A/n:
I was given this idea by Anaklusmos15 (sorry if I spelt that wrong) and I really like it, I'm open to any ideas so please send them and I'll try to do them well. I hope you like this one. Enjoy. (:
Poseidon P.O.V
The Olympian council was freaked.
They would never admit it (obviously) but they were well and truly freaked. We hadn't heard from Percy in two weeks. Normally we would receive burnt offerings or the occasional prayer or even the head of Medusa (he was making a point), he normal sent something at least once every few days. But these two weeks... nothing.
Not even a prayer to ask to stop Annabeth from killing him (which were surprisingly common), we would've summoned him sooner, but Apollo had insisted we wait. Artemis was on the verge of killing her brother for not telling us why. But now, finally, Apollo had said that we could summon him.
"Alright, everyone ready?" Zeus was ever one for theatrics. Answers were given in the affirmative. "Then lets do this." We started to chant in ancient Greek and there was a flash of light in the centre of the throne room and my son appeared...on crutches.
WHAT?! Why was my son on crutches!? How was he hurt!? Why didn't he just use ambrosia or nectar to heal himself!? What was going on!? I was about to ask, but my younger brother beat me to the punch.
"What happened to you Perseus?" The King of the Gods never cared about demi-gods, but if I didn't know better I could have sworn on the Styx that I detected concern in his voice.
"Ummm..." Percy seemed unsure of himself, "Aren't you guys supposed to be all knowing? how do you not know?" He was never going to learn to show respect to those with the power to kill him was he, I know it was Zeus but still. Then again, he hadn't been killed yet...
"We cannot keep track of everything Hero, we have more important things to do with our time." Oh the arrogance.
"More important than a terrorist attack in which 13 (A/n: sorry if I got the number wrong, I couldn't remember the exact amount) people were brutally murdered?" WHAT!?
My brother's eyes seemed to pop out of his head when he heard this. He clutched the side of his throne as hard as I was clutching my trident.
"What does a mortal terrorist attack have to do with you being on crutches, son?" I didn't want my suspicions to be correct.
"How do you not know?" He seemed truly surprised, "I mean, Apollo's been caring for me." APOLLO!
The god of medicine must have heard mine, and the other's, mental shouts because he cringed.
"Look, I didn't want you freakin' out an' stressin' him before he had completely recovered! He was shot TWICE fro crying out loud!" I heard gasps throughout the room and had to supress one of my own.
"SHOT!?" I was not happy. Why didn't I know about this!? He was my son!? My little boy was shot by some mortal terrorists and I didn't know about it immediately!? I should have sensed something sooner. Why didn't I sense my own child coming so close to death!?
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Artemis P.O.V
He had been shot!
Perseus Achilles Jackson, son of Poseidon, twice over saviour of Olympus, saviour of ME and many other things had been shot-TWICE-by some mortal scum of a man!
"How did they manage to shoot you?" Uncle Hades, I should have thought to ask that, with his reflexes he wouldn't have allowed himself to get shot once, especially not TWICE.
"Ummm.." Percy looked almost embarrassed, he was a man, he must have let himself get distracted probably looking at a lovely maiden, "Well...there was this woman..." Ha! I knew it! Men are all the same. I continued my mental tirade for a while, then I noticed him speaking again."...the man was going to shoot her so I had to stop him, and I-I wouldn't have been able to disarm him without using by powers and endangering my friends," he was worried about his friends, so he risked his life? "so I had to...kinda...ummm...jump in font of her." He said it almost as a question.
He jumped in front of a woman to save her because any other course of action would have would have endangered his friends or a woman dying that he practically sacrificed himself! A man being so selfless! How?! Maybe this man did deserve a tiny bit of respect...
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Athena P.O.V
This boy had my disgust for the entire time I knew him. True disgust! And here he was, telling us that he had taken TWO bullets for some he'd never known! And he could've gotten out easily by either just letting the woman die or exposing the mythological world and letting someone else deal with it. But instead he had almost gotten himself killed to help someone else and protect himself. I couldn't be...couldn't be wrong...could I?
Wrong about a boy?!
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Ares P.O.V (bet you didn't expect that huh)
The punk jumped in front of someone. I would've just peat the shit outa' the guy, no need to go all wimpy and take the easy route.
(A/n: Oh the arrogance)
Then again, I suppose that was quite some battle bravery...
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Poseidon P.O.V
My son jumped in front of someone he didn't know and took bullets for her. My son. I couldn't be prouder.
"That was very brave, son." I told him.
He looked at me like I had grown an extra head. He knew that I was proud of him. Didn't he? Of course he did, I'd told hi-I'd told him hadn't I? No!
"Percy, I'm proud of you, my boy. You have saved many." He looked so stunned, as if Kronos had come and danced a chicken dance in front of him. (A/n: I wonder where Percy gats his weird imagination and talent for description...) How could me, his father, saying I'm proud of him shock him so much.
Well I was, incredibly proud of him and I couldn't wish for a better son.
I would always be proud of him.
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(Still Poseidon)
"I think he deserves a reward." Apollo, always Apollo.
"Yeah something cool, like a cabin of his own, a new car or something under the sea. Or all three!" And Hermes of course. But, for once, I agreed with the trouble makers.
"Zeus." I prompted. The Lord of the skies sighed, but I guess Percy's bravery had turned even him around.
"All in favour?" Surprisingly, he himself raised his hand...and so did everyone else. EVEN ARES! HOLY- "Motion carried. What should we grant him?"
Apollo and Hermes piped up again, "I think we should all get him something. One thing from each of us to show him how much we appreciate him." The sun god was beaming one of those blinding grins again.
"Now hold on!" Ares, "I never said anythin' 'bout appreciatin' the punk-"
"Suck it up Ares! You raised your hand, you can't take it back now." Oh Hermes. Ares proceeded to mutter angrily under his breath at that comment.
And just like that, my son was finally appreciated by the Gods.
A/n:
Before anyone asks, I'm going to have him presented with the gifts from each God/Goddess personally later on (and the ones that actually like him may present him with more than one). I hope you liked that, I liked the idea and tried to pull it off. I hope it worked. Please review and tell me how I can improve or with new ideas. :)
-Samantha2611