Luke had to admit nothing he tried so far had helped silence thaws pesky voices in his head , like helping a gender swapped son/ daughter of Poseidon. It crossed his mind that perhaps Kronos is so bemused whit this situation...ore shocked, that he has nothing to say. For now at list. Jumping between the cabins in the dark, careful to avoid cleaning harpies he made his way whit a backpack full of clothes he managed to snag from the children of Aphrodite (they haw parts of there closet they don't even remember hawing, so its not like they would miss them ore something. ) two more bottles of alcohol and toiletries for girls. (How is it that picking out hygienic pads is more embarrassing than picking out underwear? Strange..) The moment he stepped on to the porch and was a bout to knock on the door, it swung open and, a feminine hand grabbed him whit uncharacteristic brutality and force. Yanking the boy inside like a sack of potatoes. If not for the thief's grace he would face planted the sandy floor. Instead he just rolled on to it and came out in a crouching position.

"Tell me no one saw you…"She whispered pulling the back pack from him like it was the elixir of life. Then again it's no surprise , sync her pants got torn going true the window she had only his t-shirt. Witch ended right before covering her…ah…rose garden? Jeh lets call it that. Luke mused, feeling a bit poetic. He had absolutely no intention of getting up from his position, bah there was an urge to lie on the ground just to watch her fine sculpted, Olympic swimmers ass from below. She didn't judge, bah she totally ignored him.

It was nice to meat a girl that wasn't falsely modest , not like the Aphrodite girls...constant teases...or havens forbid Atrtemis huntress. He shuddered at the though. Nothing is worth an arrow up where the sun wont shine on.

"Luke…I though you were going to get me clothes!" Percy growled angrily.

" I did!"

She's now holding a pair of panties (the skimpy kind) made out of green and black lace.

"This is not clothes Luke…this...Hades I don't know what this is...but it's not clothes!

I raised an eyebrow at her.

Either I'm imagining things ore..

"You we never seen a girl undress haw you?"

Percy blushed at the blunt comment and turned a round rummaging true his back pack again.

"Of curse iv see them...I case you haw not noticed I'm one now!

Luke plopped him self on her bed, he really tried not to laugh but apparently that smile betrayed his intentions.

"What?"

"You're a virgin…"I mouthed. She blushed.

"grr.. so I am! "She fumed tossing the panties at me "Is that against the state law ore something?!"

"Hey now...calm down honey if you're going to get angry at everything I'm not even going to ask you whether you smell like fishes down there" He chuckled. Percy blinked.

"Why on Poseidon's trident would I smell like a fish ?"

"You know what they say…and sync you're the kid of the see god" The blond rolled his hand emphasizing the pause he made, allowing the newly turned girl to process his hint. Surprisingly she gave him a stink aye of comprehension. Percy seamed torn between the urge to slap him and something ells.

"Get to the point Castellan.."

"I haw a point?"

Dread filled him, she seamed a liter bit to confident suddenly. That smirk, a light in her ayes that stirred a fire inside, and that seductive voice.

"Come on out, whit it Castellan" She purred getting on all fours and crawling to forward like a predator. Luke gulped...oh this wasn't good." I saw the way you look at me.." Percy got closer and, closer " You…"step closer "Want " she's now on him, her breasts gliding over his chest" To…fuck me.." A whisper straight in to his ear…and...he cant hear anything ells except the sound of blood in his ears. The world is burning and Luke burns whit it.

"I…I…" That silver tongue seemed to melt away leaving him feeling naked and venerable like a kid…and that evoked anger. He never ever wanted to fell like that ! Never! I don't want to be a child afraid of a mother any more! Before he knew what was happening. The blond showed her away, hard. Percy squeaked and fell off the bed. As the demons of the past subsided, it dawned on him what happened.

"Shit...Percy?! Are you...oh shit.." She wasn't moving , just lie there on the sandy hard floor , unconscious a bruise forming on her forehead .

"Poseidon is going to kill me.." He muttered, getting down and puling the girl in to his arms. Trying to rouse her. Desperately the thief scanned the room , finally he grabbed a glass from the window-sill and field it whit water from the fountain. It was a gift from Poseidon so it might just help. Cautiously, almost expecting the water to pull him in ore something, he filled it. Fortunately either the gods aren't looking ( nothing new) ore they don't care ( sad sigh) . This prove the be a weary good move, just that small amount of liquid healed the bruise and managed to bring her back

"Castellan…you are...a total dick" Percy whispered, opening his ayes.

"I'm a dick? What the hell was that suppose to be?!" He snapped at her giving way to his nerves.

"That was me roving I watch porn to, idiot. I am not that innocent nor that stupid not to get you're dirty jokes. Not to mention I wont dress up like a red tube star , because you want it!" she rants.
"That is not why I brought it to you!" He tried defending what he brought.

"Oh jeh? So pray tell me. Why did you give a guy just turned a girl a laced corset? And matching panties if you did not expect a show...because I doubt it was for comfort sake."

Okay, busted…admittedly he hoped Percy would be more or less innocent whit this. Luke stiffened he was a bout to say sorry but, his Hermes genes kicked in and they said 'never confess'.

"If you're going to sneer at my gift I might just take it back" He barked.

Percy rolled her ayes and groaned angrily

"I'm a guy Luke, com tomorrow ill be one again! If you haw something you want to try just say it! Just don't insult my intelligence"

I looked at her.

"Are you suggesting?"

"Not suggesting anything" She crossed her arms ,blushing "You just obviously want to either see something or try it. Tell me what it is and ill tell you whether you haw a prayer."

Hym so this night just got interesting. Luke thought.

"Okay...so...I suppose we can drink a bit and talk…bout this hanged...how dos it fell any how" He gave in to his curiosity at the same time trying to be subtle and not, scar ore creep him/her out.

"Strange "She answered. "I fell my whole balance off I cant get use to thaws two things bouncing a round every time I move…"

" I thing that's what a bra if for." Luke answered nodding. Percy was stile Percy as it seamed only in a new suite. She stood up and looked true the stuff again finally finding the bra he got her. He tried to pick the right size but his no expert on the subject (not bout putting them on , any how). And as it seemed he was wrong.

"Luke…help me" She wined and. He got a bit harder. Dam it. He wont be able to mask it if she continues. Slowly standing behind her and helping to put it on even do he wanted nothing more to take it of.

"It's tight. My breasts are squeezed…and the lace is pinching my nipples "The girl wined sweetly. Whit a hidden diabolical spark in her ayes. That's it! Percy Jackson as a girl, is evil

"Ill be right back" He turned quickly on his foot and made way towards the bathroom.

"Problem? "Percy asked voice oozing whit honey.

So maybe she's not as spiteful as the kids from the pink cabin, but damm it all, she's learning fast. Luke wondered briefly if this kind of behavior is a byproduct of the curse ore just being a woman. He didn't remember being this hard sync his first wet dreams started. Imagination was running wild whit him, and all the blond cud se were see green ayes and her smile. Fucking Aphrodite!

When Luke returned to the room Percy was sitting cross legged on the bed, in her bra and panties he got her, already nursing a glass of alcohol in her hand. Holding the other between her legs , presumably so it doesn't spill. She looks up and smiles. Luks hest tightens, and he cud swear he hear a deep eerie chuckle in the back of my mind. The son of Poseidon takes the glass and holds it up for him.

"Thanks" The blond whispered taking it and sitting next to her. Suddenly it donned on him. This situation what he did in the bathroom thinking of her. Its not okay.

"Were being manipulated by her.." He muttered whit resentment.

"By who?" she asked carefully sipping her alcohol.

"By Aphrodite! That bitch is playing us like her accessories in one big dooly house! Spoiled brat, even by the Olympians standards."

"hym,.."

"Its not fear…we cant haw normal lives, because of them our parents are miserable, pining over people that they can never get and resenting us there children because where the only memento there ever get from there lovers, or maybe more precisely a memory of some on that fucked them and dumped! Our 'godly' parents care only when they fuck up and they need some on to clan there mess up!"

"That's a lot of bitterness Luke "Percy answered after a moment , but at the same timenodded quietly. She agreed, and he fells…hope, maybe she/he cud be persuade to join? What they cud do together.

Choosing his words he started.

"I would erase them from history if I cud...the world doesn't need them. The onli thing they caused is misery and wars." He can't keep the bitterness and anger out of his voice fully.

Percy gave him a sad sigh. The traitor to be cud fell it she wasn't a 100% on her dads side, he smelled it like a bloodhound. The boy/girl was to new to this, not fully embracing how her father while use her. At that moment Luke swore to him self

He would prove to her.

He would make it so that Percy Jackson would fell utterly alone and forsaken by the gods, so that she would take her rightful place by his side at the helm of revolution!

Luke placed a hand on her knee, creasing it lightly, soothingly.

The res of the night was them talking bout all sorts of stuff. Her bout her step dad and mom. A bit bout boarding schools, a bit bout His travels…all of that was intermixed whit the occasional dirty joke at her ore his expense. He feels lust raising whit in him like the full moon out side. She was drawing the blond in like the ocean, and he hadn't even noticed the voice whispering in the back of his head how I should sample this fruited before its tainted by some one ells. So…somewhere a after the quarter of the next bottle in the middle of the night. He preached to the darkness of his own mind.

I Luke Castellan son of Hermes , the bringer of revolution , stole the first blood red rose of the oceans garden.

Poseidon can growl all he wants. I regret nothing.