Sorry for the Twilight-ish-ness of the last chapter. It wasn't intentional. But try to imagine you woke up and suddenly had super abilities. It would take a little while to get used to them. I go for a week without my glasses and when I put them back on I spend the next two hours feeling like I have supervision. LOL

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

Apollo POV

We decided to call it a day just as the sun was beginning to set. I may not have been a horse whisperer like Percy was but I could still tell that the pegasai were tired. We landed and I gratefully got down.

I had never spent that long on a Pegasus in my entire immortal life. I watched as Percy hoped off of the black one and patted its neck. I shook my head. I couldn't understand how anyone could be so comfortable on horseback for an entire day. I felt myself wincing as I took a few steps away, dropped my bag, and collapsed to the ground. They had invented chariots so that one wouldn't need to spend so long on horseback...

I heard Percy start laughing and focused my gaze on him. He smirked at me before he turned back to the winged horse. "Ya, I know." I heard the horse snort in reply. "I'm sure he will get used to it. He's to accustom to driving everywhere." The horse shook his mane and neighed. Percy chuckled. "It's okay, I think I got this. Why don't the two of you go eat? We will see you guys at dawn."

The pegasai reared before they took off into the sky. I couldn't help but wonder what exactly they had said. Percy watched them leave before he came and sat down beside me.

I tilted my head to face the young hero. "It's still strange to me that Poseidon and his descendants can talk to horses and sea life. I sort of understand the horses, I mean Poseidon created them, but fish? My father is the lord of the sky but that doesn't mean he can talk to birds."

Percy shuddered before he burst out laughing. "Thank goodness. Could you imagine if he did? Nothing would ever be kept a secret. Fish are terrible gossips but at least they are confided to the water. Birds could go everywhere."

I couldn't help but join in on his laughter. "I suppose that it is for the best then."

Our laughter faded and I took the opportunity to take in our surroundings. We had set down at the edge of a meadow. There was a small grove of trees on one side and there was a creek running along the edge of the woods. I couldn't see any signs of civilization. It was rather peaceful.

"So what did our equine friends have to say?"

Percy raised an eyebrow and started to chuckle. "They figured you were scared. They noticed how happy you were to land by the way you were practically kissing the ground. They wanted to make sure that you were alright."

I huffed and sat up. "I was not kissing the earth. I love being in the air. I am the god of the sun."

The son of Poseidon smirked, "You love being in the air hey? You went like two steps before you collapsed. You were practically rolling in the grass."

I felt a bit of blood rush to my cheeks. "I was just rather glad to be back on solid ground."

"I thought you just said you loved being in the air?"

I glared at the son of the sea god. "I do but I am not accustomed to riding a horse for that long."

Percy's reply was cut off when a loud growl came from my abdomen. I winced in pain but chose to ignore it. I wasn't entirely certain as to why it kept doing that but I had grown accustom to it happening over the last seven days.

Percy's eyes grew wide and he started to laugh. "Was that you stomach?"

I frowned in confusion. "Yes, it's been doing that all day."

Percy gave me a surprised look. "Why didn't you tell me you were hungry? We could have stopped."

I shrugged. "I am hungry but it's manageable. I just ate last night."

The son of the sea god fixed me with a disbelieving look. "I'm sorry, did you say last night?"

I nodded, "Of course. I've been eating every day. Is that not what mortals do?"

"How many times a day have you been eating though?" My stomach growled even louder than before. He shook his head, "By how loud your stomach is, I'm going to say that you haven't been eating your three square meals a day."

I gave him a disbelieving look. "Are you trying to tell me humans have to eat three times every day? I'm the god of medicine. I happen to know for a fact a human can survive two to three weeks without food as long as they have water."

The son of the sea god dropped his head in his hands and started laughing. I couldn't understand what was so funny. He looked up at me and shook his head.

"Yes, humans can survive without food but you should still be eating more than once a day. Your stomach growling like that is its way of telling you to feed it. You should be making sure to have at least two to three meals a day."

I frowned. "I think you are exaggerating. Gods usually only eat once every day or two."

Percy ran a hand through his hair and grabbed his pack. "I'm not. Either way, you can ask people once we get to New Rome if you think I'm lying to you. For now, let's feed you. I'm fairly certain that if your stomach gets any louder it will start registering on the Richter scale."

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Percy POV

I opened the bag that Artemis had packed. I hadn't had a chance to go through our supplies yet. I pulled out a silver sleeping bag and set it aside. I was a little surprised to see that the clothes she had packed were the ones I had taken to camp with me. Either she or one of her huntresses must have gone to my cabin to get them.

I pulled out a container and opened the lid. It was full of ambrosia. I resealed it and set it beside the sleeping bag. I took the thermos of nectar and set it aside as well. I dug through the rest of my pack but didn't see any regular food or medical supplies. I tilted my head in confusion before I realized that the bag was mine, any mortal provisions would probably be in Apollo's pack. I put the godly food back in my bag and closed it.

I shook my head. It was still difficult to think of myself as a god. I caught Apollo's eye and motioned to his bag. The sun god shrugged and passed it to me.

I opened the pack and removed his sleeping bag. Neither of us had a tent so I could only hope that it didn't rain. As soon as the sleeping bag was removed I could see that his pack was more like what I was used to. I set aside the first aid kit and baggy of ambrosia. I took out a bag of trail mix and a jug of water. I dug through his remaining supplies before I found the matches. I set them next to the food and returned his first aid kit and ambrosia to the bag.

We went to the trees and started scrounging for firewood. We were lucky that there was a lot of dead fall. I had riptide but I didn't want to use my sword to cut down a tree. We brought the wood back to our camp and set about making a fire. I had to admit, even if Apollo hadn't been camping in ages, he was still pretty handy when it came to lighting a fire. I had fought with the first few matches before he took the book away from me. One match and we had a crackling fire.

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We sat in silence as he ate. It was a rather strange feeling for me to not be hungry. I had eaten in the morning but I was still full. When he finished his dinner and returned the remaining supplies to his pack, I unrolled our sleeping bags.

I lay in my blanket and looked up at the night sky. It had been a while since I had been camping. I hadn't gone since the quest to free Thanatos. When we were on the quest to keep Gaia from rising, we had the Argo. I couldn't really count the time I spent in Tartarus as camping. With the flames casting a flickering light on the night around us I felt at peace.

I heard a sigh and looked over to see that Apollo was also staring at the night sky, specifically the moon. Before I could stop myself, I spoke. "So what exactly happened?"

Apollo turned to stare at me from across the fire. "I take it you are referring to the fact that I am now mortal?" I nodded. He turned on his side and ran a hand through his sandy blond hair. "Zeus was pissed about the second giant war. He thinks that if the prophecy about it had never been spoken then it would never have happened. He thinks that it's my fault that it came to pass so soon after the second titan war."

I frowned, "Is that true? Would it never have happened if the prophecy hadn't been spoken?"

The god of prophecy shook his head, "No. I have no control over when a prophecy is spoken or when it comes to pass and he knows it. He's just looking for a scapegoat." I heard thunder rumble in the distance but the god of healing just rolled his eyes.

"Why does he need a scapegoat though? We won; shouldn't that be enough to calm him down?"

Apollo gave me a sad smile, "For one who has done so much, you are very innocent. He is glad that we won but he didn't want it to happen this way. The reason that you were offered godhood for a second time is that we are indebted to you. He was upset that Kronos was defeated by you. Plus you are the reason that we were able to defeat Typhon. You came up with the plan that took down the greatest threat to Olympus when none of us gods could. Now here we are one year later and once again you help save Olympus. He feels like it made the gods seem weak."

"But what does that have to do with you?"

He shrugged, "He miscalculated. After you defeated Kronos he shut the gates of Olympus to try to stop the second great prophecy. Obviously that didn't happen. Since his way of stopping it made the gods look bad he wants to reflect that criticism onto someone else. He could have used Hera because she disobeyed his direct command but he decided against it as all of Olympus and both camps know her plan is the reason that the Romans and Greeks were able to make peace. Without her, Gaia would have won. So instead he chose me. A lot of the gods are already mad at me because I lost Delphi."

I was confused, "What do you mean you lost it? Isn't Delphi a city? How do you lose a city?"

Apollo chuckled. Amusement twinkled in his sky blue eyes, "I didn't mean that I had literally lost a city. I know where it is. When the doors of death were open, anything that wanted to could get out of Tartarus. Because of my amazing luck, one of the monsters that Gaia released was Python."

I felt my eyebrows pull together. "I don't think I've heard of that one."

Apollo looked surprised, "Really? It's one of my greatest triumphs."

I shrugged and rolled onto my stomach. "Sorry. I know quite a few myths but I still have lots to learn."

The sun god smiled brightly, "That's alright. This means I get to tell you of my awesomeness."

I winced, "Why is it I sense some poetry coming along..."

Apollo winked at me. "You should feel honored; few people have heard the story of my greatest victory from me personally."

I playfully scoffed and sat up, "I'm pretty sure that you have probably told this story a lot actually. Would I be correct in saying that you have told it too nearly every girl that you've ever schmoozed?"

Apollo coughed and looked away, "Well, few people who are currently alive have heard this story from me personally."

I laughed. "Alright go ahead, but no poetry."

He chuckled but went on with his story. "When Hera found out that my mother, Leto, was pregnant, she was livid. She wanted to punish Zeus for his unfaithfulness but as he is the king of the gods, obviously that was out of the question. So she forbade my mother from giving birth on any island or mainland attached to the earth."

I tilted my head in confusion, "But wouldn't that make it impossible for her to ever find somewhere? I mean, everything is attached to the earth right?"

He rolled his eyes in amusement. "Well that was her intent. As if that wasn't enough, Hera sent the earth dragon, Python, to chase her everywhere she went just to make sure that she could never find a place to rest and give birth. Fortunately for Artemis and I, the floating isle of Delos gave sanctuary to our mom. All of the goddesses begged Hera to allow Eilethyia, the goddess of childbirth, to come and help my mother. Artemis was born and, nine days later, I was too."

I smirked and raised my eyebrow, "You know you just admitted that Artemis is older right?"

Apollo winked, "Prove it. Besides even if you told her, I would deny it." He cleared his throat and continued the story. "When I was four days old I convinced Hephaestus to make me a golden bow and a set of arrows. I then went and used said weapon to kill Python in revenge for chasing my mother. After its death, I created the Oracle of Delphi in the cave that Python once inhabited."

"Okay, but how exactly does Python being reborn translate to you losing Delphi?"

"As I said, Delphi was its original home. Not only that, but it is the source of all of prophecies. As long as Python is alive and in control of Delphi, my oracle has no powers of prophecy. Nor do I for that matter. I have to retake the city. That is my punishment. I was stripped of my godhood until I kill Python."

"I'm sure you can do it again. If you did it when you were four days old, how hard could it be now? I mean, you have a heck of a lot more experience now."

Apollo sighed again. "Perhaps, but I no longer have my immortality to protect me. If I die, that's it."

I frowned. I could tell how much he was worrying about it, "Hey, no worries. You have time to figure out a plan. We can talk to Annabeth if you'd like. She is a master when it comes to planning. I would have died a long time ago without her help."

The god of music looked surprised. He gave me a grateful smile. "I'm supposed to do it on my own but I will keep it in mine. Now come, we should both get some sleep."

I lay back down and tried to get comfortable. I could understand why Apollo was nervous. If I had been born a god, I would probably be nervous without the knowledge that no matter what happened I couldn't die.

I smiled as I saw the huntress constellation moving across the sky. Apollo may have thought that he had to do it alone but I knew that I would help. If he was going to be helping me learn how to master godly abilities then the least I could do was help him master his human ones.