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So before I start this chapter I'll answer a few questions that were in the reviews.

So about the demigod powers/apperences yes they still have their powers. Their apperences are also the same besides Thalia not having any electric blue hair, and Luke doesn't have a scar anymore cuz reborn. And for how powerful their powers are... that will he seen.

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Chapter Three

Percy

The Great Hall was buzzing with excitement as men and women ate, drank, and cheered for no apparent reason. Percy however was not eating or cheering, he simply was sitting at the table with the rest of his family sipping on his wine while he watched his father disgrace their mother by kissing a random women. Lord Stark had accepted the Kings proposal at becoming hand, yet Lord Stark himself was away from the feast talking to a man.

"He's such a pig," Thalia whispered to Percy, silent enough so their younger siblings couldn't hear knowing Joffery would tattle if he heard anything.

"No different from your past father," Percy murmered taking another long drink from his glass.

"Yeah but at least Zeus didn't do it right in front of Hera," Thalia shot back, Percy could only nod in agreement before he noticed Sansa talking to the Queen. It was short, and Percy could tell his mother was throwing a fake smile on her face, playing her role as she always did. Knowing that they had to be kind to Sansa, as Percy already would be, Percy turned to his younger siblings clearing his throat so they knew he was going to talk to them.

"You see that Stark girl?" Percy asked nodding towards Sansa resulting in his younger siblings to nod, "You will treat her with nothing but kindness, respect, and will do nothing to hurt her honor you understand?"

"Yes Perseus," Tommen and Mrycella exclaimed in unison.

"She's going to be family once she's of age, and we will treat her as such," Percy went on his eyes trained on Joffery, "Do you understand?"

Tommen and Mrycella repeated themselves but Joffery remained silent as he drank his wine.

"Do. You. Understand. Joffery?" Percy stated his voice growing more serious any kindness in his voice gone as he he awaited his younger brothers answer.

"Yeah, okay," Joffery said in annoyed tone as he lifted his glass up to drink again before Percy reached out and ripped the wine glass from his hand before slamming it down on the table.

"You do anything to dishonor that girl, I will send you to the Nights Watch to live the rest of your days freezing your ass of do you understand me Joffery?" Percy growled out, "It's time for you to grow up you'll be married this time next year, and I will not have you disgrace her just like our father is doing right now. And if I have to ask you one more time I will drag you out of this hall and lock you in your chambers for the rest of the night."

"I- I- I understand brother," Joffery stuttered out.

"Good," Percy said smiling before pouring the rest of Joffery's wine in his own, "You've had to much of this already."

"That's not fair!" Joffery sputtered out, "You're not father!"

"Considering he's not very interested in being our father somebody has to step into that role now dont they?" Percy sharply responded, "Now I'm going to go mingle, please do try not to piss your sister off."

"You're leaving me here with them?" Thalia groaned in a joking voice as she stuck her toungue out at Mrycella who giggled in a response.

"Don't worry I'm sure Robb will be here any moment to take you away, and besides you should enjoy your time with our lovely siblings before you're stuck here," Percy noted, "But If they annoy you, just zap em." Percy watched Jofferys eyes widen in fear as he glanced over to his older sister who raised a now sparking finger at him.

Percy patted Jofferys back before rising from the table and walking around the dining hall. Percy really did not want to do this, however his mother wanted him to have the Northern people respect him in some way, and Percy figured it would be his best way to sneak out and to get lost in the crowd. He talked to a low ranking Northen Lord and some drunken fools before Arya Stark tugged on his cloak.

"Are you really blessed by the gods?" She asked wide eyed at Percy who smiled down at her, "I hear you have powers! Can you show me!?" Noticing the girl had a glass of water in her hands Percy kneeled down next to her before raising his index finger at her glass. She watched wide eyed as the water began to rise out of the glass before separating into different figures. A direwolf, a lion, a stag, and a trident. They floated around in the air for a few moments before Percy merged them back together and let the water dance up Arya's arm, and around her fingertips before dropping it back down into the cup.

"Woah," Arya exclaimed, "What else can you do?"

"Well, I would love to show you my lady, but it would be to dangerous," Percy informed her smiling, "Maybe while you're in Kings Landing I'll let you watch me part the sea?" Arya nodded her head eagerly and Percy smirked before wishing her a good night. After a few more pointless talks Percy had finished his wine glass, and finally escaped the Great Hall, and found himself wandering out to the fighting pits once more hoping to find Jon Snow.

Thalia sat at her siblings table drinking maybe a tad to much, however with the circumstances she believed she deserved the extra alcohol even if it was doing nothing then giving her a slight buzz. Her youngest siblings had already gone off to bed, while Joffery had decided he ought to at least talk to his bride to be after some persuasion from Thalia.

"My Lady," a voice from above her greeted, Thalia looked up to see the dark auburn curly haired Stark boy, "Do you mind if I join you?" Thalia motioned for the seat across from her and Robb sat down with a small smile. The eldest Stark seemed nervous as he bit his lip, took a long drink from his cup before letting out a sigh.

"I want you to know, that no matter what your choice... or the gods choice, that in your time in Winterfell I will do my best to make this place feel like home to you. Even if it is just temporary," Robb informed her, "And I hope we can get to know one another, and even if the gods decide we're not meant to be wed make a lasting friendship."

"You've talked to my brother then?" Thalia asked raising an eyebrow before taking another drink from her cup.

"Yes."

"I've talked to him as well," Thalia stated, "A very well put together lecture about friendship and peace throughout the realms. Finding someone truly good for you, finding actually love."

"Some learn to love one another, as my parents do," Robb said with a small smile, "Whether it be through growth, children, or finding common interest. Opening up to one another to give the chance to learn about one another."

"My parents hate each other," Thalia retorted dryly continuing to drink. The small smile fell off of Robb's face and he too reached for his glass, seeming to lose his confidence by the second.

"But," Thalia stated honestly, "I do enjoy the peacefulness of the North. The city it much to loud and crowded for my liking, and the air smells so much nicer here... no wonder my brother spends all his time by the sea."

"So you like Winterfell then?" Robb asked his smile returning.

"It's beginning to grow on me," Thalia remarked with a teasing smile, "Only time will tell."

Percy found Jon Snow hacking away at a dummy near the fighting pits, he seemed frustrated however his uncle Tyrion had just been talking to him which could mean Jon was either confused or feeling dumb by what Tyrion had to say. Though a dwarf and mainly hated by most of the Lannister's, besides Jamie and Luke, Tyrion perhaps was the smartest out of them. If only he had been born full sized he could have been a general, and the heir to the Lannister house. Instead Tyrion was cast out, only being really tolerated by most his family however he was always a great uncle. He had helped Percy learn the way of people, and the crowned Prince had half a mind to make

him his hand when he became King just because Tyrion was the smartest man he knew.

"Don't mind my uncle," Percy stated causing Jon to stop hitting away at his dummy, "He only means to help."

"I've been wondering all night, why does the crowned prince want to spar with a bastard?" Jon asked ignoring Percy's statement.

"It's not to embarrass you," Percy mumbled as he leaned on the fence in front of Jon, "I myself don't like the term bastard, or your surnames. You didn't ask to be born into this world off of your fathers sins yet you are the one punished for it, hardly seems fair."

"It doesn't matter," Jon stated, "I'll be gone soon enough, with my father riding south Lady Stark won't have me hear, even if everyone else accepts me."

"To the wall then?" Percy asked resulting in Jon to simply nod his head. Percy pondered this for a second before asking, "Jon Snow, I could free you of this when I'm King. Make you Jon Stark, a legitamite child of the north, and Lady Stark couldn't stop a thing."

"There's no point," Jon said shrugging, "It would cause to many problems, I don't want my siblings to hate me as well... well more then Sansa."

Suddenly it clicked in Percy's mind as he stared at Jon Snow curiously. Jon Snow would reject his name sake because he truly was the Eldest Son of Lord Stark, even if it be by only a few months. As a bastard he would have no claim to Robb's titles, but something inside Percy made him feel like Jon wouldn't want them anyways.

"Why not join the Kings Gaurd?" Percy asked, "Robb says you're very talented with a sword. You'd swear off much of the same things as the nights watch but not freeze your ass off, and it wouldn't matter whether you were legitimate or not because you would swear off all your lands."

"The Nights Watch is for me," Jon stated, "I don't want to be given something I want to earn my place. I want to prove to people that being a bastard doesn't mean that you can't have purpose in your life. The nights watch is my purpose I can feel it."

Percy found a smile on his face before telling Jon to wait a moment. The crowned prince quickly walked inside and back out again with a large pitcher of wine and two glasses.

"I thought we were going to spar?" Jon asked raising an eyebrow.

"I changed my mind," Percy stated, "Come Jon Snow, you and I are going to have a long talk about what lies beyond the Great Wall... oh and get drunk very very drunk."

"Lady Stark-," Jon tried to object but Perseus waved Jons protest away.

"Lady Stark has no say over me Lord Snow, we may be family soon enough and I intend to know all of my family."

Confused Jon Snow sighed before following the crowned Prince who had already began to walk away towards his quarters unsure of how a bastard was getting to talk to the blessed child. All Jon Snow knew was that Lady Stark would be furious if she knew what was happening.

I know it's a short chapter but ya know need to get through this so we can get to the important stuff. Hope you enjoyed it regardless.