll of course get to work on you palace whenever you're ready, you'll need to get an official dress for the upcoming solstice, and of course we'll have to have a celebration."

I nodded, "Of course, but uh I have a few things I need to work on," I mumbled,"Could we just skip the palace and the celebration for now?"

"Why would we do that?" Zeus asked sounding angry, "Every Olympian has a palace, and we always celebrate a new god or goddess!"

"If he doesn't want to celebrate or a palace that's not a crime," my dad interjected, earning an annoyed look.

"Fine," the King said gruffly," Now let's talk about what the Fates meant."

All of the Gods leaned forward in their thrones, obviously having been waiting for this.

I internally groaned and prepared myself for the drama, "My major domain are heroes and as a minor domain I have loyalty," I said with a shrug.

Zeus motioned with his hand to continue,"And what about the Justiciar of Olympus?"

I squirmed feeling the pressure, "I'm supposed to enforce the rules of heroes and gods alike. And the Moonglades are supposed to be like a-uh a-army that I'm supposed to build up to, uh.." I trailed off not sure how to present this without setting the Gods off.

"Tell us Percy," my father said warmly.

I looked back to Zeus and sighed, "The Fates want me to keep a group, similar to the Hunt, to protect heroes and police the greek world," I said,"They, as well as myself, don't follow the ancient law-"

"WHAT?! How can you not follow the ancient laws?" Zeus screamed, shaking the building.

"I wasn't made to swear by them, and if I have godly children, they won't have to either..."

To my right Athena spoke up, "So let me this right, you don't have to follow the ancient laws, but are responsible for enforcing them as well as keeping a standing army?"

"...Yes...," I agreed.

She nodded and kept going, "You can protect heroes and even accompany them on quests?"

"Yes, the Fates said it was time for a change. A time of peace. Time to rebuild," I explained.

Most of the Olympians nodded their heads, agreeing with the Moirai.

Zeus cleared his throat, "So you're judge, jury, and executioner? Even with the Gods," he said, leaning in angrily with squinted eyes.

Athena spoke back up,"How do we know you'll be fair?"

"We don't," said Hestia, "But if anybody were to have the job, I'm glad it's Perseus and I have faith in his ability to the do the job well."

There was murmuring amongst them, some agreeing, others disagreeing.

"Let's put it to a vote," Athena suggested.

Zeus shook his head, "My daughter, it's too late for that now. What's done is done," he said with a vein threatening to pop out of his forehead.

We bickered back and forth for hours discussing everything, much to which my answer to their questions was a simple, "I don't know yet."

Eventually Zeus was satiated and called the meeting to a close.

About half the Gods immediately flashed out, while all the others grouped around me and congratulated me.

Hephaestus and Hermes were both hammered and both went and crashed at Hermes palace.

Apollo asked me to go back to the bar with him, but I was worn out and ready to relax.

Soon it was just me and Artemis, with Hestia still tending the hearth.

Artemis lunged forward and wrapped herself around me, which surprised me with Hestia sitting there.

I looked over and met eyes with the other goddess and she gave me a wink before disappearing in a column of flame.

Artemis wrapped her hand around the back of my head, "I love you...and I'm so sorry for lashing for out at you. I don't ever want to lose you," she said with her eyes closed.

"I love you, Arty, and it's okay, I forgive you," I whispered to her, brushing a stray strand of hair over her ear.

I leaned in and gave her a kiss and tasted the alcohol and laughed, "How did they convince you to go drinking with them?"

She pushed on my chest jokingly, "I like to have fun too," she said with a wink.

"Oh?" I said sarcastically with a raised eyebrow and a grin.

"Yes, stupid," she said rolling her eyes and looking at me flirtatiously, "You ready to get some rest?"

She flashed us into her palace, "I'll teach you how to flash tomorrow, cause I'm done chauffeuring you around," she said with a laugh.

She turned around to walk down the hall and I grabbed her from behind wrapping myself around her, "So you're not mad at me?"

She turned and looked at me on her shoulder,"No..why would I be?"

I hesitated, "Well..because..you know I went and got turned into a god without you," I finished with a small laugh.

She snorted and squeezed my arms that were folded across her tight stomach, "Trust me, I'm not mad at all."

I squeezed her tighter to me and planted a soft kiss on her neck, below her ear before letting her go.

She looked back me promiscuously, "My bedroom is at the end of the hall, I'm gonna go change into my pjs."

I followed behind her until she turned into another room and shut the door and I continued down the hall until I ended up in a bare room. The only things in the room was a large bed with silk sheets and a large TV mounted to the wall in front of it.

I stripped down to my boxers and laid on the bed, waiting for my girlfriend to come to bed. I flipped the TV and flipped to the discovery channel and started watching Gold Rush.

Soon I heard a door open and then close, then Artemis stepped into the room shyly, dressed in only a bra and panties.

"Uh..I left all my pajamas at camp...is it okay-"

I sat up and scooted to the edge of the bed, "It's fine," I said motioning for her to come over.

She came and stood between my legs, wrapping my head in her hands against her stomach with my hands resting on her ass.

I rolled back onto the bed, pulling her with me. She laid on top of me, us looking in each other's eyes. We started slowly kissing, feeling each other up.

The kissing got more intense and I was throbbing. My bulge pressed up against her clothed groin.

She started to grind against it, rubbing my head against her clit eliciting moans in between kisses. I reached around her bad and undid the strap on the white lace bra and pulled it up over her arms.

I sat her up so I could reach her breasts, kissing and sucking the soft skin, before I moved onto her nipples.

Her hand had moved into my shorts, grasping my length and holding it tight to her pussy as she slowly grinded back and forth, soaking both of underwear.

I rolled to the side, dropping her down softly. I stood on my knees, pulling her panties off. I crouched down and gave her pussy a lick, curling her toes and moaning.

"Oh Percy, fuck- Ohh!"

I moved to sucking on her clit, lapping at it with my tongue, occasionally kissing her thighs while I massaged her pussy with a couple fingers.

The moaning got more and more intense until she had her legs wrapped around my head, not letting my leave her pussy. I kept going faster and she started screaming as her stomach began to convulse and her legs were shaking.

Her legs slipped from my neck and and I crawled up onto, kissing her neck, while she squirmed, still cumming.

I stopped to let her catch her breath, as we looked into each other's eyes.

"Gods I love you," she said reaching down and yanking on my underwear, threatening to tear them.

I sat up and helped her pull my boxers down, "Love you, my moon."

I grabbed my cock and scooted up on her chest, to be which she grabbed onto it with one hand and grabbed my balls in the other before started to lick at my head, keeping her eyes locked on to mine.

She started to experiment, sucking and licking the head, threatening to make me bust. I pushed more into her mouth which she enthusiastically took. She came off it and started to suck and kiss my balls, while stroking me with her free hands. She came up again and wiped her mouth with her hand, showing off her beautiful smile.

I wiped a couple stray hairs back before I slipped my head back into her mouth and she sat up trying to take more and I obliged. I scooted forward more, letting her take my whole length, which she gagged on. She came up, but before she came off she slammed back down and kept going, my cock going in and out of her throat.

"Ah..I-I'm cummmingg!"

I started to pull out but she wrapped an arm around me and kept sucking on my head and stroking me with her free hand until I busted in her mouth. She moaned as my load filled her mouth as she kept milking me.

I pulled out and stared down at her as she tasted my cum before swallowing it,"...It's...salty," she said with a giddy giggle.

She put her hands on my chest, "I love fucking your throat," I moaned as I kept stroking myself, fluffing myself back up.

"Now it's time to fuck me for real," she said with pouty eyes and rubbing herself.

"You sure," I asked, being polite.

She just rolled her eyes and took my cock in her mouth one more time before laying back and spreading her legs.

I rubbed my tip up and her down her sopping pussy, teasing her.

"...put it in...," she moaned, while rubbing her nipples.

I let my tip slip into her, only to hit her hymen and she winced.

"This is gonna hurt," I warned her.

She nodded and thrust her hips into me and I thrust down, feeling her hymen pop and my length sliding all the way into her.

"Gods!" She screamed as I started to thrust slowly in and out her.

She had her eyes squeezed shut and her hair was over her face as she moaned my name.

I lifted her legs up and together over my shoulder before I started to hit it faster, bringing Artemis to screams with tears in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, oh Percy, keep fucking my pussy," she screamed.

I felt myself getting close to cumming as she started gasping for air and shaking. I felt pressure building up against my cock and I pulled out as she started squirting all over me, with me still rubbing her wet clit.

I laid down next to her as she finished orgasming and pulled her leg over my side and started kissing her. She rolled us both over to sit on top of me. She slipped her legs under my knees and grabbed my cock and grinding on it before slipping it inside of her.

She dropped her hands down to my chest as I thrust into her, making her take my full length.

I propped her up and reach around her ass, holding her up as I repeatedly slammed in and out her, bringing her screams louder and louder.

I slowed down to take a breath when she grabbed my arms by the wrist and brought my hands to her breasts and she tucked her legs farther under mine. She started to slowly grind her hips as she went up and down my rock hard cock.

She leaned down and cupped my face in her hands,"Cum in me...I want your cum soo bad," she begged sounding close to tears.

I looked at her questioning and she nodded reassuringly to which I nodded back, more than happy to bust a load in my beautiful girlfriend.

She sat back up and bit her lip as she used her legs stuck under mine to slam her cunt down at cock.

I felt myself getting close and tried to hold on as she started to get louder.

She kept slamming down, getting erratic as I let myself fill her up her sopping cunt as she fell forward onto me convulsing as she squirted on me with my cock still inside her.

We laid there rubbing and holding each other, looking into each other's eyes as we went to sleep.

"I should've made you accept their offer the first," she whispered jokingly in my ear.

I let out a small laugh, agreeing with her, "Love you," I whispered to her as I drifted off asleep.