This fanfic was requested by Black Dragon Valkyrie


The girl looked in the mirror. She stared at her mother's dark hair, she had her father's pale olive skin. She moved up her body, up her all black outfit and onto her face. She stared into her yellow sciera and blood red irises. She felt like she was staring into her own soul. She saw the pain and the agony, she saw the demons. She pushed them down, further and further until they were in the cage. The cage in the back of her mind, the cage that they could not escape, the cage made of others hope for her. She slapped on some dark lipstick and headed towards the cemetery.

"Hey Atlantis." Thalia said.

"Hey Thalia." Atlantis said.

"How are you doing?"

Atlantis rolled her eyes, she got asked this so much, "I feel dead inside." Atlantis lent against a tree as she waited for the panic attack.

Thalia eyes bulged and she practically teleported to Atlantis' side, "Are you okay! Do I need to call your therapist!" she panicked, checking Atlantis' wrists.

"Chill Thal. I'm just playing." Atlantis replied coolly.

"That isn't funny!"

"Kind of was."

"Yeah, it was for a kid of Eris like you!"

"Chill Chiquita, your starting to look as green as a leprechaun." Atlantis said, showing her Spanish and Irish side.

"I will not chill! That was a fucking horrible joke! It was so mean!"

"Okay, don't." Atlantis snapped, kicking a Happy Meal box out the way as she stormed to New Rome. She had to get to class anyway.


Professor T. Mosby (comment if you know what the T stands for and which show he is from) was blabbering on about the importance of Leadership when owning a company when Atlantis walked in. He only acknowledged Atlantis with a tardy slip and a nod when she slipped into her assigned seat next to Jason Grace...Jason Grace. The blond boy stared at her everyday and she stared back. She didn't like him though. She only jumped for joy when she found out he and Piper McLean broke up because Piper was a bitch anyway. She nodded at him in a way of saying hello.

"Okay, so today you are going to go into your pairs and create a business. This will be worth 40% of your grade. Every day I will give you problems to solve. You can pick out the name and product of your company." Mr. Mosby said. Atlantis looked over at Jason.

"So, what do want our product to be?"

"Well," he said in a monotone, "For a good profit and we should make something that both mortals and demigods can use, so how about bullet proof clothes that look and feel the same as every over clothes. They can come in a variety of colours.."

"Or they could be all black!"

"No. The whole point of this is that anyone can use it."

Atlantis tried to do puppy eyes. "Please?" Jason laughed, breaking his monotone.

"You are so bad at puppy eyes."

"Whatever."


They carried on with their business for the rest of the semester (or term if you are British). Then the rest of college. Then the rest of their twenties. The carried on designing the clothes, adding new trends, taking away the least popular. Demigods all over the world were in love with their designs, even Gods were buying them, just for the fashion.

They hadn't just been working on the business. Slowly, over the course of college, they had become best friends. Atlantis helped Jason have fun and Jason stopped Atlantis' 'Just Do It' attitude from getting her in trouble. Atlantis learnt all about what actually happened on the Argo II and not just what they told at the campfire and Jason learnt about Atlantis' demons. They were the perfect match.

Little did they know, they both wanted more than just a business or platonic relationship.


It was their annual college reunion. Atlantis and Jason were the most successful and yet the most humble. They sticked together, linking arm in arm.

Jason wasn't feeling to good. He had just got dumped by his year-long girlfriend because he was in love with someone else. He gave up the Kid-Perfect act and started downing shots. He felt for the Haribos in his pocket. He was feeling confident. He walked over to Atlantis and pulled out a Gummy Ring.

"Atlantis, we have worked together for over 10 years now. I have loved you for 10 years now. So will you, Atlantis Smith become Atlantis Grace?"

Everyone went silent, waiting for Atlantis' answer.

"If you can get a ring that won't rot and is black, then Hell yes!"

Everyone screamed finally as Jason pulled out a black diamond ring.

"What?" Atlantis was confused.

"If you said no, I could pretend to be drunk and eat the ring."

"Smart plan, sad that you are still dibshit." Jason leaned in to kiss Atlantis but she pulled away.

"Don't get to close, it's dark inside. It's where my demons hide." Everyone groaned as Atlantis whispered quite loudly, "I want our first kiss to be memorable."

Percy was annoyed now so he did the only thing he could think of. He pushed them both into the pool they were standing by. Atlantis landed on Jason, lip first.

"Memorable enough for you, sweet heart?" Percy shouted.

"Fuck off Jackson!" Atlantis said, encasing Percy in darkness.

"I think it was." Jason whispered the answer to Percy's question in Atlantis' ear.

And he was a little better at whispering.


The song for this one shot Demons by Imagine Dragons.


Quick side note: I have no more requests so I'm going to work on The Blossom Tree and The Elementals until I have more ships (so request so we can keep this fanfic 'sailing') (I am so sorry that was a bad joke).