A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Appreciate it. To DeathmatchDrunkard, at least one of the reading-altered-destinies is made by the guy who owns it.

Percy woke up in the infirmary, next to Jason, except Jason's wrists were bound. The place was empty except for the two. A table was set next to Percy's bed, filled with flowers and get well cards. He looked at Jason, who was awake and staring at him. He stared back. After a few minutes of silence and staring, Jason spoke. "I'm sorry." He said, quietly.

"It's not your fault. It's mine." Jason chuckled weakly. "I was the one who attacked you." Percy smiled weakly at the son of Jupiter. "No, it's mine. I'm just too damn handsome." Jason laughed with Percy. He undid his bounds and Jason massaged his wrists. "I was wrong to admit that you're not for her. If you can defeat me, you can protect her easier than I can. Just...don't let her get hurt. If you do, I'll kick your ass." Jason said, scowling at the end.

Percy chuckled. "Fine by me. As if you can kick my ass." Jason mock glared at him. "Soon, I will be stronger than you." The two boys laughed and exited the infirmary. Demigods stared wide-eyed at the two, who were acting as if they never fought. Piper approached the two. Percy smiled at her. "Well, I'll leave you two to your own business." He said, walking away as Piper stared longingly at him.

Jason led her to his cabin. They sat in silence for a while. "Piper, I'm breaking up with you." Piper stared at Jason. "I know who you like Piper. It's Percy." Piper blushed. "N-no, it's not! I-I like..." She trailed off. Jason chuckled. "Would you swear on the Styx that you don't like Percy?" Piper became even redder and scowled. "How did you find out?" Jason laughed. "I have my ways. Now, go get him." Piper hugged Jason and exited the cabin. Jason smiled but didn't notice the single tear of sadness going down his cheek.

Percy was busy fighting dummies when Piper saw him. He was brutally hacking and stabbing them. He wiped sweat from his forehead and saw her. "Hey, Pipes!" Piper blushed and waved shyly. He grabbed a face towel and walked towards her. "How's it going with you and Jason?" He asked as he walked with her, away from his "fanclub". "Oh, uh...we broke up, actually." Percy stopped. "Oh...I'm sorry." They continued walking. "It's okay."

"Well, if it's any consolation, I know how that feels like." Piper smiled. "Of course. The great Percy Jackson knows how everything feels like. Even being dumped!" She said. Percy laughed. "I gotta go now, Pipes. See you later!" He said, kissing her cheek and running away. Piper gasped and felt the place where he kissed her. She felt butterflies in her stomach.

Percy ran back to his cabin where the door was already repaired. Nico, Leo, Jason, and Frank were already waiting.

Leo mock gasped. "Oh no! It's the terrible Percy Jackson! Spare me!" Percy laughed as he took his place next to Jason. They brofisted. Nico produced the book out of nothing. "Time to read!"

Hylla

"Damn, Perce. Only you can catch the eye of the Queen of the Amazons." Nico said. Percy blushed. (A/N: They already know about Circe's island.)

The first time you see him, you are blushing.

Yeah, you are supposed to hate men, but he is just so…perfect. He's a demigod, you know that, but he has something that other young men just do not have. That something is probably his eyes. They are gorgeous, a beautiful sea-green color.

You are smiling stupidly and muttering his name "Percy" you heard the Annabeth girl say, for a while.

Then he destroys your home. And you hate him.

For four years, you detest him, you swear you'd kill him when you see him, you are sure the idea of having liked him horrifies you.

To prove it, you join the Amazons. The female warriors.

Your second-in-comand, Kinzie, once saw you and heard you muttering his cursed name like a forbidden word.

"Who is that, my queen?" she asked

You snapped at her and said "None of your business"

But, you realize, it's eating you away. Not seeing your sister, remembering what you thought were forgotten times… it looks like age is finally catching up with you. You are not the young, witch Barbie doll, no, you are the attractive, fearless, Amazon warrior.

You've changed.

But something, one thing, has stayed the same, you just don't want to admit it.

It takes him to be here for you to even think about it.

Of course, when you see him, beautiful green eyes, messy black hair, and a look of honesty and worry across his face, your cheeks flush and your heart beat quickens.

You immediately curse yourself for it, but the damage is done. You are weak in front of him.

He gives you the prove of his honesty according to Reyna, and you think, if Reyna trusted him, maybe…

Then it dawns on you. The way he talks about her, like a bit worried, as if unsure about her.

She likes him. Love him.

You are furious, you send him to jail, and you are exhausted. Exhausted of following the hero. You are the only person you need.

But, as you watch, Hazel, the demigod with golden eyes, seems captivated too. Her eye follows his movements, a wishful expression on her face.

Jason stared at Frank, pitying him. Frank was wide eyed. "If anyone can hear this, and you are not single, keep your girlfriend away from Percy Jackson!" He said jokingly. "I heard that!" Percy yelled.

She looks just like you, but nicer.

You cut her some slack. Maybe this girl will make him know, there are best girls than Annabeth out there. You secretly hope you are one of them.

But, as Hazel goes with Arion, making him know isn't enough. He has to be sure about your undying love.

Wait a minute, the only part of your brain that is still the Amazon warrior complains, before, you did not even admit you liked him, now it's undying love?

But, you realize as you stand watching Otrera, first queen of the Amazons, you do love him. And now, you are fighting for him, because, who is your sister compared to the love of your life?

And you fight and win for him. Twice.

And your lips long for his and you sing to him at night. You run to Camp Jupiter, to help him, and there he is, beautiful as always, fighting against the monsters, a look of determination in his eyes.

You sigh with longing. If only you hadn't been so foolish…

And then you charge. And you fight.

For him. Always for him. The love of your love, who could provoke your death with one word.

When the battle is over, and he has won, you can't help being hopeful. Maybe he does love you. He'll kiss you.

But, before you can test your theory, before you can even watch him laugh and smile and just…be himself, Reyna talks to you.

She tells you Percy's story, eyeing you with caution.

Everything sounds perfect, till she gets to one name.

"Annabeth? She's his girlfriend now?" you say, feeling hollow in the inside

Reyna winces, and you think, see, my love is deeper than yours. It may be that, or it may be she loves you more than anyone.

She nods "He remembered her. He must have loved her very much"

You let that sink in, and you just want to throw up. No, no, no, no, no. After coming to his aid, here's your sister telling you he's taken.

It can't be possible.

No.

You refuse.

You say goodbye, your voice not betraying any emotion at all, and you just lay in your bed, thinking about him.

He will never choose you, you realize, because you are just a simple secretary. For him, you were never anything more.

Now, you're the Queen, but, for him, you could've been President for all he cared. He loves the other one.

You sob into your pillow, and tell it your stories. It feels good to have something listen to you, even if it's a pillow and you're holding it so tight it can't get away.

The next morning, you are a mess.

You get out of your house, (one that looks like a praetor's) and go to find him.

You are confident you can get him. Make him forget Annabeth.

But, you go, and you see him, a stupid smile on his face, a look of emptiness in his eyes, and he just did it.

You're angry now.

Why can't he see it? Is he so blind as to never, ever, recognize someone is in love with him?

You shriek and go away from the dining room. You don't feel like seeing him. Ever again.

Then the boat lands, and you're a mess.

First, a guy who is blonde comes down. Flying.

You can guess he is Jason, but, after that, she comes down. She's more beautiful than ever, and she has a look of anguish painted in her face. You know that look from your sister, will he remember me?

But he does, and they kiss and they smile and it tears you apart. Your heart slowly breaks, and you're sure it will never be whole again.

Because the one thing Percy Jackson had, was a girlfriend. And one he loved more than he could ever love you.

You blame it on the Fates, but something is telling you, it's not their fault. It's his fault. So you swear to kill him if he ever gets in your way.

You don't care how long you have to wait, because revenge is a dish better served cold.

They all were silent after that. Percy stood up. "Goddamnit, Aphrodite! Just leave my love life alone!" He grumbled as he went into his bedroom again.

Frank was still staring. He quietly stood up and exited. "Poor Frank." Nico said. "Should we kill him?" Leo asked. "He's taking away too many girlfriends." Jason stared, wide eyed at Leo. "Are you serious?"

"Whatever! Let's just read!" Tony said, appearing out of nowhere. They all jumped. "What the heck?" Nico said. Tony rolled his eyes and grabbed the book.

Clarrise

"I'm getting tired of saying this, but damn Percy. Even got the heart of the coldblooded daughter of Ares." Leo said.

When you first see you, you grin and think, Yeah right, like this is a Big Three demigod.

You're prepared to kick butt.

But it doesn't work out that way. He practically embarrasses you in front of your cabin mates.

You're furious.

Before you know it, you're angry and already planning to take that stupid boy to take a ride with Charon.

Your cabinmates help. Heck, they're pretty much the ones who plan something, you're just too angry to care. You want to take him down.

Why? You ask yourself. Water is not that bad. You didn't mind getting wet. In fact, you liked to be in the water. You had always liked it. The sea used to be your favorite. What happened?

He happened. He came along and… he smells like the sea.

You tell yourself to snap out of it. What the hell? You aren't going to talk like a stupid Aphrodite girl. He doesn't smell like nothing.

When you catch him there, just, looking hot –wait a minute. He's not hot. He isn't.

You shake your head and, more angry than ever, with your siblings to back you up and a very, very beautiful image of Percy's green eyes…

You growl and start fighting him but, as soon as he hits the water, he is healed. It's magical, and you're astonished. He comes to you, he gets closer to you than it's appropriate, you blush, and he quickly wins the fight.

It is not a surprise when he is claimed a child of the Sea. And, you don't know why, but you are glad and happy. Maybe because that Annie girl is staying clear…

…

So what? He thinks he can just go on a quest, save the world, and beat your dad in the same week, and still expect you not to get revenge? Oh, he's a goner.

You have a plan to get rid of him. This time is a good one. You planned it with Malcolm, that Athena kid, who detests him almost as much as you do. But then he chickens out, saying he saved her sister's life a couple of times.

You just growl and decide to do it yourself. You just need to have him on the woods.

You follow him, and you are extremely pleased when Luke asks him for a walk. Perfect.

Then Luke brings out a scorpion.

You cover your mouth with your hand, because you know screaming won't do any good. You almost run back to find help, but you are not certain he will survive that long. So you stay, and ready your spear.

That's when the stupid scorpion bites.

You cry and run to him as soon as Luke is gone, but he doesn't see you. Of course he doesn't, you're not pretty or nice, he doesn't notice you. Shut up, you tell yourself, I just want to save him so I can get to kick his butt. It's not that you can't stand the thought of a life without him. Absolutely not.

So, when he runs and falls, of course he shouts for the tree nymphs, and not for you.

"That's just sad." Nico interrupted.

They run to him, distraught expressions on their green-ish faces. You growl at them and carry him to camp, running like Hades. But, when you are there, you just can't bring yourself to appear with Percy. What would you say? So you ask the tree nymphs to be quiet and do it for you.

That was your first mistake.

…

The second was when you won the chariot race.

It's just… how stupid are you? You should have helped the people! Your family! But…somehow…you just felt compelled to stay clear of Annabeth and Percy.

And, when he looks at you with a horrified expression in his face, like not able to believe you cared more about the race than the birds, you want to go on your knees and beg for forgiveness. But you're the daughter of the war god, so you just smirk and say a witty remark.

That night, they give you a quest.

The prophecy gives you headaches, and you feel stupid and useless because, you don't have friends, you realize. Not even your siblings like you, they fear you.

Even so, you embark yourself on the trip. A trip that is doomed to fail if you travel alone.

Because not even your brothers want to go with you.

Ares gives you the ship, and you are eternally grateful.

…

It is not until you see them fighting together you feel dead.

They're watching each other's backs. Percy looks at Annabeth with worry, his eyebrows all scrunched up, and you feel you're unable to breathe. Of course, the Cyclops is with him too, but you don't pay that thing much attention.

So, you just have to save their lives.

And, when he's there, grateful for once, you act cold and un-caring.

Because you can't let yourself care. You can't.

When you go against the monsters (Scylla and Caribdis) you make sure to go against his choices. You can't let him think you respect him.

Then the ship explodes, and you find the only available safe boat.

For hours, you look for him, you search for him, your hope that he is alive fading. And, when you are certain he couldn't have survived, you weep.

Instantly, you are surprised. You don't care about him, so, why do you mourn for him?

You have a feeling you won't like the answer.

So you just continue crying, and sobbing, and hugging your chest. Because he is gone, and you are a broken, life-less body.

And then, when you are done with the crying, you pull yourself together. He's just a punk, you tell yourself, and he doesn't deserve any of my tears. Still, you think maybe the Cyclops does. He did try to save the ship.

Annabeth doesn't. She is lower than the lowest to you. But you don't know why.

…

For days, you travel in your boat, with no food but some that was hidden inside a secret compartment in the boat, and you only drink a little bit of water every day.

But, as each day passes, you feel yourself wanting to let go. You think, what is life without him?
It is in that moment, that you realize you do not hate him.

…

When the Cyclops captures you, and you see Goat Boy, you almost cry with relief. Finally, a person…sort of. You were almost going crazy, days without anyone else.

And then, you see him.

He's come to the rescue.

You feel your heart beat faster, you feel your cheeks coloring, you feel the smile creep up on your depressed face. He's back. He's not dead. He's alive.

It is the best feeling you ever experienced.

…

When he gives you the Golden Fleece, and looks you in the eye, trust in them, you feel like, maybe, this trip has helped you.

…

The labyrinth is scary.

You are frightened and lost, and you've only just entered.

When you find Chris, Oh my gods, Chris, you almost die. He looks so dead, so crazy.

You take him back to camp.

…

When you see him, looking at Chris, you get an idea. Maybe, if you saved him, Percy would love you back. Maybe, if you healed his madness and showed kindness, he might see the good in you.

So you do. And it doesn't work.

He thinks you're in love with Chris.

Oh, how clueless is he?

Leo laughed weakheartedly. "Very." He said dryly.

…

You can't believe it.

It's your chariot. Can't he see that? Can't he just be on your side for once?

But he can't, can't he?

Slowly, you let Chris think you like him

It's not like you like him back, you just want to make Percy jealous.

Of course, he doesn't notice.

And you're angry.

I won't fight for you if you don't fight for me.

…

Seriously?

He wants you, the one he always ignored, to help him?

Is he crazy?

Can he be more of a stupid, oblivious, ignorant, horrible, person?

Can he mess up your life more?

Actually, you realize as you see him kiss Annabeth, he can.

Your heart is breaking slowly, and you think "It's about time"

You tell him that.

He doesn't get it.

Of course.

…

He disappears, and you're furious.

Can't he just stop making you confused?

You long for him, for his beautiful eyes shining, you long for the trust you once saw in them. And you long for his presence.

You scream and break everything you can.

Your siblings start getting worried. They look at you with caution and asked you what the hades is wrong with you.

I'm fine! You protest Don't talk to me!

Slowly, you try to convince yourself of that.

…

And, that night, in your room, you remember.

You remember crying for him, in that boat.

You remember burning his shroud, and nobody even bothering to ask if you were okay.

You remember him looking at Annabeth, as if she was the most important thing in the world.

And looking at you, a disgusted expression in his face.

You can feel anymore.

Suddenly, you just can't hold it in any longer.

You close your eyes.

…

And you don't wake up, because only a true love's kiss can break this curse that has been consuming you.

Sure, you moved around and fought and joked like any other day, but, on the inside, you were as dead as Silena.

As dead as can be.

Prince Charming, you thought, you didn't save me. You doomed me.

Tony closed the book. "And on that happy note, dinner."