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Title: The Most Sparkling Diamond – To Search and to Find
Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; kind of AU
PJatO Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, of course. They are all copyright by the old Greeks. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Warnings: shounen-ai, hetero, threesomes, rental love, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, pegging, mentions of rape/abuse, past child abuse, AU, shoujo-ai
Main Pairing: Jason/Nico/Percy, Frank/Hazel/Leo
Side Pairings: Jason/Nico (established), Frank/Hazel (established), Luke/Leo, Octavian/Percy, Malcolm/Katie, Jake/Will, Kayla/Nyssa, Kinzie/Phoebe, Reyna/Piper/Annabeth, Charles/Silena, Thalia/Bianca, Ethan/Alabaster, Luke/Octavian, Chris/Clarisse, Lou/Miranda, Shane/Lacy, Michael/Calypso, Tyson/Ella, Grover/Juniper, Gleeson/Mellie, Chiron/Lupa, Hades/Persephone, Zeus/Hera, Ares/Aphrodite, Erebos/Nyx, Aether/Hemera
Percy Jackson Characters:
Purple Oyster: Perseus Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Drew Tanaka, Lacy Hunnigan, Mitchell Logan, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Gabe Ugliano
Search for Percy: Nico di Angelo, Clarisse la Rue, Lou Ellen, Jason Grace, Chris Rodriguez, Reyna Anderson, Shadowchaser (Nico's pegasus stallion), Fighter (Clarisse's pegasus stallion), Wicca (Lou's unicorn mare), Trickster (Chris' pegasus stallion), Tempest, Scipio
On the run: Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Arion
Search for Hazel: Leo Valdez, Luke Castellan, Bianca di Angelo, Thalia Grace, Alabaster C. Torrington, Ethan Nakamura, Balance (Ethan's pegasus mare), Mrs. O'Leary, Festus
Still in Olympolis: Chiron, Lupa, Howard Claymore, Gleeson Hedge, Mellie, Grover Underwood, Juniper, Tyson, Ella, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Octavian Simmons, Malcolm Cage, Katie Gardner, Miranda Gardner, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Jake Mason, Will Solace, Austin Barton, Kayla Hein, Nyssa Black, Hylla Anderson, Kinzie Cohen, Zoe Nightshade, Phoebe Burge, Sherman Potter, Mark Meyer, Lee Fletcher, Michael Yew, Clovis Daver, Butch Knightley, Castor Liber, Pollux Liber, Dakota Elle, Shane McNabb, Christopher Clark, Harley Davis
Godly Characters: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Ares, Athena, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Hermes, Dionysus, Hestia, Hades, Persephone, Hemera, Aether, Nyx, Erebos, Chaos
Summary: This is an AU-story, but it's not a total AU. It still takes place in a universe with the Roman and Greek gods, all the characters we know and love are still children of their representative godly parents. But the two Great Prophecies never happened, none of the two wars happened and instead of visiting separated summer camps, all half-bloods live in a sheltered safe haven called Olympolis, where they actually live pretty normal lives with going to school, shopping, everything you need to be a regular teenager. If a demigod decides to live in Olympolis, they get to stay in special apartment buildings, where demigods live in rooming arrangements with each other. The city is protected by the magic of the gods, just as camp borders are. And aside from the average quest now and then, they actually live in peace.
At least until now.
A threat – older and more powerful than the Giants or Titans – emerges as the children of the oldest deity fight. The gods wish to keep out of the fight between Hemera and Nyx, but the older deities want to pull the demigods into their fight, to use them in their war. At first, no one is worried, because the demigods are safe in Olympolis. But then Poseidon and Pluto admit each having another child out there. So the four children of the Big Three, who already are living in Olympolis, are send out with the most powerful demigods of the city to search for those two forgotten half-bloods. What dangers and adventures await them? And can love bloom in the middle of a war?
The Most Sparkling Diamond
To Search and to Find
2. The Diamond Girl, the Wolf Boy and the Latino Imp
"Look, can't we just pay the next time we come here? Please?" She hated the pleading in her voice.
"No. Come, eat, pay. No pay, call police."
"No police!", exclaimed the girl frantically and shook her head.
"Look", growled the boy next to her, taking a protective step forward in front of his girl. "We've been here twenty times this month, can't you make an exception? We must have forgotten our wallet at home, we will pay you the next time?"
"No pay, I call police", repeated the man behind the counter with a stern glare.
The boy gritted his teeth, his sharp, distinguished Asian features hardening as he glared at the owner of the diner they were standing in. He gripped the counter hard with one hand, the other hand laid around his girlfriend's waist, a girl with a curvy, chocolate-skinned body, dark curls and deep, golden eyes. She was biting her lips in worry, one hand in her pocket. He knew she was playing with a diamond inside. They couldn't afford for the police to come here. Her eyes darted over to the door. They needed to get out of here if this took such a turn. Or to pay him with his own death.
"Scuse me, I don't mean to interrupt, but I have to hurry so I'd like to pay?"
The couple turned to glare at the intruder. Their eyes settled on an impish looking Latino boy, maybe a little younger than them. He had a sheepish grin on his face as he passed the money. The man behind the counter nodded pleased and took it, just to freeze and frown.
"Wait! Get change!", called the man surprised. "Is too much for one doughnut!"
"Put theirs on my bill too and it'll cover", shrugged the boy as he left.
The man was looking from the twenty dollar bill over to the Latino and then settled for the couple. He frowned for another second before he deemed it fit. Either way, he got his money. He nodded, signaling for the couple that they could leave without any trouble. The girl released a breath she had not noticed that she had been holding, gripping her boyfriend's hand.
"Frank", urged the dark-skinned female, pulling on his hand. "We should hurry home."
"Just a second, Hazel", muttered the Asian and turned into the direction the Latino had left for.
It truly was the wrong day to provoke Frank. Not that any day was good for that, because Frank was a short-tempered son of Mars with the ability to shift into an animal at will, which may happen more often when he was angry. But living on the street, being on the run with his girlfriend and having to constantly fear being caught and maybe separated from Hazel had been making him edgy. He remembered that once upon a time in Canada, he had been a soft and easy-going guy. But that seemed to far away now, like another life. Everything had changed for him when his grandmother had died, only leaving him a letter that was sending him to some odd city in Nevada in the USA. His life took a completely different turn when he had a run-in with a ruffled, ragged and rough beauty. Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto. The first other demi-god he had met. It had been exciting, at first. But when he had learned of the hardships of demi-gods, he got scared. So they decided to stick together. To not go to some strange city. To just be themselves, together.
That had been about three years ago now and the eighteen-years-old son of Mars could only barely remember how life had been when he had not been on the run with Hazel, crashing somewhere, anywhere, jobbing to earn whatever little money they had, fighting monsters and dodging other demi-gods. It was a hard and dangerous life, but he wouldn't trade it for anything, because he shared this life with Hazel and there could nothing be more wonderful than that.
"Hey, punk!", called Frank loudly as the Latino came into his view. "What were you thinking?!"
The little imp turned to look at him surprised and dumbfounded. The look changed to one of panic when he was pressed against the wall of the diner by a bull of a guy.
"W—What?", yelped the Latino wide-eyed.
"We're not some charity case you can throw money at, kiddo!", growled Frank irritated.
"I—I didn't mean it like that!", huffed the smaller boy a bit irritated and tried to shove the tall, broad Asian off, to no avail. "Let me go! I was just trying to be nice!"
Frank growled angered, but a delicate hand on his upper arm stopped him. He turned glowing yellow eyes on his girlfriend, the sight of her instantly calming him. His eyes changed back to their normal, warm brown color as he took a deep breath. Hazel looked concerned and was giving him one silent message through his eyes: Calm down, don't blow us. Still, his fists were shaking as he put the small Latino down (the kid was weighting less than Hazel even!).
"Sorry", smiled Hazel in the most charming and dazzling way. "My boyfriend is very old-school, I guess he feels offended that you came to our rescue. Thank you very much, by the way. I must have left my wallet at home. I'm Hazel, that's my boyfriend Frank, it's nice to meet you."
The kid looked reluctant, understandably so. Frank had just basically threatened his life (the boy had no idea how close the shifter had been to tear him apart) and now Hazel was suddenly being all nice and friendly. But her smile was so convincing that he shakingly took her offered hand.
"I'm Leo. And no problem", shrugged the Latino with an awkward laugh. "I know protective boyfriends when I see them. Have enough of those in my circle of friends."
"How can we repay you for helping us out, Leo?", smiled Hazel and tilted her head a bit.
Her dark, thick curls fell into her face, covering one of her stunningly golden eyes. Frank shook his head slightly. It was really hard to focus on anything else aside from Hazel when she was close.
"Actually... Uh, well... No, really. No", declined the Latino after a moment.
"Ah, but that sounds like there is something", chuckled the chocolate-skinned girl.
"Well", drawled the kid awkwardly. "I'm... kind of lost, you know? You guys don't happen to know your way around here and can tell me how to get to the downtown area?"
Frank wanted to bark a no, but Hazel beat him to it. "Of course. It's the least we can do. You saved us quite the time. If he would have called the police, we would have been stuck here for hours until this embarrassing matter would have been cleared. Come with us."
The daughter of Pluto had a bright smile on her lips as she took her boyfriend's hand and led the way toward the nearby bus-station, the Latino slowly trailing after them. Frank pointedly glared at his girlfriend, but she pretended to be unaware, happily chatting away about random, unimportant stuff with the foreign kid. Frank did not like this situation the least bit. As they reached the bus stop, the Latino walked up to them, telling Hazel something in a loud and excited voice, waving his hands wildly. With furrowed eyebrows did Frank look the kid up and down. If they were going to spend that much time with the boy, he needed to make sure that he wasn't a threat to either of them. The first thing the son of Mars noticed was that the Latino was small, he was at least one and a half, if not even two heads smaller than Frank and about half a head smaller than Hazel – not that that was hard seeing as she truly had model measures, tall and curvy. The Latino was now running one hand through his broad, black curls that fell slightly into his face. His very elvish face. Frank had to blink a bit stunned as he took the smaller boy's features in. He had a broad and excited grin on his lips, one that was nearly radiant and made his light, earthy brown eyes sparkle. He wasn't broad or muscular but rather looked quite frail somehow. Not a threat. And as far as it looked, there weren't any hidden weapons either. No threat at all. The bus arrived and the trio entered, the two still chatting teens entering first, facing each other slightly. Frank followed them and came to stand behind Leo, one arm wrapped around Hazel to make sure she stayed close. Taking a fast look around, Frank noticed that the bus was short of bursting. Probably a good thing, it gave him an excuse to get close enough to the Latino to take a sniff.
Frank was more than just a son of Mars. He had inherited a very keen ability from his mother's side of the family. The ability to shift into whatever animal he could imagine. This had come in quite handy when being on the run. He was a good fighter with a sword, but even a better one with claws and teeth, preferably as either a dragon or a wolf. Though the amount of shifting he had done in the past three years had caused him to keep some of his more animalistic trades even in his human form, hence all the growling he had done. But it had also made his senses keener, which had proved to be very convenient for them. He could sniff monsters before seeing them, which had rescued the couple quite often by now.
Taking a cautious step closer to the Latino, pretending to be pushed up against the boy because of how overly loaded the bus was, he leaned down some to sniff the smaller boy's neck. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, taking in the obviously younger boy's scent. His eyes opened fast, shifting to a glowing red and a deep yellow and back to their normal color in the fraction of a second. He hastily took two steps back, away from the little imp.
Too many things had invaded his nostrils at once. The first, the most prominent, smell was the main essence of the boy. It was the fragrance of oil and wood and fire, very much fire, burned ashes and metal. Like standing in the middle of a workshop. He knew that scent, it was the scent lingering on every demi-god child of Vulcan. With the years on the run, he had learned to distinguish the different smells of different demi-gods, like the rich earthy and deadly scent of children of the underworld or the fresh and flowery smell of children of Ceres or Prosperina, so he couldn't quite make sure if the realm had different deities, but he could sort them out a bit. There was another smell though, something he could only describe as what must be purely the Latino. A bit like caramel cookies and hot chocolate and fire, but a different kind of fire, like the one cackling in the fireplace where couples could cuddle in front of, a warm and soothing kind of fire. Overall, the kid smelled sweet and delicious and soft and good, something he had rarely ever smelt before. Shaking his head to get that odd thought out of it, he took a tentative step forward again to take another sniff.
There was a salty smell lingering on the Latino, though not the salty smell of the sea. He knew that one, him and Hazel had a run-in with a child of Neptune a couple of months ago. No, it was rather the smell of tears, of loneliness and sadness. Somehow that smell didn't sit right with Frank.
"Where do you have to go?", asked Frank, trying to keep the growl out of his voice.
"Weren't you listening to a word we've been saying in the last quarter hour?", chuckled Hazel.
"Not a problem", grinned the Latino reassuringly before turning to the son of Mars. "I was saying that I have to go to the... Black Rose Hotel near the park."
"I told him that that's not too far off from our place and that we could bring him. That's alright, isn't it, Frank?", asked the daughter of Pluto, her eyes hard and demanding, not accepting a no.
"Sure", shrugged the Canadian slowly. "Say, how did you get lost anyway? You're not living around here then, I assume. A tourist, or visiting someone?"
The delicate Latino squirmed under his intense glare and Frank couldn't blame the boy. He hadn't talked to the tinkerer since the threats in front of the diner, of course the kid would feel uncomfortable under Frank's undivided attention now.
"Tourist. I'm on a road trip with friends and we kind of split up because we couldn't decide what would be the most interesting thing around here. I didn't really pay attention where I was going and then I found myself in that diner", shrugged the smaller male with an embarrassed grin.
Someone from behind pushed Frank. Not much and he would have normally not even budged, but it was a good excuse to bump into the Latino until they were pressed against each other. His nose was buried in the surprisingly soft curls of the smaller boy so he could take a third smell. He tried to tell himself that he did not smell the boy again because his smell was so intoxicating. Frank gritted his teeth as he smelt someone else on the younger demi-god. Two people, a female and a male.
"Who are you traveling with?", wanted the son of Mars to know.
"Two friends", replied the Latino, blushing brightly at the close proximity between them.
"Must be nice", grinned Hazel interested. "Where are you heading? You said it's a road trip."
"We don't really have a destination", shrugged the smaller half-blood. "We're just... traveling through the US from city to city, wherever we want to go."
"Sounds like fun", grunted Frank a little envious.
Holidays, just doing what they pleased, it sounded like the kind of freedom Frank and Hazel couldn't afford Whenever a threat showed its mostly ugly head, they had to leave to wherever they had a chance to be safe at least for a little while.
"What about you guys?", asked the Latino curiously. "Were you born in this city?"
"We've move here a couple of months ago", replied Hazel easily. "Ah. Our stop. Come on, guys."
She grabbed both their hands to pull them out of the bus. Once outside, they took a look around.
"Well, where to go now?", wanted the tinkerer to know.
"I'm actually not quite sure", admitted the daughter of Pluto with a faint blush.
The curly-haired boy frowned and took another look around before his face brightened in a cute way and he bolted off. "I'll go and get a city map!"
Frank shook his head, observing how the other boy walked up to an info station where he was most likely going to get a map from. Without intending to, his eyes wandered down to stare at the surprisingly well-formed behind of the little imp.
"Fra~ank", chimed Hazel in a sweet voice, grabbing Frank's shirt to pull him down until their lips were only inches apart. "So, what do you think about him?"
"Hazel", huffed the son of Mars a bit exhausted. "He's a demi-god."
"Really?", blinked his girlfriend, obviously surprised. "Whose kid?"
"Vulcan. He smells like a workshop", snorted Frank.
"That's brilliant!", exclaimed Hazel with sparkling eyes. "Can we keep him then?"
The Canadian blinked a couple of times, staring stunned at the beautiful girl in front of him. That came as a surprise. He blinked another couple of times, wondering what she had been thinking.
"He's not a lost puppy, Hazel. We can't just pick him up from the street and keep him."
"B—But", started the daughter of Pluto with a pout. "Maybe he is still unclaimed, maybe he doesn't know who he is yet! What if those friends he's traveling with are innocent mortals that are endangered by traveling with a demi-god! I doubt he'd want to endanger anyone! And what if they get attacked by a monster? He doesn't look like he would stand a chance against any kind of monster! It would be better if we'd take him under our wings!"
"It would be too dangerous for him", hissed Frank, his eyes flickering yellow. "He's untrained, he's not strong. The life we lead would get him killed. We're no ordinary demi-gods, Haze. It's too dangerous to get anyone involved in this, I thought we agreed on that."
She bit her lips in guilt and let go of him, averting her eyes to stare at the pavement. As if to interrupt the tension between the couple, Leo came running back to them. No. Not Leo, no name, no getting attached to the cute Latino. Argh. Not cute either. No. Getting. Attached.
"Okay, so... Here. I have no idea where to find which street", grinned Leo sheepishly, shoving the map toward the couple. "You think you can find the right way?"
Frank huffed, feeling as if his wolfish sense of direction was being insulted. Taking the map, he took a good look, soon determining where they were and finding the street Leo's hotel was located at. It wasn't even far from their current location.
"Come on, I know where we have to go", growled Frank.
"Does he always growl that much?", whispered Leo softly.
"He's quite... animalistic", giggled Hazel, linking arms with Leo. "Especially in bed."
The son of Mars threw a glance at Leo to catch a brilliantly delicate blush on the caramel-skinned cheeks. Licking his lips, he led the way. That blush really looked delicious on Leo. The Latino. Argh. His mind needed to stop being a jerk to him. The other boy was neither cute nor intriguing or delicious and Frank was not getting attached to him. And why did he have one arm wrapped around the smaller boy's waist now?! Traitorous arm.
"How long will you be staying here?", asked Hazel curiously.
"We'll probably leave in the morning", shrugged Leo, his hands in his pockets.
They fell into a pleasant chat about all the places Leo had already been and where he wanted to go, though mostly Leo and Hazel were talking while Frank was quite content staring at them and taking deep breaths. He liked the way their scents smelt combined.
Sadly enough, only after about an hour of walking, the hotel came into sight. There were two people standing in front of it, obviously involved in a heated discussion. A beautiful girl with Italian features and a freckled brunette boy, as far as Frank could see from that distance. Leo gave a brilliant smile and ran off toward them. Once he was out of earshot, Hazel tugged on Frank's hand.
"Well?", demanded the daughter of Pluto to know. "Can we keep him now? Please?"
"We could-", started Frank softly as they walked closer.
But the change of the wind cut him off. The smell of the three teenagers was transported to them through the air. Leo's scent and the other two. One smelt of fire too, but not the warming kind like Leo, rather a very unpleasant and dangerous one, there was also something odd, like different herbs and stuff, reminding him of potions. The other however was what nearly frightened Frank. The same earthy and rich scent as Hazel, just darker, more like copper and death. That smell he knew all too well. They had once nearly encountered another child of Pluto before, a boy. Thinking of it, this girl looked quite a lot like him. Frank growled and grabbed Hazel's arm.
"It's them", spat the son of Mars, pulling her into a dark alley out of sight.
"What? What do you mean?", blinked the golden-eyed girl confused.
"They're all demi-gods. The girl is your half-sister! They must be of The Search", growled Frank.
Her eyes widened in fear as she stared over at the talking trio in disbelief. The son of Mars growled deep in his throat and shook himself, feeling his body shift. He stared at her with a silent command. She sighed, worrying her lips as she climbed onto his back and held his neck. Frank whined and flapped his wings, the mighty black pegasus lifting off into the air.
"But he's cute", whined the daughter of Pluto with a pout. "He simply can't be part of The Search. He's way too innocent and oblivious for that. He wouldn't stand a chance against either of us in a fight! It would be ridiculous to put him onto The Search!"
In his pegasus-form, Frank could only whine and roll his eyes in reply. Even though he had to silently agree to her. The last time they had a run-in with The Search, it had been a daughter of thunder, a one-eyed Japanese guy and a blonde surfer-dude with a long scar running down his face. The trio had been fierce and it had only been due to luck and a drop-by from the Minotaur, who had distracted the three for long enough so Frank and Hazel could sneak away without being seen by them. The Search had been after them for months now, but the couple had no idea what The Search wanted from them. All they knew was that each search party seemed to involve three demi-gods and one of them being a child of the Big Three. They had already encountered the daughter of thunder and a son of the underworld. He wasn't sure but he guessed the son of the sea they had briefly met a while back must have belonged to The Search too, not that they had stayed long enough to interrogate the green-eyed boy back then.
"I refuse to believe that he's one of them", murmured Hazel close to his ear, comfortably plastered against his back. "He's too cute for that."
Again, the Canadian had to agree. Leo truly was too cute. No. He wasn't cute and Frank did not care. Especially not if the boy truly was part of The Search. There was no way they could or would ever see the Latino again. Frank refused to risk his and Hazel's life just for a nice ass.
His eyes trailed down to look at the trio on the street. Leo was frantically running around, obviously looking for them. It send a stinging pain through Frank's being. The little imp had most likely spied on them and found out about their favorite diner, trying to track them down and make them trust him so he could easily lead them into a trap. He gritted his teeth and turned to to leave the city.