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Aphrodite had been keeping tabs on Percy after his breakup. To her surprise Percy had moved on rather quickly. In the course of a few days Percy went from completely heartbroken to madly in love with Clarisse La Rue. To fall head over heels that fast for someone was extremely rare, if Aphrodite did know any better she would have suspected one of her twins. However, that was unlikely, Eros would not mess with someone so valuable to the gods such as Percy and Himeros had been gone for a long time. Aphrodite saddened when she remembered Himeros asked her for a short break a few centuries but never heard from him again.

Percy and Clarisse had been going out for about a week. It had been the happiest week of their lives. Their days consisted of eating breakfast together, going to arena and challenging the entire camp. So far it was Clarisse and Percy 6 to the campers 0. After showering they went to lunch. Afterwards they went to the beach and relaxed. They talked for hours and hours until the dinner bell rang. There they made small talk with Annabeth and Clayton and generally had a great time. Each day Percy and Clarisse learned something new about each other and despite being together for only a week their relationship did not feel rushed, it was perfect. Each day Percy fell more deeply in love with Clarisse. They talked about their fears, about their likes and dislikes, about their future.

"Do you ever want to have kids Clarisse? Percy asked one day. Percy had wanted kids all his life. He promised his unborn children that he will always be there for them. He promised he would never fail them and will always protect them, keep them safe no matter what. He will be the father he never had. Percy loved Poseidon if anything Poseidon was possibly the best father any demigod could ask for. However, he could not lie and say Poseidon was the perfect father. When I was little you were never there for me dad. I was raised in a rotten home, the only thing that held me together was the love of my mom. If only you were there for me dad. My mom and I would have had a different life… things would have been better, he thought. Unaware a regretful Poseidon had been listening.

Clarisse already knew the answer but could not help to remember the day they became more than friends. That very same day Clarisse had wondered about kids with Percy. Clarisse wanted lots of kids, at least four of them, she would raise them as kind warriors, just like their father. Worthy legacies of Ares and Poseidon. Fierce like herself and Percy but kind like their father.

"Of course, Percy, what about you? Clarisse could not help but to feel nervous. What if Percy did not want kids? I don't want to lose him. If we don't agree, we will just have to compromise and agree on something that works for the both of us, thought Clarisse.

Percy turned to look at her and smiled happily, "Of course Clarisse. I want lots of them, I want them to grow up in a loving home with both their parents. I want to raise them as warriors. They will be the fiercest and most loyal New Athenians that ever lived. New Athens will probably be finished by then. We could live here with them or go live in the mortal world, whatever you want Clarisse," he said. He smiled again and looked deep into her eyes with nothing but love. The lust he had experienced a few days ago was still there. However, the love he felt for Clarisse so strong it completely overwhelmed it.

Clarisse eyes got watery and so did Percy's. After a meaningful gaze, tears made themselves known. These were tears of pure joy, what else could a couple that loved each other more than themselves do when they realized they were perfect for each other?

Clarisse was not usually this emotional but something about Percy brought out her inner girl. Everyone always feared her, no man could stand up to her vicious glare. All the men cowered in fear or slowly backed away, all men but Percy. Whenever she tried it on him he just gave her a sweet and loving smile that made her melt. She instantly felt weak in the knees, it took all her willpower to not drop to her knees and open hear arms at Percy.

For Percy it was not any easier, in front of everyone he was fierce leader. To the new campers he was a living legend. Nobody wanted to spar with him, heck nobody could last more than a few seconds without yielding, nobody but Clarisse. She was the only person who could match him blow for blow. Whenever she landed a strike on him he could never stay angry because she would pout her lips a bit and give him puppy eyes. It took Percy all of his willpower to not drop Riptide and run to cuddle with her.

The only potential problem in their relationship was that Ares was not particularly fond of Percy. In fact, Ares still held a grudge at Percy for defeating him when he was younger. Clarisse was probably his favorite and strongest daughter. Percy was not looking forward to facing that problem anytime soon, but the fates were feeling especially cruel that day.

Percy POV

It had been six days since Clarisse and I started dating. I can say without a doubt that they have been the best days of my life. Clarisse was just an amazing woman. A wonderful combination of beauty and power, what more could a man want?

I woke up that morning feeling a bit hungry. I fixed myself and headed towards the Ares cabin to pick up Clarisse as I usually do. I knocked on the door and a small girl opened the door. I asked for Clarisse, she nodded and closed the cabin door.

After a few minutes the love of my life opened the door and gave me a sweet smile. I gave her one back and extended my hand.

"Hello beautiful, I see you feel great today." I commented when I noticed Clarisse had a big smile on her face.

"Percy, you know that with you I always feel great," she said.

She extended her own hand at me gripped my hand tightly and pulled me over for a passionate kiss. I instantly melted and closed my eyes, she wanted entrance and I gave in without hesitation. I secretly loved it when Clarisse manhandled me, it made Clarisse feel strong and it made our make out sessions feel even better. Unbeknownst to us a deity had flashed a few meters from us, and saw the whole thing.

"CLARISSE, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING WITH THIS PUNK!" Said an insanely angry god of war. We opened our eyes so wide they could have popped. We were frozen in place, not of fear but of surprise. I realized I was in a very unmanly and compromising position and backed away from it as fast as possible.

"Father!" Exclaimed a shocked Clarisse. "What are you doing here!?"

"Screw what I'm here for!" Shouted Ares. "What I want to know is why you are making out with the brat like a common whore!" A scowl formed on my face. How dare he! What kind of father calls her daughter a whore for a simple display of affection.

"I will make you regret that!" I shouted angrily.

When I heard Ares call my love a whore I snapped. I uncapped Riptide and charged. At that moment I could not care less of who he was, he could be the creator of the universe and I would still not forgive him for calling the love of my life something so demeaning. She was his daughter, what kind of father says that? Ares had quick reflexes and almost instantly was prepared for my attack. I unleashed a fury of blades that could have destroyed Zeus himself but apparently Ares had been training himself, so I was yet to land a blow. I continued my relentless attacks, I was so blinded by my rage that I slipped a little. Ares saw his chance and kicked me flat in the chest and knocked me to the floor. Riptide fell off my hand as Ares walked towards me with a huge sneer on his face. He placed his heavy combat boot on my chest and lifted his sword.

"You have no idea how long I been longing for this moment stupid brat. I been training every day for this very moment and well looks like it paid off." He smirked. I never felt so hopeless and sad in my life. Right when my life was going so great, I was living the happiest days of my life and it had to end so soon. The fates were cruel indeed.

I closed my eyes and accepted my fate. The god of war had bested me in battle and I had failed to defend the honor of my love. Ares took his boot of my chest and swung his giant sword, but the strike never landed. I opened my eyes to see Clarisse blocking her father's strike with her spear and a mean glare plastered on her face. She looked so strong and beautiful. I quickly stood up and uncapped Riptide as it had returned to my pocket. I stood next to Clarisse and glared at Ares.

Ares had a look of betrayal on his face. He would not believe that his favorite daughter Clarisse had blocked his strike to one of his most hated mortals. She sided with me instead of him and that only filled him up with rage.

"What are you doing Clarisse?", he asked angrily. "I am you father, I have always looked after you. You are my pride and joy, my favorite daughter. He is my sworn enemy. One of the demigods I hate the most! Why are you siding with him!?"

Clarisse's glare fell, and a tinge of sadness spread across her face.

"I love him father." Clarisse said softly, "He treats me with respect. He appreciates my strength. He thinks I'm beautiful and sees me as his equal. He is the only man that does not fear me, instead he looks out for me. He makes me feel like a princess. With him I can truly be myself and I won't let you take him away from me father." I could not believe what Clarisse was saying. Did I really make her feel like that? She loved me so much she would stand against her own father. Everything Clarisse ever did was for the honor of her father. She went through the sea of monsters, one that no demigod had ever returned from, a death sentence just for him. She fought in every battle possible in the name of her father. She finally had what she worked so hard to get and here she was, throwing it all out, all for me.

No POV

If Ares could ever cry this was as close as he was going, get. He was angry, sad and felt devastated. His greatest daughter, the only mortal he could have trusted with his life had just now proved otherwise. It all started when the brat beat him in a sword fight on his first quest. Sure, Ares was not at his best and slipped a little but ever since that day Percy had been called the Bane of Ares and shattered his pride. Every single day after that duel Ares had been training and the wars only helped him realize how much he had progressed. For the past six years he had been training nonstop, he even stopped seeing Aphrodite just to train and to get ready for the day he would regain his honor by defeating the great hero of Olympus, the bane of Ares, the great Percy Jackson.

The day he had waiting for six years was finally here. His redeeming moment stopped by none other than his favorite daughter. Realization dawned upon him as she confessed her love for the sea spawn. She spoke with so much passion that Ares did not have to be a good of truth to know she was not lying. He could not kill Percy Jackson without losing his daughter. Ares had to decide what was more important to him. He could finish what he started and lose Clarisse, or he could swallow his pride accept it and let that sea brat have his way with his daughter.

As a father Ares wanted the best for his daughter. Someone who would literally jump into Tartarus to keep her safe and deep inside Ares knew Percy was the man for the job. However, that did not change the fact Ares wanted revenge. He needed to regain his honor. The defeat had made his life miserable and made him lose much respect from the other war gods. He hated Percy with a passion and now he was supposed to let him have his way with his daughter?

If only Percy had not bested him in battle. If only he had not ruined his reputation, Percy was a fine warrior and he respected his strength, he was truly worthy of his daughter. However, he would not accept this, Percy had already taken so much from him and now had taken away his daughter. The damned sea spawn would deflower Clarisse! He thought. He did not know how to feel or what to do and did the only thing he could do without harming her.

He disappeared in a pillar of flames leaving behind two surprised faces.