Percy
As Athena made her way back to her throne the other Olympians simply gaped at her. I wasn't surprised, I was quite stunned myself. Zeus looked at me as if remembering something. 'What was that about defeating Gaiaa Nephew?' he queried hopefully.
thirteen sets of eyes swung in my direction.
I sighed and launched into my story from when we left Camp Jupiter to Annabeth and I falling into Tartarus. The fall of Gration, which caused Artemis to look at me weirdly, travelling to the doors of death, Kronos redemption and evetually the weakening of Gaiaa herself.
I made sure to tell them clearly that Gaiaa was only weakened, she wasnt asleep or defeated. Zeus looked gleeful none the less. Apparently we wern't going to be fried for our yeling. The other Olympians now regarded us with looks of respect. Ares himself got off his throne and bowed to me while dad looked beside himself with pride. Just then the fates appeared.
Clothos bowed to me while her sister simply smiled eerily. 'You have done well demigods especially you , son of Posideon. As we know Zeus wil only offer it again, we will do it first. ONLY , you cannot deny it. Kneel.
I knelt like the good demigod I was. At the back of my mind I wandered idly what the fates wanted to make me a god of.
'Rise Percy , Titan of time, of heros, of Swordmanship and tides. Your roman form will be Perseus Ultor. Your sacred animal your pegasus blackjack and the scythe and hourgalss of time your symbols of power. Use them well.'