Devoured By The Sun

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"Oh, that's right, you and your latest infatuation parted ways a few days ago," Aphrodite remarked with a dramatic sigh, her indifference to the situation evident in her demeanor.

"Regardless, I have matters to attend to. Please, leave," I requested, turning to retrieve my bow and belt from the kitchen counter before heading towards the door.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson series or its Characters. This story is for pure entertainment purposes only. My twist on what happens after The Last Olympian.


Percy P.O.V.

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes and sat up to find I was in this massive bed in this strange, colossal room—someone decorated with black and white walls. The bed I lay in appeared black, and the shawl covering the canopy was see-through and gray. When I pulled back the black sheets, someone had stripped me down to my boxer briefs. I am confused. I looked around to see where my clothes had gone and, better yet, where Chiron went. I slipped out of bed and took another look around. The only furniture in the room was the bed with side tables, a fireplace, a ridiculous large mirror to the left, and a high-tufted leather chair with clothes on it. I looked closely at the clothes and saw they were my favorite pair of shorts I kept at the camp. There also was a blue thrasher shirt with flames from when I returned from a mini-quest. The shorts were a pair of near-to-becoming booty shorts Annabeth gave to me as a gift after finding out I was gay, I guess, to cool the waters between us. I sighed, looking out the window to the right to see the vacant desert. I slipped out of the bedroom, scooped up the clothes, and walked to what looked like the bathroom. Which was literally across from the bed; inside was black and gray marble covering the wall, sink, and toilet. A glass door covered the shower and had one of those nice handheld shower heads. Also, over by the sink, a letter sat. I walked closer and picked up the note; it read:

"I left you in a safe location. All you need to know is this is where you are going to be in this unprecedented situation you're going through. Help yourself to any personal hygiene products under the sink. They're yours, and your room is yours while you stay here. Apollo, Dionysus, and I are responsible for you until we find out who is responsible. Chimera is in the house, keeping watch on you. If you need anything, say it, and I will hear."

~Hades~

I scowled. I was shocked but primarily confused about why these Gods were responsible for me; I mean, their gods wouldn't I cause a distraction? Distribution in duties? And why the hell am I in Hades' house? Where's Persephone? Why is Hades, I am afraid to say, treated me somewhat nicely? His version. I just shook my head and got a toothbrush and paste from under the sink, laid them down, walked over to the toilet, sat my clothes on it, and turned on the shower knobs to cool. Then, I stepped into the lovely cool water and began to wash. It was unbearable at first, but it turned soothing. It felt like I had a fever and couldn't deal with a hot shower. I'll probably pass out. I concentrated long and hard on the water from my body, which worked to my relief. I wash for a good twenty minutes and step out of the shower.

When I finished drying, I pulled on the fresh underwear and my shirt and shorts from the pile. Then, I walked over to the sink, grabbed the toothbrush and paste, and brushed my teeth. I was looking at myself in the mirror and trying to gather my thoughts.

1) I have an uncomfortable heat spreading throughout my body

2) I am in the care of three gods (only one is that fond of me)

3) Why?

I spit one last time into the sink and rinsed my mouth with water, and I grabbed my dirty clothes, threw them in a hamper by the door, and left the room. Besides the bathroom, on my left, it looked like a door out of the room, which it indeed was. I carefully cracked the door and peeked out into the hall. The walls are covered in a sleek and modern black and silver theme. Across from my room was a massive black double door, which I am guessing is Hades' room. To the left of me, the hallway ended in front of the window. In front of the window was a birdbath with an open window shining light through. I walked out and looked to the right of the hallway; it seemed to have light coming from the skylight. I headed in that direction as I walked. I passed several rooms: an Office, Library, Bar, etc. This place is twenty times the size of my little cabin at camp. I walked and walked until I reached the end of the hall, opening into a Living room. The Living room had the same theme as the bathroom I was in. You can tell that this is the domain of Hades. I liked it, and the thought sent chills down my back. The God of the Underworld and I like similar styles. Though Nico and I are close, it shouldn't be a surprise. But still, I felt comfortable in his home.

Still bewildered, I sat on a black tufted leather couch with two white ottomans and glass side tables. A marble coffee table was in front of the sofa; on the coffee table was a small remote. I grabbed the remote off the coffee table before me and propped up my feet. I looked at the small remote in contempt and pressed a random button, and then suddenly, the coffee table started lowering under my feet onto the floor. "Hmm," I mumbled, pressing another; this time, music began to play loudly. It scared me, making wails loudly and falling behind the couch. I looked around, saw the ceiling speakers, and shook my head. "Ha!" I laughed so hard I cried when a Mini-Chimera entered the living room. I froze. Maybe he attacked me, but strangely, he didn't. Instead, he ran up to me, jumped on my lap, and started licking its tail, wagging away, making me laugh and giggle, though I wouldn't admit it anyone asked.

" You remember me; you're not so bad now, huh? wanna keep me company?" I chuckled, making the chimera tail wag even harder. Maybe I will better understand where I am if I ask Chimera to take me out.

"Okay, let's play. Show me outside, boy," I said, turning off the music; Chimera hopped off my lap and walked through another hall. I followed it, smiling. As I followed the Chimera, we finally arrived at the front door; I opened it to see a partially white structure surrounding it and, through it, the city of angels. I was confused and was about to walk through when I heard, "I wouldn't do that, it's a long fall," coming from above, and I looked up to see Lord Apollo with his shit-eating grinning self and hair blowing in the slight breeze. Then I immediately looked down and saw the drop and then looked to the left and right to see I was in the Hollywood sign in the O. I shook my head for the second time today and stepped back.

"Lord Apollo," I greeted in surprise. I knew from Hades' note that I was under their care. I wasn't expecting anyone so soon. It has been half a day time that I knew of since I could have been here.

Chimera started a growling fit, "Hey, little guy, it's okay, I know him," I tried to reason with the upset little pup. Though it continued to growl, Then I looked up at Apollo, looking for help.

"Why is he acting like this?" I wouldn't think the Chimera would react negatively to an Olympian, but when we first met in Denver, I was surprised it warmed up to me. Though considering I am now under Hades' protection, it doesn't see me as a threat, but that may not be the case for others. It's something I need to tell Grover when I see him next.

"He's protecting you from me," Apollo says emptily.

"Why?" I questioned why this Chimera would consider Apollo a threat. Did I miss something when I was out?

"He thinks I'm trying to embark on his Lord territory," Apollo says while snapping his fingers, which causes the Chimera to collapse into a deep sleep. I picked him up and looked at Apollo, looking confused.

"This should keep him quiet for a while." He smiled. "So, you're gonna invite me inside, young Percy," I blushed, noticing that I was still standing in the doorway and Apollo was floating on the light. I slid out of the way, letting him through.

"Come in," I said, and my face felt warm.

Apollo P.O.V.

I decided to go to surprise my new favorite demigod after riding around in Helios for the day. I picked up a delicious scent inside the hideout when I arrived at Hades' place. I stood still, trying to keep my composure; I walked up to the door and was just about to knock. When Percy opened the door leading to Hades' house behind the realm, followed by the Chimera, he looked like he was about to leave.

" I wouldn't do that. It's a long fall," I called out

"Lord Apollo," He said as Chimera took a low stance and started growling at me."Hey, little guy, it's okay. I know him," Percy tries to reason with the upset little pup. Though it continued to growl, he looked up at me, looking for help.

"Why is he acting like this?" Young Percy was perplexed, but I am sure Dionysus made it clear to Hades that I was interested in the demigod. Though my actions in the throne room were obvious, can anyone blame me? Does no one else smell the delicious scent coming off of Percy? Is it just me? Questions, Questions. Though I am not in any rush to devour this flower.

"He's protecting you from me," I say emptily after a few moments.

"Why?" Percy questioned, "I can see the thoughts trying to form in his eyes."He thinks I'm trying to embark on his Lord territory," I say while snapping my fingers, which causes the Chimera to collapse into a deep sleep. Percy picked him up and looked at me in a confused way. "This should keep him quiet for a while." I smiled. "So, you're gonna invite me inside, Young Percy," the little demigod blushed, noticing we were still standing in the doorway. Percy slides out of the way, letting me through. "Come in," Percy said, blushing madly. I walk into the house, following Percy into the living room, waiting as he sits Chimera on a small pillow. Just as he walked toward the ottoman with a bit of swaying in his hips. I cleared my throat. "So tell me, has the stay been lovely at the House of Hades?"I asked mockingly.

" It's been somewhat...hospitable," Percy said, perplexed though not scared or intimidated sitting in on the ottoman.

I sat on the couch across from Percy to control my urge to breed this young demigod. Since my instincts are wild, I have been scenting him in the throne room. I will lay with this young-looking demigod, but not like an animal. However, the longer I breathed his scent, the more I got on edge. It's as if I don't devour him ...ugh, I don't know.

"So Apollo, what brings you?" Percy asked after a while, picking at the end of his shirt. When I was starting, I realized, "We three are to meet here to discuss what to do while we investigate your condition," I said, looking around at everything but Percy to keep my sanity.

"Have you found out why this is happening or what is happening to me?" Percy questioned as he leaned closer to me; my eyes couldn't help but wander down his frame. I blink and respond, "So far, from what we can tell from Chiron, this is typical of some beings, but not any Poseidon Children has ever had heat. So, we know it is not hereditary from speaking with Poseidon. And then there is the fact that according to Dionysus, no Gods nor Goddess entered the camp the night before you fell ill..." I rubbed my chin and heard a slight movement to the left. I look up, and Percy is biting at his lips restlessly; I slowly raise my hands and unconsciously pull lightly on his bottom lip. The scent called me again, and I didn't want to resist.

"Don't do that," I said breathlessly, looking at his now red-swallowing lips. "We'll figure it out," I huffed, grabbed Percy, pushed him against the ottoman, and began teasing my tongue against his. I gasped and slipped my tongue against the roof of his mouth; he shivered and relaxed into my hold a bit more. I gripped him by the hips, pulling him towards me on the couch. He instantly wrapped his legs around me. I grinned into his mouth and kissed and nipped at his neck, and I felt his cock get so hard against mine. I chuckled as Percy whined, "Ahh ..ha...Apollo, please".

I grinned and snapped my fingers, leaving us naked and our clothes on the floor. I raised from the couch with Percy in my arms, walked over to the coffee table, and laid him over it. Then, I took a step back to take in the sight of Percy. The spread looked delicious. His cheeks were flushed, and his legs were wide, letting me see everything. I released a slight growl from my throat, my fingers sliding gently against his thighs. His eyes were glazed over, and he let out a lustful moan, "Please, Please...Apollo," Percy cried out.

"Be Patient, little one; I'm getting there." I grinned wide, thinking this would be a fun ride….


Sorry, guys, for the lateness; my life has been crazy. But here is the third chapter of BTG. Also, I would like to thank Zaingoddess, Raven, Killer Angel 2000, Slyshindi, multiproxy, ethereal, playing-dodgeball-with-bricks, Arthur's Knight, and ThomygonTheEpicNerd for reviewing. I know many others love and follow my stories. Thanks also.