Summary: Percy Jackson. All gone. Forced to become an immortal consort for the Olympians. He leads them to the Holy Land. Due North. He is all gone. His love life. His mortal family. His soul. Nothing is important any more. Just him and his all out forced devotion.
I took inspiration after this story ↓
I recommend you read Conquest of Paradise by Felicity Dream. I'm not sure of its on wattpad but I know for sure its on .
WARNING WILL BE SWEARING AND MAYBE MORE INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE.
Chapter 3: Step 2
It was crowded, as usual, walking down the streets of the Big Apple, also known as New York City.
A big city with a big heart, yet the people there seemed to not have love for anybody.
Only a few, and they were the ones who looked slightly insane. You find love in the strangest places after all.
Four Olympian gods walked down the busy streets of Times Square passing all the busy shops, and bright obnoxious billboards, all the while smirking amused at the boys and girls who whispered and stared as the gods passed.
Apollo, Aries, Dionysus, and Hermes continued on their way, the busy streets seeming to separate slightly, to clear the way.
The occasional person or group would be pushing through them, making them separate slightly, but only for a moment.
In New York, shoving is rude, pushing is sport. The gods didn't take this to heart, though they would give the occasional glare.
It seemed there was no other way; it was completely natural for the citizens of NYC.
The four powerful gods continued towards the restaurant called the Bubba Gump Shrimp Co. where a teenage Percy Jackson worked as a waiter.
They sat at a booth on the top floor next to the large bay windows over looking the crowded streets of Times Square, where numerous superhero and drama filled movies were made; where millions of tourist, travelers, and locals would push through the crowd, pictures being taken at every corner.
They entered the restaurant seating themselves, Dionysus and Aries sat side by side on the right while Apollo and Hermes occupied the left side of the red and brown wooden booth.
The gods looked around, from the streets below to the decorations of the room.
The familiar face of Percy Jackson headed towards the table occupying the Olympians, holding on to menus with his work shirt and worn down blue pants on, with a black apron wrapped around his waist holding several blue and green pens and a notepad with straws.
"Hello guys, my name is Percy and I will be your server today." He said while handing out the menus to the four," I am going to explain the two licence plates on your table. Ok so the red plate is for when you need something such as a refill of drinks or if you want anything; the blue sign is to tell me that you guys are good and enjoying everything, alright? Can I start you guys off with any drinks?" He said with a smile, while the gods looked up at him with smiles.
Percy got out his little notepad with a cheap blue ball point pen.
Apollo gave the waiter a blinding smile, full of straight pearly white teeth," I'm going to have the Blood Orange Margarita."
Aries with his arm crossed across his chest, said gruffly with his sunglasses still resting in front of his eyes hiding his otherwise obvious checking of the boy out,"Draft Beer."
Hermes sat a bit straighter with his arms resting crossed in front of him on the wooden table that was adorned with little knick nackes under a clear coat of polish," Surprise me."
Percy smirked," Ok. How about you sir?"
Dionysus smiled slightly at being called sir, he was being called that without even telling the demigod that he was a god, he would give this kind of respect to regular mortals, the god would have never thought of even doing that," Surprise me." he said giving a pointed look and sly smirk at his older half brother.
Hermes glared at him and gave him a kick under the table making Dionysus flinch and glare at him while Percy watched on in amusement.
"May I please see your IDs?" He said, amusement still flashing through his eyes at the friendly encounter.
The four pulled out their wallets filled with drachmas, magically making it the green cash of Americans and handing them their drivers licenses with their cover names.
Percy's eyebrows raised as he looked at the dates, he gave a pointed look at Aries with a little smirk and narrowed but happy eyes, making Aries frown in confusion.
"Alright everything's good. I will be back with your drinks." Percy said with a smile and turned on his heels, heading toward the bar area on the other side of the restaurant.
The gods eyes following Percy's every move closely, some looking a bit to low, specifically staring at the boys ass, that was covered in tight old blue jeans.
Hermes let out a slight breath he didn't realise he was holding. He turned to his half brothers, "Well then, we got lucky." He said smiling wickedly, his canines seeming to poke out a bit more than a usual persons.
The others nodded, Aries glaring at all of the other guest, only some of them opting to give him confused glances and frowns.
Aries grit out with his teeth clenched, "Their staring at Percy." He said to his confused brothers. Their eyes widened then narrowed dangerously as they too started glaring at everybody, making the tension in the room rise highly.
The tall teenager with raven black hair headed back to the gods table with a black flat board table loaded with drinks.
Percy gave the Draft Beer to Aries," For the badass", then Apollo Margarita," For the ray of sunshine."
The two were ultimately pleased, while the other gods glared in jealously.
Percy looked at Dionysus," For you I chose a the Lava Flow. It's got a kick.
Then for you," he said handing the drink to Hermes," you get an Alabama Southern Punch. Enjoy the drinks. What would you guys like for dinner?"
The gods provided to give their food choices to the demigod. After repeating what happens before the drinks arrived, just with new people all around occupying the booths.
After all, the gods were just a distraction. Artemis was hunting the demigods pets. Mrs. O'Leary and Blackjack.
Mrs. O'Leary was supposed to be in the underworld but was pushed out by Hades and was being hunted by the huntress.
While Blackjack was hanging round in Alaska with Arion, now also being hunted by the experienced killer.
The four gods were their just to stop the Iris Messages from getting to the son of Poseidon. Also spying on him. They were falling for him.
The couldn't help themselves, just as sailors were attracted to sirens and crashed, they were attracted to Percy and were falling.
Falling harder then they thought, harder then they needed, falling deep, drowning.
They were so deep in their glaring that they didn't notice the green eyed boy they were falling for,"Heres your food. Enjoy. Also while I'm here many guest are uncomfortable with you constantly glaring, so please chill that down a little,"he laughed his pearly white teeth shining through with his smile,"I'll come back in a few to check in you guys, enjoy."
The once glaring gods faces softened at the demigod.
"Sorry," Hermes said smiling sheepishly and slouching slightly, staring Percy straight in the eyes.
Percy's breath caught in his throat, this guy's eyes were so blue. Blue is Percys favorite color, he would say that his eye color was just the right shade of Colbat. Shimmering and sparkling, seeming to move.
It was mesmerizing.
Someone at the table coughed, Percy shook out of his stupor. He blushed, they had been staring way to long. It was strange. He wasn't used to the attention, though wolf whistles were often heard around him, he thought it was just normal people, the looking at their girlfriends or wives; all the while enjoying the night.
It was New York, the place was magical. No one could deny that.
There was a sudden wave of excitement, the crowd smiling and staring as a long line of workers made there way towards the Olympians table, in front of them was Percy holding a rather big bowl of ice cream while the people following him were carrying tambourines.
"Happy Birthday Aaron!" Percy yelled.
"One, two, three! Happy, happy birthday,
We're really glad you came,
Happy, happy birthday,
From the lobster gang!
We hope you had a good time,
On this, your special day,
So have a happy birthday!
Hooray! Hooray! Hooray!
Hey!"
All the while clapping and singing off key along with the tambourines.
Ares or 'Aaron' blushed. His brothers laughed at him. He glared.
Ares gazed softened as it landed on the smiling boy who set down a few scoops of vanilla ice cream residing in a bowl with four spoons in total, swimming the other spoons were for his brothers.
He threw his head back and laughed.
They paid for their dinner, giving Percy a generous tip of 500 dollars and walked out.
A brunette girl, maybe twelve years old dressed in a silver jacket and pants stood out in the crowd of people. Artemis.
A panicked," Wait!" Called from behind them. The gods and goddesses turned utterly confused with startled expressions, it was Percy.
"You guys accidently gave me 500 dollars for a tip." He said his face wide and panicked.
The gods smiled, Artemisia just raised a well trained eyebrow. She couldn't help but do a little blush. He just had the cutest baby seal eyes.
"It was no accident." Ares said, his voice husky.
Percy stared. " Are you sure."
"Completely."
He tilted his head. "110 percent sure."
"Yes."
"Are. You. Sure."
"Yes." they laughed.
Percy was completely awestruck.
He struck out at the closet thing.
He tackled Dionysus in a hug, "You guys are fucking amazing. Thank you soooo so so much."
Dionysus hugged him back laughing, the warmth of Percy and himself sinking into each other. Dionysus enjoyed the warmth greatly, he was calm.
Percy smiled and ran back to the restaurant, turning back twice to make sure they didn't want the money back.
Artemis cleared her throat, slightly jealous, "Step two is complete".
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This is a kinda fluffy chapter in my opinion. Goodbye Mrs.O'Leary and Blackjack!