ANGER: PERCY JACKSON STYLE

CHAPTER 3

DISCLAIMER- I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Heroes of Olympus.

Leo

If there was one word to describe Percy Jackson right now, it was 'pissed as fuck' (So fine. It wasn't one word. Sue him). And the rest of the campers were well aware.

Piper

Most people would have been overjoyed, if told that they could see the humble abode of the gods, at the 600th floor of the empire state building. Piper, not so much. When Chiron called her, as soon as she woke up, along with Leo and Annabeth, to talk with him, Piper had been wary.

"The Gods request your presence", Chiron said gravely, looking suspiciously apologetic. Piper could only sigh. They just couldn't seem to catch a break.

"What exactly for, Chiron?" a familiar voice called from the doorway, and Piper relaxed immediately. From the corner of her eye, she could see Annabeth and Leo seemed less tense too.

"Percy, you're up", Annabeth smiled. Percy walked over to her and back-hugged her, but he didn't seem very happy. "'Sup guys? And Chiron, what's this about?"

Chiron sighed heavily. "They are needed on Olympus. Some from Camp Jupiter have also been sent for."

Percy narrowed his eyes. "Would that some possibly be Jason, Frank and Hazel?" Piper's mind reeled. She hadn't considered that. Judging from the look on Leo's face, she knew he hadn't either, although Annabeth didn't seem too surprised.

Chiron didn't answer. His silence was self answering though. Percy smiled then. "Well then, it would only make sense for me to go too. When do we leave Chiron?"

Chiron looked mildly agitated now, but not surprised. "Percy, you can't-"

"This is my team, Chiron. The gods themselves have summoned us. There is definitely trouble. Them not calling me plainly indicates that it's not something I'll like. So I'm saying this again, I'm going with my team." Percy said firmly.

Piper gaped. Percy seemed so different than he always was with them. It was times like this that reminded her that he had been doing this since he was twelve, having been denied a proper childhood forever.

"Very well. You leave in no more than an hour." Chiron decided. And was it her imagination, or did Chiron seem relieved that Percy was accompanying them?

Percy grinned, now looking like the Percy they knew. Leo sighed in relief and Piper couldn't fault him either.

So, timeskip: As they exited the elevator at the 600th floor of the Empire State Building, Percy seemed to be in a relatively good mood.

"Wonder what they want now", Leo said, with a hand under his chin, as he pretended to be a detective.

Idiot, Piper rolled her eyes, even as she suppressed a smile.

"Perhaps they're finally getting to the bottom of the Banana Conspiracy of 1874", Percy fake gasped without missing a beat.

Leo looked as if somebody had just shaken up his world. Before he could reply with something equally dumb, Annabeth, who was walking between them, pulled both of their ears. Amongst their shouts of "Ow Annabeth, that hurts!" Annabeth muttered, "Boys." as the girls shared a grin.

Little did they know, this light banter was soon going to evaporate right with their good mood.

The first thing they noticed when they entered the throne room was, a grave looking bunch of Roman demigods. Jason and Frank didn't seem overtly happy, and that was putting it lightly, but that was nothing to how angry a certain praetor looked.

Reyna Avila RamĂ­rez-Arellano stood between the throne room, and she was furious.

And surprisingly, equally angry was the generally mild tempered Hazel Levesque.

"Father", Percy greeted Lord Poseidon. The Gods didn't seem particularly pleased about Percy's presence. Piper would almost bet that they looked… uneasy?

"Percy", Poseidon greeted back despite the tension in the room.

"I certainly don't remember calling you, boy." Zeus grumbled darkly. "You have some nerve."

Percy didn't seem impressed. "I think at this point I'm more than entitled to atleast coming up here uninvited. Also, considering the fact that the rest of the seven of the prophecy are here, I'm sure my presence won't be unappreciated, Lord Zeus."

Annabeth only sighed almost inperciptibly and Piper chalked the tiny rant up to Percy being Percy.

"So what's this about dad?" Jason finally asked, probably out of wariness because of the fact that minuscule sparks of lightning were crackling in his beard.

Zeus shifted a little and Piper could sense just a sliver of wariness and hesitation rolling off of him.

"Three weeks ago, we sent Hades' son off for a quest in the underworld. It would seem that-"

Zeus was cut off simultaneously by multiple people. Hades wasn't impressed at all. In fact, he seemed furious. "It would seem that you, Zeus, assigned a near impossible quest to my son! In my absence too! And he has been missing now fo-"

At the same time, Artemis, to Piper's slight surprise, chimed in with a, "Do not include the rest of us in this 'we', Father. You and Hera sent the boy off, without ever informing or consulting with us."

Apollo and Hermes were blabbering similar words and Ares seemed to he cursing at Zeus and existence in general. Mood, Piper thought.

Being the daughter of Aphrodite had its perks. One of the lesser known ones was her ability to sense emotions, especially when being emitted by a multitude of people. Right about now, Piper could sense slight anger (Athena and Artemis seemed rather cross), indignation and to her surprise, muted fear?

Being a demigod also had its perks. Namely, ADHD. Her little thought process tunneled down in a rapid speed to anger, the intensity of which surprised her a little. Reyna's fury when they reached made more sense now, seeing as she was closer to Nico than Piper was. But among the frantic arguments of the Olympians, Piper had a sudden sense of foreboding. When her gaze instinctively turned to Percy, she understood it.

Percy hadn't moved an inch, hadn't stiffened or frozen up. He was still standing completely relaxed, except, a single eyebrow of his was risen.

"You all are forgetting to mention, Lord Zeus", cut in Reyna, her firm, leader-like voice momentarily cutting across the chaos, "That apart from the fact that Nico has to negotiate with a Titan, the quest you assigned him in the underworld was fairly close to an entrance to Tartarus."

Complete din followed her voice. Piper could feel herself shaking. Whether it was out of anger, fear or worry, she did not know.

"Well, well, would you look at that?" Annabeth, of all people, drawled.

Piper had to suppress a shudder. Just for a moment there, she had forgotten the small detail that Annabeth had seen the horrors of Tartarus too. An angry Annabeth was a scary Annabeth.

Percy said nothing. There was no indication that he even heard her. For a single moment (that seemed far too long- Piper blamed her ADHD) the demigods and the Gods seemed to be at a complete standstill.

And then, laughter.

Deep, full bellied laughter echoed echoed through the Throne room.

Percy.

Fury.

Piper sensed a deep, unfathomable fury radiating off of Percy.

Getting serious deja vu from that one time with the foolish Ares kid, Piper instantly stepped back. It would also seem that she wasn't the only one.

Piper started as Percy suddenly started exuding pure energy, subconsciously, Piper could tell. The temperature in the room seemed to drop. Hestia's hearth flickered dangerously and Hazel cried out in alarm. Annabeth was suddenly at his side with a hand on his arm. Piper never even saw her move, too stunned by Percy's display of power.

"If, when I find Nico, he is even slightly harmed, then you all should expect a happy vacation in Tartarus." Percy said in an, eerily enough, normal, conversational voice.

As if he were talking about getting a hamburger and not threatening to kill the Gods.

Unceremoniously, Percy, and by default, Annabeth mist traveled.

The pressure of Percy's power and the chill in the room dissipated. No person in the room seemed relieved. The Gods looked pensive, and they had reason to. Percy was famous for his ability to do the unimaginable. Add a vengeful Annabeth to his team, and you have a well oiled machine, capable of just about anything.

Piper understood the muted fear she sensed earlier, because it wasn't muted any longer. Zeus seemed worried, and Poseidon, apprehensive. The other Gods weren't faring much better. Hades had a glint in his eyes, though. A satisfied, dark glint.

"You all may leave", Hera dismissed them shakily.

Piper worried about Percy actually attempting to follow through with his threat, thought of her mother and the other Gods. But then the image of Nico, curled up, shivering, alone in Tartarus flooded her mind. And Piper allowed her mind to be at peace.

The Gods had brought this upon themselves.

And if Percy's fury they had invoked, then Percy's fury they would face.

After all, the demigods from Camp Jupiter and Camp Half Blood would be right behind him, Piper idly noted the myriad of emotions the demigods' faces reflected.

"Jason?"

"Yeah?"

"About pranking Nico with McDonalds and a darkout-"

"We were never doing that anyway Leo, because Nico is almost as scary as Percy is when he's angry, you absolute fucking walnut."

"And Annabeth."

"And Annabeth."

So, yeah. I have no idea where I'm going with this.

I started this several months ago, and only just finished now. Now, hol' up, I know this wasn't the best I could give y'all, but bear with me. I'm going through the most intense writers' block I've ever had to deal with.

So let me know if you want a part 2 to this chapter, or if you'd rather have a fresh idea. Also, keep the prompts coming in!

~Maelstrom991