Here is the second part of the double update. :-)

Starts as Percabeth, will eventually be Percy x Apollo.

Important thing to note... This will be yaoi (boy-boy). Don't like? You do not have to read.

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus series. (One can dream though) All rights go to the proper parties.

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November 2nd

Percy POV

I didn't want to open my eyes. I was amazingly comfortable. I stretched my arms and smiled. I couldn't remember the last time I had slept that well. I heard movement. It sounded like I had a Roman legion marching around my cabin. I couldn't understand as to how I had slept through all that noise.

I reluctantly opened my eyes to find out who it was. The first thing I noticed was that I was not in my cabin. The second thing was that I was alone. The third thing I noticed is that I could see everything... and I do mean everything.

I felt my jaw drop. What in Hades name? I looked around the room in wonder. I could have counted the tiles that made up the mosaic next to the door. I could see the individual threads that made up the curtains. I could see the ants crawling on the tree outside my window...

I was overwhelmed. I frowned as I tried to figure out what was going on. The events of the day before came rushing back to me. The council meeting, the gifts being awarded, being offered godhood...

I took a deep breath to calm myself. I wasn't dying, I was immortal. There was no need to panic. I had wondered at the time as to why they thought that I would need someone to teach me how to be a god, now I understood. I had only just woken up and I was already way out of my depth. If I was going to avoid panicking, I needed to distract myself.

I bit my lip as I looked around the room. It was truly a beautiful place. The walls were done in gold with flecks of red. The carpet was a soft yellow with bright red swirls. The bed I was sitting on had red sheets and pillows and was covered by a yellow duvet. The curtains and couch were both a soft yellow. I could see into the adjoining bathroom. It seemed to have the same yellow and gold theme with just a few hints of red. It wasn't very hard to guess whose house I was in...

The door opened and Apollo walked in. He looked surprised but he smiled at me. "Oh good, you're up."

I nodded as I climbed out of the bed, "What happened?"

The god, or should I now call him a demigod..., walked towards me. I was amazed at just how loud his steps were. I couldn't believe that anyone made that much noise. I had always wondered as to how gods simply appeared out of nowhere but if that is how mortals sounded, I could understand. I imagined with heightened senses, it would put a new meaning to the word 'sneak'.

"You're a god now. Every time someone switches between mortality and immortality, it causes them to pass out." He smiled, "I take it your feeling a little overwhelmed by everything at the moment?"

I nodded. "I never knew that your hearing was so... intense. I woke up and it sounded like someone was stomping around right next to my bed. I'm really glad I'm not in my mom's apartment right now. I could only imagine how traffic sounds."

Apollo laughed and I was stunned. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I could hear several different notes all on top of one another, creating a harmony. If laughter sounded so intense then I wanted to listen to all of my favorite songs. I wondered how it would sound to me the next time I heard Annabeth laugh. I wondered what else I could hear...

The god of the sun, I decided to just keep calling him a god, smiled. "Don't worry, you will get used to it soon. After a few weeks you won't be so overwhelmed by everything. It's like that for all young gods. I still remember when Hercules became an immortal; he seemed to forget that all gods have amazing hearing. He went around quietly whispering things under his breath all the time. It was fine when he was doing it to mortals who couldn't hear him, not so much when he made a joke about Hera."

I smiled at that. I had never met Hercules personally but from what Piper and Jason told me, he was a jerk. "I take it Hera didn't take to kindly to that?"

Apollo scratched his ear and gave me a sheepish smile, "She locked a herd of cows in his palace for a month."

I felt my eyes widen before I started to laugh. I saw Apollo cover his ears and wince. I stopped laughing and looked at him in question. "What's wrong?"

He rubbed his ears and lowered his hands. "That was a little loud." I felt my eyebrows pull together in confusion. He cleared his throat, "Like Zeus when he's angry loud."

It didn't sound loud to me...

I was puzzled, "Really?"

Apollo nodded, "Yes but don't worry. It's a minor thing. It's not enough to really hurt anyone, though it may give people a headache."

I frowned. I didn't want to hurt anyone. "How do I stop myself from doing that?"

He shrugged, "You can't. Our voices tend to get really loud based on our emotions. For example the funnier something is, the louder we laugh. It's not something that you will ever really stop doing. It just happens."

"Oh." I frowned. I had been a god for less than an hour and I had already unintentionally caused someone pain.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I'm fine. As I said, it won't really hurt anyone."

I sighed and nodded. I needed to change topics. "So when are we leaving for New Rome?"

Apollo smiled and pointed to a stack of clothes at the end of the bed. "We leave as soon as you get changed."

"I haven't packed anything yet though. All of my clothes are still at my moms."

Apollo shook his head, "Everything is already in New Rome waiting for you. Poseidon had Sally pack everything and Hermes shipped it all there for you. All you will have to do is unpack." I wasn't entirely certain as to how I felt about that. I wasn't used to having everything done for me.

I watched him leave before I grabbed my clothes and went to the bathroom to get ready.

I quickly showered and got changed. By the time I came back into the room Apollo had returned with a piece of Ambrosia the size of a toaster waffle. He handed it to me and I became a little nervous. There was way more than enough to turn a few demigods to cinders. Logically I knew that it would no longer kill me but it was hard to overpower nearly six years of habit.

The sun god laughed and shook his head, "I know what you're thinking but don't stress. It's not going to kill you. Trust me, you want to eat it. You will feel better if you do."

I tilted my head. "I thought gods didn't have to eat."

He shrugged, "Technically you don't have to eat human food. It doesn't really do anything but taste good. You still have to eat something though. No living thing can go completely without food."

"But gods are immortal, it's not like you could starve to death."

Apollo rubbed his forehead. I could see that I was already wearing down his patience. "True, but you would get weaker and weaker and as your strength goes, so does your control over your abilities. It's a lot easier to lose control of your powers than it is to keep it. So, as a favor to the citizens of New Rome, just eat it."

I blushed. I wasn't even entirely certain as to why I was arguing with him. I had eaten Ambrosia before and it was delicious. I supposed that I was just nervous. Eating it without turning into a cinder would prove to me that I was no longer a mortal.

I took a deep breath and took a bite. It tasted exactly like my mom's blue chocolate chip cookies. I smiled as I silently finished my breakfast. As long as I thought of it as a cookie and not something that would have killed me only yesterday, I was fairly certain that I could keep it together.

I swallowed the last bite and looked at Apollo. "Okay, so how are we getting there?"

"Well, normally I would just summon my chariot and drive us but as I'm technically a demigod now I can't. Nor can I use the mist to convince someone that we have tickets for a bus."

I stood up straighter at that. I had never been able to master that skill before. "If I'm a god now does that me I can control the mist?"

Apollo nodded hesitantly, "You will be able to but that's not something that you're going to immediately master. Learning to control the mist is probably going to take you a few months."

I sighed, "So much for that idea." I was a little disappointed that I couldn't yet do it but I was excited that it was something that I was going to be able to do. I tried to think of a way to get the two of us to California. "I could always call Blackjack and Porkpie."

Apollo looked rather confused, "Who?"

"They're Pegasai. Blackjack is a good friend of mine, same with Porkpie."

Apollo nodded, "Sounds good. It's much better than hitchhiking." Apollo gestured for me to follow him as he left the room. I rushed to catch up.

The entire house seemed to be done in the same color scheme as the room I had woken up in. I was amazed. His house was huge. It was more a palace than a house. He led me down a hallway and three flights of stairs. It was nearly as big as my mother's apartment complex. It took us almost five minutes to get from the bedroom to the front door.

I couldn't stop the chuckle that escaped me when I finally caught sight of the entry hall. Apollo looked over his shoulder at me and raised an eyebrow. "That's a rather long walk to answer the door bell."

The god of the sun flashed me a smile, "I usually don't have to walk. It's much faster to teleport."

I felt my eyes widen as I grinned, "Is that something I'm going to be able to do?"

"Yep, all gods can. Though, that is one skill that is difficult to master. If you're not 100% focused, you can easily end up either halfway through a wall or on the other side of the world."

I winced, immortal or not, being stuck in a wall sounded painful.

I noticed two bags set beside the door. "Is that your stuff?"

Apollo shook his head, "No. I convinced Hermes to deliver my stuff when he was moving yours. That is just extra clothes and such for us. Going clear across the country isn't a short trip."

"You packed my bag too?"

Apollo gave me a sheepish look, "Actually my sister did. It's been a while since I've camped. She kinda guessed that I wouldn't think to pack anything."

I shook my head in amusement, "I guess I can understand that."

We grabbed our bags and walked outside. I put my fingers to my lips and whistled. I saw Apollo wince, "How about a little warning next time?"

"Sorry." I turned around to see what his house looked like from the outside. It reminded me of the Apollo cabin at camp only super-sized. It had the same pillars and it seemed to glow in the sun.

"So how long has it been since you went camping?"

Apollo looked at me and frowned. "To be honest, I don't remember. The great outdoors has always been my sister's thing, not mine. I don't mind the outdoors but I'm not exactly one of those, 'let's go sleep in the middle of the woods' guys either."

I chuckled, "This sounds like it's going to be fun."

I heard the sound of hoof beats and turned around. Blackjack ran up to me with Porkpie close behind.

"Hey boss."

I laughed at the familiar nickname, "Hey Blackjack, Porkpie."

"Hey boss, you smell different."

I ran a hand through my hair, "Ya I guess I would. I'm kinda a god now."

The Pegasus reared and tossed his head. "No way, cool! Do I still get to be your ride?"

I smiled, "Always. I was actually hoping the two of you would be able to take us to Camp Jupiter."

Blackjack shook his mane in pleasure, "Sure thing boss. So who's your friend? He looks familiar."

I laughed, "Ya I bet he does. Blackjack, Porkpie, meet Apollo. Apollo, meet Blackjack and Porkpie."

Porkpie looked surprised, "As in the god Apollo, my lord?"

"That's the one."

Apollo looked between me and the pegasai. "You know your father does the same thing. It's still just as strange when you do it."

I shrugged, "They talk to me. It would be rude to ignore them."

Blackjack walked up to me and snorted, "He doesn't smell like a god."

I put my hand on his flank, "Long story. So can we get that lift?"

"Sure boss, hop on."

I climbed on Blackjacks back as Apollo did the same with Porkpie. As soon as we were settled they took off. It didn't matter how many times I had ridden a Pegasus, it was always the same sense of wonderment. There was no comparison to how it felt flying through the sky with Blackjack.