Zane Williams and The Gods of Olympus

by thesuperone342

Ever felt like Jason Grace is a complete disappointment and a failure to what a son of Zeus should be? Ever feel like Thalia was a waste and was thrown away too quickly? Well, this is the fanfiction for you. Join Zane Williams on his quest to be the strongest. Current Arc: The Last Olympian. Yaoi. (Anime Elements/AU) [Bad First Chapter, Needs Rewrite]

33. I Cheat On My Boyfriends

Alright, boys. Chapter thirty one is here! This train keeps on trucking and it won't stop until I'm done with this story, which could be quite a while. So last chapter we had a big little twist on the normal Telkhine scene, with Percy sacrificing himself and Zane being blasted off into the sky. Time to see the aftermath of that, which I really, really am hyped to write. But first, let's get into some reviews.

Echoxenvy: "Okay. Wow.

Great chapter. Seriously, this was my favorite from book four so far. It was emotional, and just well written as a whole. I don't even know how to sum it up into a few sentences but I'll try.

The Hephaestus scene was good, and I liked how he talked about Hera and revealed the truth, also about Typhon. It truly shows how powerful the monster is, if Zeus is the one that has to deal with him. Can't wait to see what you do with the beast in the next book.

I loved the interactions, and even Arthur starting to come around. The scene where they split up was well done and emotional. I liked Arthur and Taylor going with them, on Arthur's part, it shows that he's warming up to the group, and has courage. On Taylor's part, it says a lot about his character that he's really trying to make amends with Arthur. If he wanted, he could just forget the whole thing and say screw it, because it's not like Arthur can get revenge or anything, but Taylor wants to make it right, because he knew what he did was wrong, and I love that. One of the top 5 characters in this fic.

Now for the best character besides Zane. Percy. Man oh man this was a sad one. From the chapter title to his sacrifice, it nearly broke me. Saddest moment in this story so far, definitely. Prometheus showing up, it was a clear sign that they were in deep trouble, and with Zane injured, it was the perfect set up for Percy to do what he did. But man, you really made it emotional. From him calling Zane his brother to asking Zane to tell Annabeth he loves her for him. It was sad man, and the aftermath is going to be even worse. In canon, there was a two week period where Percy didn't return I think, and everyone at camp was basically broken, and Annabeth devastated. Can't wait to see her reaction, along with everybody else's, but hers especially. Zane needs to be there for her after Calypso's Island, and I hope you display that relationship in the next chapter. His brother, essentially, and his girlfriend grieving. Man this is going to destroy both Zane and Annabeth.

I love character development lol, and deaths. Can't you tell? I killed off a favorite in my own story for crying out loud. Although I hope Percy's not actually dead.

Anyway, sorry if this one was long, but I had a lot to say. This was spectacular. Can't wait for the next, hope it's out soon."

Response: Thanks for the review, man. This was the chapter you were waiting for, the big one. I'm glad you liked everything else, but I'm going to talk about the Percy scene lol. One of my favorite scenes I've ever written in my life, beside Matt vs Zane. Actually I think this even beats that in terms of enjoyment for me. You pretty much covered everything in your review, so I don't actually have much to say lol. I hope you enjoy this chapter, and everything is up to your expectations.

FabulousOutlaw58: "That ending did not just happen. Superone...don't you dare.

Even if I can't accept it, it was damn well written, as was the rest of the chapter. I don't have much to say here except you better not have actually done this. I mean I'll still read the story but damn"

Response: Oh ho ho. You'll see if it happened or not very soon. Thanks for the review and I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Merrik69: "Wasn't expecting that, even though the same thing pretty much happens in canon. Again, I like the changes you make, it keeps everyone engaged and the plot fairly unpredictable, even though this is basically a retelling of the series with a different MC. Having Percy "sacrifice" himself (Let's admit, we all know he's not dead.) And Zane be the one to go to Calypso's Island, is a great change. It was quite emotional. Zane and Percy's bond is one of the best things about this fic, and I love every moment, so Zane thinking that he's dead is pretty heartbreaking, and I can't even imagine Annabeth's reaction. She's going to be heart shattered when she finds out, and I can imagine this is going to open up a temporary arc for Zane, overcoming essentially his brother's death. Man, the next chapter is going to be insane. One thing I wonder though, how will things go with Calypso? Since Zane is gay, I see him just leaving immediately. But then again, Calypso is technically a demi-titan, and immortal, so she has various powers on her own, and I can imagine she can turn into a boy if she wants. So if she does, and Zane reeling from Percy's "death" I can see him being tempted to stay. It would be very interesting if Zane gave in and had relations with Calypso, eventually coming clean about it, and making the Taylor Nico romance even stronger, because I know if it happens, Zane will feel guilty about it. Very excited for the next chapters, this arc is turning out to be the best so far."

Response: Thanks for the review, bro. Yeah, it's pretty similar to canon, only a few keys differences. And yes, this is basically a retelling with a different mc, but eventually it will become original stuff. As for if Percy's actually dead, hehe, you'll see. I love Percy and Zane's bond as well, so it was pretty hard to write that scene, ngl. And with how things are going to come with Calypso, well, that will definitely be very, very focused on in this chapter. Hell, it's most of the chapter lol. Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter.

Shadowhunter2077: "Man this chapter was something else and the cliffhanger was just incredible, I don't know if you actually did that or if you're going to stick with the canon but if you actually did man that's a very bold move and I respect that.

Also good way to introduce Typhon, a monster that is so powerful to the point that Zeus himself needs to make sure he don't try anything while the flame move is good way to show powerful that thing is.

Nice to see Arthur becoming a mature person, like what Taylor did was wrong but that don't give him the reason to be a ass to everyone."

Response: Thanks for the review, my man. As for if I actually did it, well, you'll have to read to find out lol. And yes, Typhon is immensely powerful, and will be quite the threat in the later parts of the story. Can't wait for that to be portrayed. And yes, Arthur is coming around, don't worry. Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter.

ReaperKurosaki: "This was so sad. Percy is now my favorite character in the fic, even though he's the MC in canon, he somehow feels a little different in this fic. I don't know why, but maybe it's the way you write him, or that the story is in another perspective. Either way, one thing hasn't changed, his selflessness. It's in full display here, and I love it. First though, I liked everything leading up to it, and that the Pan storyline is still happening. Arthur and Taylor splitting up was well done, and says a lot about their characters. The main thing though is of course, the sacrifice. Whether it's real or not, it was emotional, and significant. Your using Prometheus very smart, only having him show up when necessary. The aftermath of this is going to be insane, with Zane dealing with it, and of course telling the camp, and Annabeth. Those two will need each other through out this ordeal. I know Calypso is next, so I'm very very interested to see how you handle that. On the edge of my seat, man."

Response: Damn, Percy best character now? Sick, bro. I think he's a little different in this simple from the aura he exudes. He's so much more powerful than his canon self that it's laughable, so he has some of that confidence only people with that level of strength could have. Also, in the original books, Percy was a little bit blank at first as a character, kind of like Harry Potter, mostly so a lot of exposition could be stated, but he comes into his own as a character later own, especially in HoO. I didn't have that in this, and he started as a more fleshed out character earlier on, not to mention he's a bit more serious and has gone through different arcs. Anyway, I know you can't wait any longer, so here's the chapter bro. Hope you enjoy it.

Alright, enough with reviews. Let's blow this pop-stand.

(Disclaimer: I don't own anything portrayed here (Except the OCs). If the fact that this is on a Fanfiction site didn't tip you off, you're fucking retarded.)

(WARNING: This chapter is really, really gay. There's another warning down the line in the story, but this is an initial one.)

(000)

The first thing that went through my mind when my vision returned was how shitty I felt. I felt as if every muscle In my body had been stretched, torn and ripped apart, only to knit themselves back together as shittlily as possible.

I felt water run over me, before slamming down close to where I lied against a rocky shore. Groaning, I pushed myself off my stomach and onto my back, trying to get a glimpse of where I was.

The first thing I noticed is that I was on an island, laying against the stone shore as small waves brushed over me. Water normally would try to kill me and tear me to pieces due to my parentage, but it left me alone at the moment.

I looked up in the air, seeing the clear, almost painfully blue sky. The smell of sweet scented plants filled my nose and the sound of running water filled my ears, as if it was running from a fountain.

I tried to push myself off the ground and stand up, only for every muscle in my body to spasm, and for me to collapse back on the ground.

I felt even weaker than I did after Vegeta Final Atonementing those grey men over six months ago, and that was saying something.

Before I could even attempt to get up once more, a hand on my shoulder stopped me. "Stay still. You are too weak to rise." The words were definitely feminine, but from the ground I couldn't get a good look on the speaker.

Ignoring the words of whoever spoke, I pushed myself up off the ground with every scrap of strength I could muster. I shakily stood up on the rocky shore, my legs more wobbly and shaky than jello. I heard the voice speak in surprise. "You are quite tenacious, hero."

Now barely standing, I got a good look on the person who spoke. It was a woman, or I should say a teenage girl. She looked maybe sixteen, but she could have easily been older or younger.

Her face was one of those ageless ones you say on a select few people. She was around five foot six and had a lithe build. She had long, caramel brown hair pulled into a single braid down her back.

She didn't have much of a figure in the chest department, but her hips were on the relatively wider side, but not overly so.

I couldn't stay standing longer than a few seconds, which was shown as I collapsed back into the rocks only three seconds later. A look of concern passed over the girls face as she knelt down right beside me, putting a wet wipe on my forehead.

"You're incredibly injured. Let me take care of you." She placed a wooden spoon into my mouth, and the flavor heaven, Grape Powerade, filled my mouth. The texture of the liquid had been golden, so it must have been Nectar.

I felt better almost immediately, but still felt like complete shit. Something was resisting the healing effects of the nectar. The girl must have noticed this as well, as her brow furrowed slightly.

She sat down right beside me and closed her eyes. I would have asked her what the hell she was doing, but I could barely get a grunt out. Immediately, the girl began singing. It was a soft, smooth melodical sound that made me pause.

I've heard some pretty good singers, mostly notably from the Apollo cabin, but this was something else. Her song seemed to seep into my body, healing me and slowly starting to remove the awful feeling from my body. Despite the positive effect, I felt myself start to drift in and out of consciousness.

Summoning up a monumental amount of effort, I tried to ask the one question that had been on my mind. "W-Who…are..y-you..?" I barely got out, as if I just used all of my remaining energy just to speak.

I saw the girl smile down on my exhausted form, her almond eyes staring deep into my soul. She put a finger to my lip, shushing me. "Be silent, brave one. Rest and recover. No more harm will come to you here, I swear it. I am Calypso."

I stared at the goddess in surprise and shock, before I could no longer force myself to remain conscious and darkness overtook my vision.

(000)

The next time I awoke, I was in some kind of cave. Darkness started to escape my vision, and a dim, cave like light started to fill my sight. I propped myself up off the bed I was on, which was immensely comfortable, my muscles straining slightly.

I blinked away the exhaustion from my vision, trying to get a bearing on where I was. The ceiling was made of some kind of crystal, with different formations of different colors lining the entire thing.

The bed I was on seemed almost primitive, but was more comfortable than any bed I've ever laid on, including my old king sized bed.

Looking around at the layout of the cave, I found that it seemed to be divided into sections, with brown, smooth curtains acting as walls. Against one of the curtains was a harp, and against another was a shelf filled with some kind of preserved food.

As I stood up and walked around, I saw herbs hanging from the ceiling. I didn't hang around Grover enough to know which herb from which, but there had to be over a dozen different types.

I walked around the cave, smelling an immaculate smell coming from a nearby fireplace in one of the little 'rooms' of the cave. Almost like some kind of beef stew, which was odd that I found that it smelled good. I normally hated beef stew.

I passed by a mirror while walking through the cave, almost dreading what I would see in the reflection. I was relived the see that I looked the same, middle parted black hair, muscular and rippled body, scars all over my torso, everything was normal.

I was covered in bandages, which I found to be odd. Shouldn't my healing factor take care of everything? I lifted up the large bandage on my torso, finding no wounds underneath. Same result when lifting up every other bandage covering my form.

I lifted up one final bandage on my right shoulder, surprised to find that it hadn't healed just yet. A green, almost misty substance permeated the wound.

I felt no pain, but I was immensely surprised that this wound hadn't healed. What was that green shit? When did I even get this wound? What was I doing here?

My questions going unanswered, I walked out of the cave. A green meadow awaited me outside of the cave. On the left was a grove of cedar trees and on the right was a massive garden filled with hundreds of different kinds of flowers.

In the middle of the meadow were four different fountains with their own designs, pumping water out like a geyser. Straight ahead of the four fountains, the green grass of the meadow faded away in the same rocky beach I remember waking up against earlier.

Water could be seen in every direction around the island, the sky was a bright blue and the sun shined brilliantly. Percy would love this pla-

Percy.

All of the memories of the fight came crashing down on my mind like a pile of bricks. The volcano, Prometheus, the sea green explosion, all of it.

I fell down on my knees, almost in shock of my memories. Percy was dead. I felt it. His lifeforce and aura were completely gone after the explosion he created.

The one he supercharged with his own life aura. I knew what that meant. He put literally everything into that final explosion of his. He sacrificed himself for me. He saved my life. If he didn't do that, Prometheus would have killed us both.

I felt the feeling of utter uselessness fill my very soul. Why was I so weak? Why was I so pathetic that someone like Prometheus could nearly kill me.

I have trained for years, seeking strength and power to make sure that something like this never happened. That none of my friends would ever have to make the ultimate sacrifice.

All of my efforts were useless. All the time I spent chasing power, chasing strength, was completely wasted. Why did I even try at all?

What was I going to tell everyone? What was I going to tell Annabeth? That I was too weak to save her boyfriend? That I was a complete failure and an utter waste of air?

How could I call myself the strongest demigod in the universe when I could even save my best friend, no, basically my brother, from someone as pathetic as Prometheus?

The worst part was I was certain Prometheus wasn't actually dead. That armor of his was tough, immensely tough. I doubt even a bolt from my father could actually even scratch it, even if it wasn't immune to lightning with all of it's runes and enchantments.

Percy sacrificed himself for nothing. He saved a worthless wretch like me and couldn't even destroy the one he was saving me from with his final, ultimate effort. I felt self hatred and loathing fill my being, all of it directed at myself.

"Are you alright, hero?" A familiar voice reached my ears, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked up, only to find the girl who found me when I was nearly dead on the rocky beach last time I was conscious. Calypso, if I remember correctly.

She stood over me, a concerned look on her face. A closer look at her showed me she looked different than how she did earlier. For one, her hair was shorter than last time I saw here. It was no longer tied into a braid, flowing out completely.

It was only medium length now, a hairstyle very similar to Nico's old haircut he had when I freed him from the Lotus Hotel, only caramel brown instead of black.

Her outfit was completely different now, as she work some kind of brown, leathery long skirt that seemed to be patched over hundreds of times along with some kind of brown leather shirt that was more of a mix of a bra and a croptop that a normal shirt.

Any chest figure she had earlier was now completely gone, leaving on a flat version behind. She looked completely different than she did before.

However, despite her appearance change, I didn't care at the moment. I scoffed at her question. "Do I fucking look okay?!" I snapped at the girl, motioning towards myself as I did so.

The girl reared back as if she was blown back by wind. "My best friend is dead, all because I was too weak to save him! And now I'm Olympus knows where with someone I've never met and all my friends are in danger and could even already be dead!"

The girl looked like I had slapped her in the face and was clearly trying to hide the hurt from my words. I felt my anger ebb away and more self loathing replace it.

I shouldn't have let my anger all out on this girl, someone who had probably taken care of me while I was unconscious. I couldn't seem to do anything right.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you like that." I looked at the ground and tried to avoid the girl's eyes, ashamed of what I did.

I felt the girl sit down beside me on the ground. "It is okay. I should have known that you were not alright, or at least left you to your sorrow. It is my fault." Her words were very clearly wrong, as all the blame rested upon me, but I didn't say anymore.

A awkward silence fell between us as we both sat on the ground, neither of us saying anything for a time. Eventually, the girl spoke. "What is your name, hero?"

I finally looked up at her, wiping the tears from my eyes. "Zane Williams, son of Zeus." My words had none of the usual pride I would have in an introduction, as my thoughts were occupied by my failures.

"You said your name was Calypso, right? Or was I hallucinating when I woke up on the beach over there? And where exactly am I?" I got a good look at Calypso's face as I spoke.

She was incredibly beautiful, probably the most beautiful person I'd ever seen, and that list included people like Taylor, Nico and Dionysus.

My mind shifted to both Nico and Taylor, as I had no idea what situation they were in. Taylor was in one of the most dangerous places in the world, and I wasn't even sure Nico got out of the radius of the explosion. I could only hope the two of them were okay.

Calypso chuckled at my question, which honestly sounded really nice. "No, you were not hallucinating. I am Calypso." Calypso smiled at me, revealing her perfectly white teeth.

I had never seen such a bright smile from literally anyone. "As for where you are, well, this is Ogygia, my home." Calypso propped herself up on both arms and sat back slightly.

Her arms had a slight amount of definition to them. Not much, mind you. But enough to see some if you looked hard enough. It actually reminded me a lot like Taylor's arms, just much tanner.

I looked around at the Island and started to recognize it from the story of the Odyssey. Calypso was the goddess/Titan/nymph/demi-goddess/demi-Titan, the numerous stories could never agree, from the myths who stayed with Odysseus for years after falling in love with him when Poseidon demanded he be imprisoned there.

"So this is Ogygia from the myths. I had no idea it was so close to Oregon where Mount St. Helens was." I looked back at the….whatever Calypso was. "How long exactly have I been here?"

Calypso shrugged and looked up at the perfect, blue sky. "Time is odd here, Zane. It's difficult to keep track of and can pass so fast or so slow. I honest have no idea how long you've been out."

Calypso then smiled at me once more, as if she thought of something really funny. "And Ogygia is close to nowhere and everywhere at once. It is a phantom island, existing on it's own plane of existence and on the normal one all at once. It's difficult to explain."

My brow furrowed at Calypso' explanation. "How did I end up here, then? I was fighting a really powerful enemy and he poisoned me. I got blasted really high up into the sky, passed out, then I ended up here. What gives?" I looked at the….er, I'm going to say immortal for now, until Calypso tells me what she really is.

Calypso stood up and looked out into the ocean, chuckling almost bitterly. "It was probably the Fates. Whenever the gods send me companionship on this island…the Fates make sure it is a hero who…" Calypso trailed off before sighing. "It is quite a long story. I apologize."

I stood up as well, noting that my shoulder was aching as I did so. The poison that Prometheus used must really been something else.

"Don't be sorry. But I would like it if you told me. I need to get back to my friends, and if I can find out why I'm here and the story behind it, maybe I can find out a clue on how to leave."

I tried to use my aura sense to search for anything nearby to follow, only to come up with nothing.

Calypso wasn't lying when she said this place was in it's own dimension, I couldn't feel anything outside of the island. I doubt if I tried to fly away it would even work.

Calypso sat back down, her legs crossed. When she sat back down, her skirt opened up, giving me a view of the brown, leathery underwear she was wearing. Right where her crotch was, there was a noticeable…bulge.

I keep my eyes from widening in surprise. I thought Calypso was a girl, but I guess she can apparently change gender. She was an immortal after all, so it wasn't too surprising when I thought about it.

"Well, it starts with the reason I am here." She, or he now, began. "This Island, while it is my home, is also my prison. I am unable to leave the Island, as punishment for supporting my father, Atlas, in the Titanomachy."

That sent me for a bit of a loop. I stared at Calypso in surprise. "Wait, your father is Atlas?" Calypso nodded at my question and I cringed slightly at his confirmation.

"I'm sorry, then. This might be bad news for you, but I'm unsure if you know." Calypso looked a little surprised and motioned for me to continue. "Your father is dead. Permanently." Calypso's eyes widened in shock.

"Six months ago he escaped his burden and me and my friends were forced to fight him." I pulled out Thymos from it's sheathe on my side. "He was killed with a piece of diamond imbued with Chaotic energy, which was forged into this."

I was silent for a bit. "I killed your father. I….I'm sorry." Calypso was silent, his head angled at the ground, making me unable to see his expression. "Calypso? Are you alright?"

Calypso didn't immediately respond. He sniffed several times and wiped some tears from his eyes. He looked up, his eyes red and a sad smile on his face. "Y-Yes. I'm fine." He sniffed again.

"I'm not angry or anything. I know my father was evil and I can imagine you and your friends were just fighting to defend yourselves." Calypso paused.

"I just…wish I could have talked to him one last time. I haven't seen him since the war, when he was put under the sky." He looked off into the ocean again.

"He wasn't the best father. He constantly called me weak and useless, and didn't care whether I supported him in the war or not. But…" Calypso sniffed again. "…he was my father and I loved him, even though he didn't share the same affection for me."

Calypso's words both made me feel like a complete asshole and rose my respect for him immensely. He cared for his father even though his father didn't care for him.

"I'm sorry for what happened. I…can't really imagine what you're going through, although I have a friend who definitely can, to some extent at least." My thoughts shifted to a certain son of Hercules. "We don't have to talk about this anymore if you don't want to…"

Calypso shook his head, wiping away the last of his tears. "No, it's okay. You need to know everything if you're going to get home."

Calypso stood back and sighed. "As I said, the reason I am here is because I supported my…father during the war. The gods saw fit to punish me by confining me here. Every few thousand years or so, they send me companionship in the form of a hero. However, every person they send must leave. Either they must return to continue a quest, or to save everyone they know. You aren't any different from anyone else who have found their way here to Ogygia."

Calypso then blushed a little, before looking at me with a smile. "Well, you're probably the best looking person who has found their way here, not to mention the strongest."

I felt my own face heat up slightly at Calypso's words, something I was a little confused about. "Uh.. thanks?" I smiled a little bit from the praise. After my immense failure, any praise at all from someone else was something I'll admit I was craving.

"But how did those people leave if I'm not the first?" Calypso fell silent and he looked at the ground. I raised an eyebrow in concern. "Calypso?"

It took a bit for Calypso to speak, but he eventually did. "They were able to leave because I am cursed." My eyebrow rose and I looked at Calypso in confusion. Cursed? What did that mean?

Luckily for me, Calypso elaborated. "I am cursed to fall in love with every hero that find their way to this island, only for them to leave me behind each time."

Calypso looked down at the ground, a grimace on his face. "Heroes like Odysseus and Perseus have ended up here before. They all leave me in the end." He laughed bitterly, sniffing afterwards. "It's my curse and my punishment."

I was silent for a bit, surprised at Calypso's answer. He falls in love with every hero that comes to the island, and then they leave him? That's's…awful.

Forget anything like torture, that has to be the worst kind of punishment you can give someone. And that level of punishment for something as simple as supporting your father out of love? My brow furrowed and anger filled my heart.

The gods were immensely cruel. "Calypso." I got the attention of the….uh, still gotta find out what Calypso was. "Who gave you this punishment and how long have you been here?"

Calypso didn't look me in the eye after my question. "Well, it was your father who sentenced me to this punishment. After he led the gods to victory in the war, he punished not only the Titans but their supporters as well. I fell into that category."

I felt resentment in Calypso's emotions with my telepathy, although he didn't speak it aloud. I honestly couldn't blame him. "As for how long I've been here, like I said, time is weird here. I can't tell a few weeks from a few decades, although that might be from how long I've been here. Hermes often tells me of the great change the outside world has gone through, so it has to have been a long time."

He looked thoughtful for a second. "I've been here as long as Zeus has been king, if that helps you any."

I nearly froze at Calypso's answer. He's been here as long as my father has been the king of the universe? He's been here for….millions of years then.

I tried to wrap my head around the immense time but couldn't even begin to understand being that old. I'm only fifteen. And Calypso is so old he doesn't he can't even tell time anymore. "Uh….well, you've definitely been here for quite a while then."

I wasn't going to tell him the exact timeframe he's been here for. That definitely wouldn't be good for his mental health. I sighed. "My father has condemned many to unfortunate and unfair fates. The one responsible for my friend's….death and my being here is one of them."

I looked Calypso in the eye, a serious look on my face. "But my father has changed. He's a different god now, no longer the person who condemned you to eternity on this island. Whenever I get out of here, I'll talk to him and ask him to free you."

Calypso looked at me, his eyes wide with surprise and awe. "Are…are you for real?" He asked me, his voice low, as if I'd blow up at him if his tone was too loud. I nodded at him, completely serious.

He immediately shot up and brought me into a hug. My eyes widened in surprise and my face burned red. Why the hell was I feeling this way? I'm in a committed relationship. "T-Thank you!"

His arms gripped around me tightly and I could actually feel the pressure. Either Calypso was a hell of a lot stronger than he looks or I was just that much weaker from Prometheus' poison.

He pulled away, a look of pure gratitude on his face. "I've been here for so long, have had so many people leave me. You're the first one who's ever offered to help me out of it." He bowed his head to me. "From the bottom of my heart, I sincerely thank you."

I smiled at Calypso's formal appreciation. "Don't sweat it. I just see someone who really needs help and I'm in the perfect position to do so."

I sat back down on the ground and looked out into the ocean, Calypso joining me at my side with a smile on his face. Looking out into the ocean on this island didn't seem terrifying.

It almost seemed relaxing in a way. Is this was Percy felt when he was near water? "So, for me to leave, you have to fall in love with me, right?" Calypso nodded, making me sigh. "This is going to be awkward then. I am in a relationship already."

Calypso did a little 'o' expression with his mouth, something I found incredibly cute. Why did I feel like this? "Oh. Well, the love doesn't have to go both sides. Most of the people who end up here never love me in the first place, it's always me who loves them."

I could literally hear the deep sadness underneath Calypso's tone. I could also hear the disappointment in his voice after I said I was in a relationship. I tried not to think about that.

"So we just have to wait until you fall in love with me, then I can leave?" Calypso nodded at my words, not looking me in the eyes. I cringed slightly.

That was absolutely horrible. Not only did we have to wait around for Calypso to fall in love with me, I also had to just leave him behind like he was a piece of discarded trash. It made me feel like I would just be using him, and I didn't want to do that. "I….I'm not sure I'm comfortable with that."

Calypso looked at me in confusion, and I elaborated for him. "I don't want to just play with someone's feelings like that just to service my own ends. An emotion like love should never be manipulated like that." I looked at him with a serious look. "I don't want to hurt you like so many other already have."

At my serious words and expression, Calypso immediately blushed up a storm and looked away. "By the gods, he's so hot…" I heard Calypso mutter under his breath, but I heard him anyway thanks to my enhanced hearing.

I felt a small blush appear on my face from the praise. I wasn't that good looking, was I? Calypso smiled at me. "Don't worry about me, Zane. I've been hurt thousands of times before, one more time won't make a difference." Even I felt a little sad from Calypso's words.

Calypso smiled again, this time much brighter. "Plus, if you keep saying things like that, it won't take very long for me to actually fall in love with you."

My face turned red from Calypso's words and I was the one forced to look away. Why was I feeling this way around someone I just met? "Well, until then and until you're at one hundred percent, help me with my garden?"

I nodded at Calypso's request. "Sure." Anything to get my mind off of my failures. I kneeled down beside Calypso, and he begun to show me the various different plants in the garden, smiling the entire time.

(000)

(Two Weeks Later)

Turns out that time wasn't exactly weird here like Calypso believed. It was simply their perception of time was all kinds of fucked due to being here for millions of years, something I still haven't told them.

The debilitating effects of Prometheus' poison lasted for the past couple of weeks, finally disappearing when I woke up today. Over the past few weeks my mind has been focused on what I could have done better in the fight against Prometheus, not to mention wallowing in self hatred at my inability to prevent Percy's death at the hands of the Titan.

If only I was stronger, more skilled or at least prepared for the Creator of Mankind's arrival, I could have prevented everything. More than a few times did I spend several hours in silence, lamenting my failures in my head.

Staying with Calypso for the past couple of weeks has been…refreshing, if I must admit it. It was new, fresh and something I had never really experienced.

Most of my life for the past few years had been hanging out at a summer camp, training, and fighting divine threats. While I would never say my life had become boring, staying here did break up the routine and I was honestly enjoying it.

Calypso, who I found out was a demi-Titan officially after they told me, was an absolute delight to spend time with. He, or she, as they could change genders due to their immortality, was…well, perfect.

They were absolutely jaw droppingly beautiful, beyond anyone I had ever seen. Their personality was warm, soft, fun loving and kind. Almost like a perfect mix of Nico and Taylor, and not just in personality. They even looked like a combination of the two.

While I loved spending time with them, it did make me feel very conflicted. I loved both Nico and Taylor. I have been in a wonderful relationship with the two of them since December of last year.

They were the only people who could make me feel pure love and affection towards somebody. Well, that was true until I met Calypso. I understood the feelings I had been developing towards the demi-Titan over the past few weeks.

It was the exact same feelings that I felt for the son of Hades and the son of Ares. I shouldn't be feeling this way, but I was. My entire time here felt like bliss and I felt conflicted about it.

The longer I stayed here, the more Calypso stayed in his male form. Initially, he switched in and out of both genders in the first couple of days, but after I told him that I was only attracted to males, Calypso stayed in his male form for the entire time.

He never gave me a reason, and I never asked, although I suspected it was to cause attraction and the development of feelings towards him in an attempt to get me to stay, and honestly, it was working.

Over the past two weeks, me and Calypso spent literally every waking moment together. He taught me how to garden, how to cook and even how to swim.

The water around Calypso's island didn't try to attack me and tear me to pieces, so I could actually swim in it. Calypso taught me different swimming forms, like front stroke and back stroke.

Seeing Calypso in a makeshift swimsuit was…well, heavenly. I thought his normal brown, leathery outfit was amazing, but his swim outfit was immaculate.

He basically had forgone his croptop shirt and his brown longskirt, only swimming in his tight, leather brown underwear. I caught myself staring at him quite a bit while we were in the water and I know for a fact he caught me staring at him as well. Our eyes would met and both of our faces would flare up, but we never said anything about it.

All in all, over the past couple of weeks, I felt myself helplessly falling in love with the demi-Titan, something I both loved immensely and hated with a passion.

I wasn't supposed to feel this way towards someone else besides Taylor and Nico, but I did. I was something I couldn't control, and I hated it. But I can't deny that I didn't love the experience as well.

As time went by, we became more touchy with each other, starting with just the normal subtle touches like pressing on the arms when we talked, or our hands brushing against each other.

However, now we were at the stage where Calypso would run his fingers through my hair or we would hold hands while looking at the numerous constellations above at night.

I tried to tell myself it was all platonic, that it didn't really mean anything. But I found there was two major reasons that this could be happening. One, Calypso was basically a combo between Nico and Taylor, a perfect version of the two with absolutely no flaws whatsoever.

How could I not fall in love with someone like that? A perfect combination of both of my boyfriends with neither of their flaws? And the second reason, was because I was grieving. I….needed someone.

Percy was dead and he was dead because of me. I needed someone to talk to, someone to just…exist with. It also just so happens that person was someone as perfect as Calypso, so it makes sense I would feel this way.

Currently, me and Calypso were at a little wooden table eating dinner, which was being served by invisible servants which I had never noticed on the island.

Seriously, they didn't even have auras. "And then, Lord Hermes got so drunk he tried to challenge the invisible servants to a race!" Calypso finished a long joke they had been telling while we were sitting at the table.

We were eating beef stew and fruit, a dinner I wouldn't exactly enjoy all that much if not for Calypso's divine cooking. I didn't really respond to Calypso's joke, still lost in my head thinking about my failure.

Calypso looked concerned about my lack of reaction. "Zane? Are you alright?" I didn't immediately respond, which made Calypso understand. "Thinking about him again?"

I sighed and nodded. "I am. I know I've told you a hundred times and you're probably sick of hearing it, but I just feel like a failure. I just can't take my mind of it, even though it's probably been weeks at this point."

I sighed again. "I'm sorry I can't think about much else. I know you've got to be over it by now." I felt soft, delicate finger intertwine themselves with mine, prompting me to look at them. "Calypso?" The demi-Titan was holding my hand.

He had a sad smile on his face, and his hand gripped mine tightly. "I'll never grow tired of listening to you, Zane. Never." Calypso stood up from his chair and moved over to mine.

He sat on my left leg and leaned into me, something incredibly bold and something he'd never done before. I definitely didn't protest, even though deep down I knew I really should have.

"You need to understand it wasn't your fault. From what you told me, your friend sacrificed himself to save you from Prometheus. If anything, it's Prometheus' fault for attacking you."

I didn't respond, as we'd had this discussion quite a bit over the past couple of weeks. No matter how much Calypso told me to stop blaming myself, I could never listen to him.

If I had not gotten hit with that poison on Prometheus' blade, we would have probably beaten the Titan. I mean, we were overwhelming him already in a fight.

I looked at the sunset off on the horizon, grasping Calypso' hand tightly, although not too tightly as to break his fingers. I sighed. "Calypso, I…" I trialed off, unsure of what to say. Calypso turned his head over to me, looking at me with his beautiful, caramel eyes.

I felt my breath hitch slightly as I stared at him. Neither of us said a word, just looking at each other in the sunset lighting. Wordlessly, I felt myself inch closer to the demi-Titan, something that he mirrored.

I reach my other hand over to the side of his face and pulled him closer. Our lips met in a kiss I could only describe as absolutely heavenly. Nothing could ruin this moment.

Until something ruined the moment. Only after three seconds of both me and Calypso's immaculate kiss, something that he returned, a pillar of fire erupted out of nowhere on the foot of the rocky beach in front of us.

Both me and Calypso quickly separated, our faces beet red. I reached out with my aura sense. Hephaestus. My disproportionate divine brother walked out of the pillar like it was a portal.

He crossed his arms as he walked up the island towards us. "Brother. Calypso." He grunted, looking in between us. After a couple of seconds of silence and him analyzing the red faces of both me and Calypso, he did something akin to a chuckle, only it sounded like an angry croak almost. "Am I interrupting something here?"

I coughed and looked at Calypso, who looked back at me with a red face and a smile. I shook my head at the god of the forge. "No, brother. Nothing is being interrupted."

I stood up from the chair, luckily not having to visibly separate myself with Calypso because we already did that when Hephaestus showed up. "Now what exactly is it you need?"

Hephaestus grunted. "Not interrupting anything, huh…." The forge god muttered under his breath, but both me and Calypso heard it clearly and blushed more. Hephaestus shook his head.

"Whatever, then. Anyway, I need to talk to you, brother." He looked over at Calypso. "If you would excuse us." Calypso nodded and walked away into the cave, giving the two of us some privacy. "Now about Mount St. Helens…"

I interrupted the forge god, which surprisingly didn't offend him. "Are both Annabeth and Nico okay? Is Percy alright? Is Prometheus dead? What's going on?" I assaulted the forge god with a barrage of questions, all of which had been on my mind for weeks.

Hephaestus held up a hand. "One question at a time, brother." He grunted. "Both the daughter of Athena and the son of Hades are fine.

After Prometheus ambushed the four of you at my old forge, they escaped like you and the son of Poseidon told them to do and came back to my forge.

They explained everything that happened, The Telkhines, Prometheus, you and Jackson fighting the Titan, everything." Hephaestus chuckled a bit. "They've all been worried sick about you, and everyone thinks your dead."

I grunted a bit, something that mirrored Hephaestus' way of talking. "That's not surprising. A deadly fight with Prometheus followed by an explosion of that magnitude is pretty lethal.

I can't blame them." I was silent for a bit, almost afraid to ask the next question. "What about Percy? And Prometheus…?"

Hephaestus sighed, like he was afraid I was going to ask that question. "After Annabeth and Nico returned to me and explained what happened, I went to Mount St. Helens myself to check it out and see the damages."

Hephaestus pulled out a mini pad and pulled up an image. "The mountain is completely gone. Destroyed by the son of Poseidon's explosion. Half the state had to be evacuated and thousands are dead, with millions across the country injured from the shockwave. Not to mention that Typhon escaped." My jaw nearly dropped at that piece of information.

"B-But that's gotta be impossible. I mean, me and Percy are strong but we can't be strong enough to release Typhon, can we?" My father had to have had so many enchantments and barriers around the mountain to make sure Typhon had no hope of breaking out, yet Percy was able to level the entire place and set him free?

I knew me and Percy could destroy the planet several thousand times over, but even if we did the Prison of Typhon would definitely remain intact.

Hephaestus shrugged. "The two of you might just be stronger than you realize, which is really saying something."

Hephaestus sighed again. "Anyway, I went up there to check the destruction out, only to find that old bastard Prometheus there." My eyes widened. Prometheus actually survived?

"He didn't even have a scratch on him, though he seemed a little disorientated. That armor of his is something that rivals, or even exceeds some of my best work. It's a work of art but it couldn't be in the hands of someone more dangerous." Hephaestus looked at me, a serious look on his face. "Prometheus is still out there, brother. If you choose to leave and return to your friends, you better watch yourself."

I was silent for a bit, still in surprise that Prometheus could survive an explosion that could release Typhon from his prison.

One more question was still on my mind. "Brother, what about Percy? Did you find him in the wreckage of the explosion? Is he alright?"

Hephaestus closed his eyes and breathed inwards, as if he knew this was coming. "I'm sorry, brother. Percy Jackson is dead." I felt my stomach drop at Hephaestus' words, like a pile of rocks just hit me in the gut.

"He used his lifeforce to power his final attack, which amplified the power of it to levels his own body couldn't withstand. There was nothing left of him after the explosion." Hephaestus looked down at the ground, almost actually seeming sad.

"I looked into it a bit more, just to be sure. He was processed at the gates of the Underworld nearly a week ago, being sent straight to the Isle of the Blessed." Hephaestus sighed again. "I'm sorry, kid."

I was silent after Hephaestus confirmation, not saying a word. I knew Percy was dead, as I felt his life force drain away completely before I passed out after the explosion, but I wanted to hold out hope that he was still alive somehow, that he returned from the Underworld or that he just survived with really low life force I couldn't sense.

I felt even worse than right after the son of Poseidon died. "It's…okay, brother. I knew he was dead. I was just….holding out hope, you know?" I sniffed a little bit. "A fools hope." Hephaestus looked really uncomfortable, which is something I really didn't blame him for.

After a couple of minutes of silence, I spoke. "What about my other friends? Taylor, Grover, Tyson and Arthur?"

Hephaestus shook his head. "No word from them, I'm afraid. I suppose the Labyrinth has them." That made me feel even worse. Percy was dead, and most of my friends were M.I.A.

Hephaestus sighed again, something he had done a lot since he showed up. "Well, brother, if you decide to leave this place, I did promise you a way to Daedalus."

I nodded, prompting him to continue. "Here's the thing, It's not really about Adriane's String. Sure, the string works, and it's what the Titan will be after. But the best way through the Labyrinth is with a mortal. A clear sighted one. Theseus had the help of the princess of Crete, who was one of these clear sighted mortals. People like your mother and most parents of demigods. I'm not sure that helps, brother, but it's all I have."

I was silent for a second, thinking about Hephaestus' answer. A clear sighted mortal? One who can see the divine world?

I remember Percy telling me of a girl he met at the Hoover Dam who could do that, and he told me he met the same girl at his new high school. "Actually it does." I nodded at the god of the forge. "I think I have a way to find Daedalus now. Thank you, brother."

Hephaestus shook his head. "No need to thank me, just doing my part of this whole deal. Now it's time to decide whether you are going to leave or not."

The weight of the decision immediately fell on top of me. On one hand, I knew I needed to leave. I had to return to camp, find my friends and find Daedalus. The world basically depended on it.

Not to mention with the death of Percy, I was now the demigod the prophecy that everyone knew except me and Percy. And I had to get back to Nico and Taylor.

But on the other hand, I felt like I couldn't leave Calypso. Even though it wasn't exactly right due to my relationship status, I knew I loved the demi-Titan. It was weird to admit, especially after only know him for a couple of weeks, but it was true.

I didn't want to leave, as this place was an absolute paradise as well, and spending the rest of my life here with Calypso sounded amazing.

"I…I don't know what to do. I need to leave, but I don't want to. Everyone is depending on me, but everything is telling me to stay here." I looked at Hephaestus. "I'm not even sure I can leave just yet, since Calypso hasn't fallen in love with me yet."

Hephaestus actually laughed out loud, which was still a booming sound even on this island. "Are you sure about that, brother? I'm probably the worst being in the universe with people, but even I can tell that one is head over heels for you."

I looked back at the cave, my face no doubt covered in shock. If Calypso did love me, why hadn't he told me yet? The immediate answer in my mind is that he didn't want me to leave. I couldn't blame him, to be honest.

The revelation only made me even more conflicted about leaving. I opened my mouth to try and speak more, but Hephaestus silence me. "Don't decide now, brother. Wait until daybreak. Daybreak is a good time for decision making."

I was silent for a bit after Hephaestus' words, before a question came to mind. "Will Daedalus even help us, brother? I can imagine after his son died when escaping the Labyrinth, it didn't really make him the most helpful and joyous person. Not to mention the myths say he killed his nephew, Perdix. He's probably incredibly bitter and angry, especially if he's spent the last three thousand years in the Labyrinth."

Hephaestus blew out a breath of air, thinking about my question. "I'm not sure, brother. It's not easy being a brilliant inventor. Always alone, always misunderstood. It's easy for them to turn bitter and make horrible mistakes. I've always said people are more difficult to work with than machines, and when you break a person, they can't be fixed."

Hephaestus looked at the sunset sky. "Daedalus started well enough. He helped Theseus and Princess Adriane because he felt sorry for them. He tried to do a good deed, and everything in his life fell apart because of it."

Hephaestus shrugged. "Will Daedalus help you? I'm not sure, brother. But don't judge someone until you've stood at their forge and worked with their hammer."

A pillar of fire erupted again back at the rocky beach. "Think on that. Until we meet again, brother." Hephaestus turned and walked into the pillar of fire, his aura vanished as soon as the fire vanished soon after.

I stood at the table for almost several hours, weighing my options. Despite the difficulty of the decision, I knew what I had to do. I turned around and walked into the cave, making my way through the makeshift curtain walls inside.

I found Calypso sitting on the comfortable bed, looking at the floor. As soon as I entered the 'bedroom,' Calypso looked up. "He's ordered you to leave, hasn't he?" He had a sad look on his face, like he knew this moment was about to come.

I sat down on the bed beside him, rubbing my face. "Not exactly. He's offered me a choice between leaving or staying." A silence fell between us for a few minutes, before I eventually spoke up again. "Why haven't you told me you love me yet?"

A sad smile came over Calypso's face, and he took my hand with his. "I just didn't want this to end. I only get company every thousand years or so. None of them have been as amazing as you. None of them spent so much time with me, none of them made me feel even close to this warm."

He laughed a bit, his voice music to my ears. "I think I was probably in love with you the day you woke up. I just didn't tell you because I didn't want you to leave so early."

I leaned my head up against his, something that surprised him a bit. "And I don't blame you for that. Especially if someone only comes around every thousand years or so."

I was silent for a few seconds, trying to find my voice. "I….The last couple of weeks….have been the best I've had in a long while, Calypso. I would love to spend the rest of my life here on this island with you, really. But I have to leave. Everyone back home is depending on me….not to mention I'm in a relationship already back home."

Calypso looked like he was about to cry, although his sad smile was still persisting on his amazing looking face. "I…I-I promised myself I wouldn't offer."

I looked at him in confusion. Offer what? Calypso sensed the question, so he answer. "The offer to stay here forever. You would be immortal on this island, Zane. You would never age, never die. You could leave your prophecy to someone else, leave your fight for others."

I looked at him in surprise. "Just like that?" Calypso nodded, confirming my question. Well, I wasn't aware of that in the slightest. I assumed I would just life out the rest of my mortal life here with Calypso, but immortality?

Forever here with someone so perfect. The offer was amazing, probably more amazing than godhood could ever be. But…I knew I couldn't take it. Thalia, my half sister, took a similar option to escape the prophecy, and I was angry with her for it.

I couldn't just go do what she did and abandon my friends. "I…I still can't, Calypso. Everyone needs me." Calypso looked like he was expecting that answer, and had heard it a thousand times, but was still disappointed.

I couldn't leave things off like that. "Calypso….I promise I will get you out of here. I will talk to my father, and he will set you free." I was silent for a bit, before I decided to just admit it.

"Calypso, I love you." Calypso looked at me in shock. "I know I shouldn't, since my leaving will only hurt you more, not to mention my own relationship, but It's true. I'm sorry."

Calypso just sat there in shock for a few moments, not saying a word. Before I could open my mouth and ask the demi-Titan what was wrong, Calypso put his lips on mine.

My eyes widened in surprise, but I didn't resist it, even though I know I should have. I let Calypso pull me down onto the bed, our tongues engaged in a fierce battle for supremacy.

I laid back on the bed, and Calypso got on top of me, straddling me with his legs. Calypso pulled back, both of our faces beet red. "I…know you have to leave. But let me have…this." I felt a bulge up against my muscular thigh, and I was not going to deny the demi-Titan a thing.

(Lemon Warning: Skip this if you don't want to read.)

Our lips collided once more, as the demi-Titan started to slide my leather shirt he had made for me the day he found me off. Once my shirt was off, Calypso felt up my muscular chest with his soft, delicate hands. "So solid…" he said, his voice airy and breathless.

He squeezed my pecs and moved his hands down my rippled torso, electing a slight gasp out of me. "You're…perfect." Between Calypso's words and his rubbing, little Zane got a little excited down there.

Calypso's face heated when he felt my manhood on his thigh, but he smiled. He pulled my pants that he also made down, along with my underwear that was the same as normal.

My cock flung out, fully erect and at attention. I knew I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I was, immensely. Calypso looked directly at it, his eyes dilating.

My dick stood at attention, a little over seven inches in length, veins throbbing on the side. Calypso grasped my manhood, a smirk coming on his face. "Absolutely perfect."

Hearing Calypso's normally soft voice being spoken with a sultry undertone drove me wild. Faster than the demi-Titan could blink, I flipped him over on the bed, now with him on the bottom.

I stared down at him, almost drooling. "Not as perfect as you…" I whispered, but not low enough to where he couldn't hear me. I pressed my lips up against his as I undid his brown leather croptop, feeling his smooth chest as I did so.

My brain screamed at itself, telling me what I was doing was wrong. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't control myself. I placed my mouth over one of his nipples, which were perky and pink yet not too feminine.

Calypso moaned sightly at my actions and I moved my left hand over to his other nipple and squeezed the tip lightly. Calypso's face was bright red and he was struggling to hold moans in as I worked. I felt his dick go rock hard against my abs, and I could feel it throbbing through his skirt and underwear.

Moving my head down to his waist, I started to undo the knot that kept his skirt up with my teeth. I felt Calypso's breathing go heavy, and could just imagine his face blood red.

I played with both of his nipples with my hands as I pulled his skirt off with my teeth, leaving the demi-Titan in nothing but his underwear. His dick strained against the leather painfully, something I had to fix immediately.

Using my hands this time, I pulled his leather underwear off, freeing his rock hard cock to the world. It was around five inches long, a good two inches shorter than mine and had no public hair, as if it was just shaved.

I stared at it almost wide eyed, knowing this was the point of no return. I licked the tip of it, causing Calypso to shudder. His hand tenderly held on to my head, and I felt my face heat up.

Gripping Calypso's dick with on hand, I took his full length into my mouth in one go. Sucking a dick was a lot like deepthroating a banana, only the banana had veins and it was fleshy. My head bobbed up and down on Calypso's cock, a bit of saliva wetting it.

Calypso's other hand came down to my head as well, and his breathing starting to get faster. "Z-Zane….ah…" I felt the veins on his dick twitch in my mouth, giving me a good idea on what was to come.

Despite this, I only increased my speed of bobbing, determined to make Calypso feel good. Calypso tensed up and he gripped my head, moaning as he did so. "Zane, I'm cummi-!"

I felt Calypso's dick seize up and an incredibly hot, sticky liquid filled my mouth. There was a whole lot of it and it was incredibly thick. If you don't know what semen tastes like, imagine melted cheese but bitter.

I swallowed as much as I could, but some still leaked out of my mouth. I shouldn't have done that, but the feeling of incredible hardness down below my waist scrambled my brain.

Calypso breathed heavily, and then his eyes widened like he had done something wrong. "Oh. Zane, I should have given you more warning. I'm sorry."

I wiped the last bit of semen of my lips and smirked. "Don't worry about it. But…" I motioned down towards my dick, which had become so hard that is physically hurt. "I would like you to return the favor."

Calypso looked down at my erect manhood and his face turned beet red. He wordless pushed me back down on the bed, although I let him do so. He gripped my dick with his soft, smooth hands, which sent a jolt of energy throughout my body.

He rubbed me up and down, which kept sending the same bursts of energy throughout me. He laid down on his stomach over my legs so my cock could be right in front of his face.

He licked down the shaft, which made my breath hitch. He held it in one hand, licking my dick like an ice cream cone. I felt pressure build up in my testicles. "Y-You're really…g-good at this."

Calypso smiled as he rubbed my dick on the side of his face. "Well, I'll admit, I've had a lot of experience. There's been a lot of heroes to come to my island. But you're definitely the biggest of them. Most of them weren't anything longer than ten centimeters."

Huh, I guess the little dicks on the Greek statues were realistic. Calypso put his head in his mouth, rubbing his tongue all over it on the inside like a Ring Pop. I put my hand on the side of his face as I moaned, rubbing his check with my thumb.

This was incentive for him to go faster and harder apparently, as he immediately picked up the pace, taking my dick all the way down to the base. I grit my teeth, trying my best not to burst. Calypso noticed this, taking his mouth away from my dick and smirking. "You like that, huh?"

Oh, absolutely. Even though I shouldn't. "Yes. I love it." Calypso grinned and immediately went back to work on me. He went even faster than before, cupping my balls with his left hand while working the shaft with his other, all the while with my cock in his mouth.

He must have done this with hundreds of other heroes, because he was a master in the art. I felt myself unable to it back any longer. "Calypso, I'm about to burst." The demi-Titan just went even faster, which definitely made it better. After a few seconds, I unleashed my load all in Calypso's mouth.

I felt my dick twitch as my load left it, and I felt every other muscle in my body clench up. Calypso, unlike me, didn't spill a drop of my semen, swallowing all of it with no difficulty. Calypso took his mouth of my manhood, taking a deep, sexy breath as he did so.

Calypso grinned at me. "You were pretty backed up, huh? It was really thick." I was, since it's been weeks since I've done anything even remotely sexual. Despite the large load, my dick did not get any less hard as I started at Calypso's perfect body.

He was very tan, and very soft looking, but with a small, almost unnoticeable amount of definition. I had to hold back the desire to just 'attack' him again, something he noticed. "You're not done yet, huh?"

He grinned, staring directly at my dick which stood at full mast. "Neither am I." Calypso's dick was just as hard, if not even more. Damn, he probably wanted this even more than I did.

Our lips met each other once more, not caring we had both just sucked each other's dicks in the slightest. Calypso laid back against the bed while I laid on top of him. His hands felt up my rippled shoulders and chest.

Our dicks pressed into one another, and I could feel both of them throbbing. "I want to be inside of you. Is that okay?" I whispered into the demi-Titan's ear, sending a shudder through his body. Despite how wrong the situation was, my brain was on fire with desire.

Calypso nodded. "Yes. I want that, right now. Put it in." I lifted Calypso's legs in the air, giving me a perfect view of both is cock and his asshole. He was completely erect, with precum already dripping from the tip and his asshole was completely clean and quite perky.

I placed the tip of my dick up against the entrance and felt energy shoot through my body once more. I saw Calypso looking at it in anticipation and I took a deep breath.

I put my manhood in, sliding in with only a little bit of trouble mostly thanks to Calypso's saliva already making my dick wet. I pushed it in, which caused Calypso to tense up.

His rectal muscles clenched around the shaft of my dick, giving it an incredibly tight feeling. Calypso did a combination between a moan and a grunt. "Y-You really are big…" Calypso took a few breaths.

"Like I said, most of the heroes I've done this with weren't…" He motioned down towards his erect cock. "I was also a female during most of those, so I don't have a lot of e-experience down there."

I grasped Calypso's erect dick, making his breathing hitch. "I'll go slow and make sure you feel good the whole time, okay?" Calypso nodded at my promise, and I began to move in and out.

Calypso started moaning immediately, something that somehow made my cock even harder, if it was possible. I went a little bit faster, keeping track of Calypso's reaction to make sure he was feeling good.

He was, so I continued to increase my speed. I grunted. "Y-You're so fucking tight.." I sped up my jerking of Calypso's dick, which made him tense up even more, making it feel even better for me.

Calypso grabbed onto my shoulders, his face completely red and moaning like a girl. "Faster. Please…" I obliged the demi-Titan's wish, increasing the speed of both my thrusts and my jerking.

Calypso moaned very loudly, which made me go crazy. The speed of my thrusts increased more, as did the speed of my arm. After a while I just sort of lost myself in the pleasure of all of it. "Ah…Zane, I'm about to cum…!"

I barely registered Calypso's words as I felt his dick tense up once more. After a few seconds, Calypso moaned loudly, splattering his semen all over my hand and his stomach with several large spurts. It didn't take very long for me to do the same right after, unloading every bit of my load inside of the demi-Titan.

Breathing heavily, I pulled out of Calypso, semen dripping from my manhood. I looked at Calypso, seeing that he was completely exhausted after his load.

I could have gone on for longer, hell, I could have gone on for probably days. My stamina was immense, and I didn't even feel winded. However, I felt content. Pulling up my leather shorts, I covered my lower half.

Calypso didn't move from his spot on the bed, completely tuckered out from what just happened. He looked up at me, his face completely red. "That…was amazing."

(Lemon End)

I nodded in agreement. "Yes. Yes, it was." I felt guilt emerge in my mind from what just happened. I pretty much just committed a cardinal sin in matters of relationships.

Kissing and having feelings for Calypso was bad enough but having sex with him was something else. Despite my guilt over the act, I didn't actually regret doing it. For one, it felt amazing, far better in terms of pleasure I'd ever done or felt with anybody.

And the other reason was that I was going to have to leave him very soon. If I couldn't convince my father to free Calypso, best to leave him with something he'd never forget.

Calypso looked up at me and propped himself up. That same sad smile returned to his face. "You're going to have to leave me now, aren't you?" My silence was the only answer Calypso needed and a tear escaped the corner of his eye.

"I understand. I knew you couldn't stay, not with a heart like yours." I looked at Calypso in confusion, prompting him to elaborate. "You're a hero, Zane. One with a heart of gold. You have to help people, no matter what happens to yourself. I've met many like you, but your heart shines the most."

He sat up on the bed, wiping tears out of the corners of his eyes. "Go. Go help your camp and go save the world. Just…." More tears escaped his eyes and his voice started to break. "Don't forgot about me, please…"

I felt my own heart break at his broken tone. I closed the gap between us in an instant and our lips met for one last time. Calypso greedily, but tenderly kissed me, as if it was the last time he would be able to.

For all I know it might be. As our last, passionate kiss separated, I looked at him seriously. "I won't forget about you. Ever. I promise you, I will convince my father to let you go. And if he won't, I'll surpass him and break you out myself. I swear it." I kissed him on the head one last time, before turning around and walking out of the cave. "Goodbye, Calypso."

As I left the cave, I heard the demi-Titan's voice behind me. "Goodbye, hero." I teared up slightly at Calypso's farewell, before leaving the cave entirely. The bright morning sun awaited me outside of the cave, shining away the darkness.

I tore off the last bandage covering my shoulder, the one that had been poisoned. The wound was completely healed, and I put the bandage in my pocket. Using my telekinesis, I lifted myself off the ground and took off into the sky, making sure to not disturb the ground on the island.

As the island became a small blip in the distance of my vision, I felt guilt of both of what had happened and leaving Calypso. I steeled my gaze, before blasting off into the distance.

(000)

It didn't take very long for me to get to Camp Half-Blood. Calypso's island dimension spat me out somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean close to Iceland, so it was only a couple of minutes of flying to return back to camp even at a casual speed.

Eventually, Long Island came into view, and I focused in on the auras of the demigods back at camp. The shore of Camp Half-Blood was visible, and I touched down on the sand. I kicked the sand off my bare feet, as Calypso didn't really make me any shoes back on the island and my original ones were gone.

In fact, I was only wearing the leather shorts the demi-Titan had made me, as my shirt had been torn to pieces when me and Calypso had sex. Luckily I still had Thymos with me.

I walked up in the middle of the camp, only to find it deserted. I almost started panicking when I saw no one was here, as maybe the Titan had already invaded.

But there was no structural damage on any of the buildings and everyone's aura could all still be sensed. In fact, they were all in the same place. Moving towards the pavilion, I saw everyone gathered around at their tables, all of them looking somber.

Chiron was addressing the campers, a look of stress and sadness on his bearded face. "-assume they are dead. After so long a silence, it is unlikely our prayers are to be answered. I've asked the ones closest to them still living to do their final honors."

Cued by Chiron's words, Annabeth and Nico walked up onto the stage. Annabeth was carrying a sea green burial cloth, complete with a blue trident on it and set it on the flames of a fire.

Nico walked up behind her, carrying a silver and blue burial cloth, which had a large lightning bolt on it. Annabeth faced the crowd. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, her hair was a bird's nest and she just looked like a complete wreck.

"He…he was the bravest friend I've ever had. I loved him. I wanted to give him everythi-!" She nearly broke down just trying to say the words, falling on her knees with more tears trailing from her eyes. Chiron led her off stage as she continued to lose her composure.

Nico grimaced at Annabeth's attempt of a speech. He looked very worse for wear as well. His eyes wore red as well, also puffy from crying like Annabeth's. He held the burial cloth and walked up to the brazen, put hesitated to put it in.

He hugged the cloth, as if he was hugging me. Nico was silent on stage, with everyone looking on with a somber gaze. "He….Zane was everything to me. He gave me an entirely new chance of life. Without him, I wouldn't be here right now."

Nico hugged the cloth tightly as his voice became shaky. "H-He always protected me, encouraged everything I did and was just the kindest person. He was the best person I could have ever asked for to love me. He…" Nico trailed off, not able to speak anymore without breaking down.

I felt guilt listening to Nico's speech. Here he was talking about how great I was and I just cheated on him literally not even twenty minutes ago. It made me feel like shit. Nico looked at the crowd, before his eyes fell on me.

Initially, he passed me over with his vision but then immediately did a double take. His jaw dropped and his face lit up. "Holy fucking shit…." He whispered to himself, but I heard it.

Everyone followed his gaze, their jaws dropping when they saw me as well. Nico immediately ran off stage and appeared in front of me in a burst of speed. "ZANE! Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing me as tight as he could. "You're alive! You're actually alive!"

I wrapped my arms around Nico, completely touched by the sheer relief and happiness in his voice. "I'm alive, Nico. I'm alive." I felt myself smile at Nico's affection, although I couldn't shake the guilt of what happened.

I was really starting to regret sleeping with Calypso, no matter how good it felt or how I had come to feel about the demi-Titan. "How has everyone been? And what have I missed?"

I could literally feel Nico grinning at me. "Everyone thought you were dead! After Prometheus showed up, the mountain blew up and Hephaestus said he couldn't find either of you too, we all thought you were dead."

He pressed his lips up against mine in front of everyone, not caring in the slightest. I returned the kiss with fervor, not understanding why the hell I would cheat on this. After we separated, he felt up face. "And dude! You have a beard! You look so cool!"

My eyebrows rose in confusion. A beard? I felt my face, feeling a heavy stubble over my face. My eyes widened in surprise.

I must have really not been paying attention on Calypso's island for me to grow a beard without me noticing. "Where is he?" I heard Annabeth's voice to my side.

I turned my head, seeing the daughter of Athena with a hopeful look on her face. "Where is Percy? Hephaestus said he couldn't find either of you and didn't know what happened to either of you as well?"

She gulped, trying to prepare herself for an answer she wasn't ready to hear. "Where is Percy Jackson?"

My face fell and the familiar feeling of failure I'd been feeling for the past two weeks. I couldn't look Annabeth in the eye. "I'm….sorry, Annabeth. He's gone."

I grimaced as the look of absolute devastation fell over Annabeth's face. "I wasn't sure exactly what happened to him right after the explosion, but when Hephaestus found me, he told me Percy had been processed at the gates of the Underworld and was sent to Elysium, specifically the Isle of the Blessed."

I was silent as Annabeth said nothing, her soul looking absolutely destroyed. "He…saved me. In our battle, Prometheus hit me with a poison that managed to weaken me and cause me to lose my form. If not for Percy, Prometheus would have killed me."

I finally managed to look Annabeth in the eyes, seeing the tears trailing down her cheeks. "He told me to tell you that he loved you, and that he was sorry."

Annabeth finally broke down with my words, dropping to her knees. I grimaced and felt tears brim in my eyes. "I-I…..I'm sorry." I walked past her, unable to listen to her sobbing and confront my own failure anymore.

Everyone's surprise and good mood of my return was ruined by Annabeth's crying, their somber expressions returning. Beside me as I walked, Nico looked shook.

He had this little hero worship thing going on for Percy, seeing him as something to aspire to and as someone immensely strong. Hearing that he was dead must have been unbelievable for him.

Chiron trotted up to me, a sad look on his face as he had no doubt heard my explanation of what happened to Percy. He sighed as I didn't say anything, my expression telling the whole story. "Well, I would say I don't believe I've ever been so happy to see a camper return, but that would be in terrible taste."

Chiron looked over at Annabeth, who was still openly sobbing. He looked back at me, more serious but the sadness remained. "Now as to the question no doubt on everyone's mind, where exactly have you been, Zane?"

As everyone looked at me expectantly, I sighed, the flashes of memories on Calypso's Island playing through my mind. "That's a long and complicated story."

I motioned towards the Big House. "Let's go to the Big House and I'll explain everything there." The main reason I didn't talk about it here was because Luke definitely had a spy still in the camp. I had no proof but I was nearly one hundred percent certain. Chiron nodded at my request and led both me and Nico towards the Big House.

(000)

Both Nico and Chiron were frowning as I finished my story, the three of us sitting around a pinochle table. I didn't dare tell Nico about what happened with Calypso, not if I valued our relationship, which I did.

I told them everything in detail about what happened after Annabeth and Nico retreated from Hephaestus' forge after Prometheus showed up. I told them of the fight, of Percy's sacrifice, how I ended up marooned on an island for two weeks, which wasn't technically a lie, I just didn't mention it was Calypso's island.

I told them Prometheus' poison was incredibly potent, and it basically left me bedridden for several days and heavily weakened for the rest of the time I was on the island.

I told them of my conversation with Hephaestus and the way we would be able to traverse the Labyrinth. "A clear sighted mortal? A rather unorthodox plan, but one that should work. Theseus used Princess Adriane to travel the Labyrinth three thousand years ago, and Harriet Tubman, a daughter of Hermes, used clear sighted mortals to help her with her underground railroad."

Nico was a little skeptical, however. "Still, it's really dangerous, not only for the mortal we would use, but for us as well. We don't really know where we're going, and we'll have to trust their judgement the entire time."

Nico looked unsure, as did Chiron to some degree. "You don't have any other ideas, Zane?"

I shook my head, unable to look at Nico in the eyes for longer than a few seconds without guilt. "No. This was all the information Hephaestus gave me, so it's really all I have. Percy already knew of a single clear sighted mortal, so that's what Hera was probably talking about when she said Percy knew the way to navigate the Labyrinth. Only he…" I trailed off.

Nico and Chiron were able to guess what I meant. "He told me of this mortal named Rachel Elizabeth Dare shortly after he arrived at camp a few weeks ago. He met her at the Hoover Dam and apparently she goes to the high school Percy was going to attend."

Nico seemed to recognize her name. "Yeah, I know her, too! When Thorn attacked us at the Hoover Dam while you were gone, Zane, Percy saved her life. She could see all of the monsters and our weapons clearly."

Nico raised an eyebrow at me. "Do you know where she is and how we can convince her to help us?"

I shook my head, sighing as more guilt rose in my heart as I looked at Nico's cute face. "No for both of those. She has to live somewhere in New York, since she was at the same school Percy went to orientation for, but I'm not sure where."

I shrugged. "We could also find her records with a background search, or I can just super speed through the whole city and check every single person there. It's not impossible to find her."

I sighed again, this time in sadness. "As for convincing her to join us….We could use her ties to Percy, tell her he is dead in an attempt to get her to help us. I…don't want to do that, though. Percy deserves more respect than having his name used for manipulation." Chiron and Nico nodded in agreement, a somber look on their faces.

"There's also just straight up kidnapping her, but I think we should avoid that." Out of nowhere, Annabeth materialized right in front of us, taking off her baseball cap that made her invisible.

Everyone jumped in surprise, including me. I didn't even sense her. "Annabeth!? What are you doing here?"

Annabeth looked at me, an impassive look on her emotionless face. "I'm the leader of this quest. You don't expect me to not continue leading it, do you?"

She had a look of utter determination on her face, as if she was just begging anyone to even try to argue with her. I didn't even need my telepathy to feel her barely hidden rage bubbling up under the surface of her stonewall gaze.

I sighed at her words. "I expected you to want to sit this one out, especially considering what happened…." Those were not the right words to say, as Annabeth's nostrils flared and I could see the sheer rage on her expression. It wasn't directed at me, however, something I was glad for.

Annabeth looked at me, fury behind her gray eyes. "Percy would want me to finish this quest, with or without him. I intend to do so." Percy wouldn't have wanted her to do that. Percy would have wanted her to be safe and happy.

I bit my tongue to suppress this response, knowing it would just cause the daughter of Athena to explode on me. Her face twisted in anger, and she seemed to stare at nothing. "And I won't stop until the one responsible for Percy's fate is dead."

She looked at both me and Nico. "Pack your shit. We leave for New York to find this mortal girl at noon." Without waiting for a response, she turned around and walked right out of the Big House.

Chiron sighed at Annabeth words, looking twenty years older with stress and heartbreak. "She is lost in her heartbreak and hatred now. Soon, she will be consumed by vengeance."

Chiron looked at me, an almost pleading look on his face. "Guide her away from that path, Zane. It doesn't fix things. It only begets more pain and suffering." I wordless nodded at Chiron's plea, knowing I was probably the last person to being given that task.

I felt an old familiar anger building up underneath my current thoughts of sadness and guilt, likely something similar to what Annabeth was feeling.

I didn't even want to know what I would do when I saw Prometheus again. "Well, then. You heard her. Prepare yourselves for the rest of the quest. I believe it has truly just begun."

With Chiron's words, both me and Nico stood up from the table and walked out of the Big House. Before I could even step off the porch, Nico basically assaulted me with another hug, one that rivaled the one earlier when I first returned.

I rose an eyebrow in surprise. "Nico?" I wrapped my arms around the son of Hades, returning the gesture. I felt familiar guilt spread through me, the source being what I did with Calypso. Why had I done that?

Nico nuzzled his face into my chest. "I'm so glad you're alive…" Nico whisper into my chest, his voice a little breathless and airy. He pulled his head out and looked up at me, a big grin on his face and tears trailing down his cheeks.

"After the explosion happened and neither you or Percy came back, I was afraid of the worst. And after two weeks of nothing, everyone thought you were…" Nico trailed off, not able to say the words.

He sniffed. "I had no idea what I would even do without you. You're my entire world, Zane. I know it sounds a little cringe, but I couldn't live without you."

He chuckled. The guilt I was feeling increased a hundredfold, and tears built up in the corners of my eyes. Nico's face shifted into one of concern, which made me feel even worse. "Zane? Are you okay?"

As soon as the word left his mouth, I combined my lips with his. I kissed him more passionately than I'd ever kissed him, in some kind of effort to try and amend what I had ruined.

Nico was surprised, but immediately returned the kiss with as much passion as me. We made out for more than a minute, before Nico had to come up for air.

His face was red and he was breathing a little breathlessly. "I am now." I said, a smile coming back onto my face. I still felt the guilt of what I had done, but I felt a burning determination to make this right.

My face became serious. "I will never leave you again. I promise." I kissed Nick on the forehead, causing him to basically melt in my arms. I reluctantly broke my hug with him. "We do need to get ready, unfortunately. You heard Annabeth. We leave at noon."

Nico nodded reluctantly, before giving me a quick kiss on the lips and shadow travelling to his cabin, if my aura sensing was correct. I closed my eyes and breathed in and out.

I would amend my mistake and fix everything. I opened my eyes, determination and a hint of anger on my face. I was going to make Prometheus pay for what he's done.

(000)

Alright, chapter thirty-one is finished. We had our first lemon of the whole story, and I hope I just made the whole thing believable. Zane was grieving and had no one else for comfort other than Calypso, not to mention I made Calypso's male form a combination of Nico and Taylor. It also doesn't help that Zane is at the height of puberty and his hormones are crazy right now. And for everyone outraged by Percy's confirmed death, I'll tell you this spoiler right now. He's not gone, not permanently at least. You'll see what I mean by the end of the book. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed chapter thirty-one, and I'll see y'all in a couple of weeks with the next one! Bye bye!