Reply to Roo. You are implying she doesn't like what she is seeing. Annabeth is gorgeous and Percy is a quite attractive young the question why I deleted the OG PoC. A few of the characters in the story were the age I was when I wrote it. That means underage. I am now twenty-five and so... well things change my friends.

Percy Jackson

After Piper had so rudely cock-blocked him and ruined the mood completely, Percy had returned home, where he found himself ambushed by his favorite slave. "How did it go?" Silena demanded, greeting him with one of her tongue-tying smiles. To this day, he still wasn't sure if Silena knew what effect she had on guys or not.

Percy pointed at his growing bruise, yes it turns out he could still get bruises as a god, which was oddly comforting.

"Rough," Silena commented.

"Oh no, it went great. She jumped me right after that. Got to second base and everything, but then Piper butted in," Percy announced.

"You did your duty, sailor," Silena reasoned gravely, though the squeal that followed that statement ruined it.

He would have liked to be able to say that nothing eventful happened for the rest of the day. However, that would be a lie.

Shortly before dinner, he got a call via Iris's messaging service from one Grover Underwood. After making sure that Silena was neither undressed nor unknowingly visible in the call, Percy took it.

The holographic image of his oldest friend appeared, hovering in front of him.

"Lord of the Wild," Percy greeted the satyr with a grin on his face.

"Hi, Percy," Grover greeted him, looking rather downcast.

"What's up, man?" Percy asked, raising a glass of coke in salute.

Grover sighed deeply. "There is no easy way to put this, so I'll just say it. Juniper dumped me like an hour ago."

Percy lowered his drink in shock, the smile fading off his face. "What?"

"Yeah, she just ended it," Grover announced. Now that Percy thought of it the satyr looked quite miserable.

"Why, what happened?" Percy asked, noticing that Silena was now following their conversation intently from where she was scratching Mrs. O'Leary behind the ears.

Grover shrugged. "I don't know, man. Just said something about setting me free and that was it," he explained.

"Man, I know how you feel," Percy tried to console his friend.

"Some of the other nymphs have been hitting on me, but I always turned them down. Maybe Juniper didn't trust me," Grover reasoned sadly.

"Hey, I am sure she does," Percy assured Grover. Loyalty was one virtue Grover didn't lack.

"How are you holding up? Do you need me to come?" Percy asked. "You are also welcome any time here on Olympus. I am sure Silena would be happy to see you," Percy assured him.

On any other day, Grover might have been more interested in the daughter of Aphrodite's resurrection. Today wasn't any other day.

"Thanks, man, I'm fine. It would be cool if you could come by," Grover admitted glumly. "Now she isn't even talking to me anymore, it's as if the past few years never happened."

Percy frowned. When he had seen Juniper only a few days ago she hadn't seemed happy, but nothing like this.

"That's rough," Percy muttered.

"You know, just when things were going great..." Grover trailed off and looked down at his feet.

"Will you be staying at camp?" Percy asked.

"For a bit," Grover confirmed.

"Listen, I'll come down to see you as soon as possible," Percy promised. "I've got something important tomorrow, but after that, I'll make my way down to Camp."

Groover gave him a sad smile. "That would be nice, Percy. Most of the other satyrs are telling me to just take another nymph, but I don't want to."

"Don't let them talk you into anything you don't want to do. You are better than that?" Silena tried to console Grover after sitting down next to Percy. Only moments before, Mrs O'Leary had just randomly jumped to her feet and bustled off.

Percy was sure she hadn't considered how that comment made him look. Then she didn't seem to hold him in any lower regard for sleeping with her, so Silena likely viewed the situations as fairly different.

After ending the call, Percy glanced over at Silena. "You're wearing more than you have in a while," Percy noted, glancing at the hoodie and jeans. "I hope you don't feel the need to change anything for me, just wear what makes you comfortable."

Silena frowned. "I got called a pair of tits today, and I think Khione was right there. Just because I could be lying around here like a snack on a platter doesn't mean I should...unless you want me to, of course."

"Whatever makes you comfortable. And you don't look any less good just because you are wearing something other than beachwear. "

"Why are all girls going crazy?" Percy asked after a long moment of silence.

"I trust you aren't including me in that question?" Silena asked mildly.

"No..." Percy assured her.

"Maybe it's something in the air? Just kidding, it's to be expected. Now that we have left two wars behind us, our couples suddenly have to spend time with each other and focus on their relationships. Like Piper or Jason, for instance. Many couples can't handle that. I expect to see a few more breakups ahead."

"Like me and Annabeth?" Percy asked.

"Nah, you and Annabeth are a unique case. Your relationship has a solid foundation, though neither of you have spent that much casual time together. Not that you aren't facing problems, just different ones than Piper and Jason are. To me, it looks like the two of you are working through that. I think the two of you will be fine, but many others might not be."

Percy smiled at his roommate. "So, are you up to going out for dinner?" he asked.

Silena raised an eyebrow.

"Not as a date, just as friends," Percy explained, and Silena grinned.

"I won't say no to that."

Before leaving, Percy decided to the lowest level of his residence where he found Khione lying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. It didn't come as a surprise to find the climate to be frigid.

"Khione," Percy greeted her, trying to sound light as possible.

Khione waited for a long moment, but then finally set up and looked up intently and once again Percy was struck by how warm the goddess's brown eyes were. However, there was nothing warm about the look she gave him. The bronze collar around her neck still shimmered.

"Lord Perseus," she greeted him.

"I trust you find your accommodations acceptable?" Percy asked, more to be polite. If she didn't then tough luck.

"Preferable to previous ones," Khione allowed graciously and sat up. "How long will I stay down here?" she asked.

"Indefinitely," Percy explained, trying to sound apologetic. "It's better than the alternative, believe me."

Khione shrugged and looked him over. "You have no other plans with me?" she asked suspiciously.

Finally, it made click. Khione was still low-key, concerned that he might force himself on her.

"Don't worry, as long as you are under my guard, no one will lay a hand on you," Percy promised her. "I'll check on you from time to time. And be nice to Silena, she has done nothing to earn your insults."

Khione frowned. "She is but a slave girl..."

"Yes, but she is my slave," Percy emphasized. "So, by the will of Zeus, are you. The only difference is that Silena is out here and you are in there," Percy reminded her. "So, mind your tone. Around here she is far above you in the pecking order. Speaking of Silena, we're going out for dinner now."

As he walked back to the vault door to leave, Khione called out to him once more. "Lord Perseus?"

"Yes?" he asked, looking over his shoulder.

"I would thank you for preserving my honor from those Centaurs. I appreciate the gesture," Khione announced.

Percy turned around to look at her. Khione didn't smile, though her expression seemed slightly less cold and hard.

"Regardless of whatever crimes you might have committed, you definitely did not deserve to be gang-raped by a hoard of psychotic centaurs."

The following day Annabeth visited. It oddly surprised Percy how quickly he and Annabeth slipped back into their old rhythm, though it had been a bit awkward at first, which wasn't a surprise considering the last day's make-out session. At least something had come off the visit. Not only had he made out with Annabeth, but it had also pleased him to learn that Piper would indeed be moving in with Annabeth.

They had met that day with good intentions to plan a quest.

However, it quickly turned out that they didn't actually have that much to plan. For one, the quest hadn't officially been handed out yet and as such; they didn't even know where to even begin to look for Circe.

Silena Beauregard

Silena had already had misgivings by the time Percy pulled her up to join him on Mrs. O'Leary's back, and even the reassuring feeling of Percy's powerful arms locking around her as he held onto the hellhound wasn't enough to calm her unease. Shadow travel was something for monsters, or maybe the more daredevil of her fellow demigods. It wasn't something a self-respecting daughter of Aphrodite should ever be involved in. No, Silena very much preferred to travel via Pegasi.

When they finally materialized, Silena felt as if she was going to be sick. If Percy hadn't been holding her, she would have fallen right off the hellhound's back.

"Not feeling well," Silena warned.

As if she could understand them, Mrs. O'Leary dropped down onto her stomach, allowing Silena to slip off without too much of a fall.

Silena fell to her knees and breathed deeply, sure she was going to puke. When the nausea had finally passed, she let Percy pull her back to her feet.

"Feeling better?" he asked sympathetically. Silena looked back at the big blue house, though her knees suddenly felt weak, and this time that had nothing to do with the journey.

She hadn't wanted to come back to camp, at all. It wasn't camp itself, only the manifest reminder of her mistakes, her betrayal, and the lives lost because of it. She knew it might sound cowardly, but she didn't want to have to look her fellow campers in the eyes. That and there was also the fact that the story of her return to the world of the living will have certainly made the rounds, and she really wasn't in the mood to answer dozens of poorly veiled inquiries into her sex life.

She had tried every trick in her arsenal to have Percy let her stay home. She had argued, begged, pleaded, pulled the puppy eye card, even indirectly offered to let him have some fun with her before he left. Of course, she was well aware how hypocritical this was after having turned Percy away only the day before due to not wanting to interfere with Annabeth and her attempts to get back with Percy.

In her defense, she really didn't want to go and at that moment, the post-sex guilt had seemed preferable to having to visit the camp.

Percy had only laughed, kissed her on the forehead, and ordered her to get ready.

As they approached, the door opened and Chiron came strutting out. The old teacher beamed at Silena as they approached, as if his favorite student had just finally come home.

"Silena, I hoped Percy would bring you by. Are you returning for good or just visiting?" he asked, a lot warmer than Silena felt she deserved.

"Just passing through," Silena hastily said before Percy could make any further changes to their plan. She wouldn't put it past him.

"I see, I am still pleased to see you. You will always have a home here;" Chiron announced.

Silena offered her best smile. Though she doubted she could ever live here again, even if she hadn't sworn herself into Percy's service. Perhaps one day, but she very much doubted it.

Together they walked up the front steps and rounded the porch to the back of the building form where they could overlook most of the camp. "It's gotten full," she noted, noticing all the new buildings.

"It has," Percy agreed, looking rather pleased with himself. Then she remembered that this had been part of the changes he had suggested they make after the war.

Even though they were off-season, there were a surprising amount of campers milling around. "There are a lot more campers than there used to be, don't you?" she marveled. As usual, the children of Demeter tended to the plans, though she recognized none of them. However, some of them looked up with open curiosity, as if she were the new one. Perhaps she was. The camp she had left had been one populated by battle-hardened veterans. Many of these kids looked almost soft in comparison.

Then she noticed the statue of Athena standing on the top of a hill. Annabeth had found it, she noted with quite a lot of pride. How far the daughter of Athena had come.

"Oh, very much so. New Campers arrive every week," Chiron confirmed brightly.

They looked down at Camp for a long moment.

"Percy, we'll catch up later. I have an archery class to teach," Chiron announced. "Why don't the two of you head down."

"Hey you 're Percy, right?" one of Demeter's sons asked Percy, though his eyes kept flickering back to Silena.

Despite her leaving away any makeup and wearing one of Percy's hoodies, they had picked her out as a daughter of Aphrodite at first glance; it wasn't hard.

"That's me," Percy agreed.

"Where did you find this one?" he asked, trying to keep his glances at her short and simple. "She lasted long on her own." Finally, he turned his attention to Silena and offered his best smile, suddenly looking flustered and his cheeks blushing. "Welcome to camp, my name is Sean O'Brien."

Silena smiled patiently. "I hate to disappoint you, but I am not a new Camper. I came here the first time when I was five," she offered patiently.

"Oh, so one of the Summer Campers," he decided brightly.

"Sorry Sean, we need to go," Percy suddenly cut into her immense relief.

"You always get checked out like that?" Percy asked, and she couldn't help but giggle. "When I meet new people, yes. It gets better after folks get to know me. Just so you know, you get flirted with a lot too, you just never noticed."

Percy didn't reply, but looked pleased with himself.

Before long, faces she knew appeared, and quickly frenzied her.

"It's finally Silena fucking Beauregard," Jake Mason, the tall and muscular son of Hephaestus, announced to the growing crowd. To her mild surprise, instead of anger, he simply looked thrilled to see her, and other campers she had known also seemed thrilled to see her.

"You've got this. I need to talk to Grover," Percy announced, and slipped away into the crowd.

The burly smith simply picked her up in a rib-cracking embrace. A moment later, she was standing face to face with Katie. "Sorry, but I had to tell everyone," her old friend admitted, tears forming in her eyes as she beamed at Silena.

Tears welled in Silena's eyes, and she hugged Katie again. "That's alright," she muttered.

Just then, Katie was knocked aside by a very familiar young woman.

The burly and tall daughter of Ares towered above her, an almost maniacal grin on her face. "Silena," she screamed and once again Silena was picked off her feet and twirled around like some child's doll.

There was some sniggering in the group. "The victorious daughter of Aphrodite has returned!" she called out, and a few of her siblings cheered.

It was then that she spotted a few faces that were clearly less than happy about her return. A few of the campers were glowering at her. She couldn't hold it against them. Most of those that she knew looked thrilled to see her though and those she didn't know mostly watched in confusion as a girl they didn't know was greeted with an abundance of enthusiasm.

It took her about half an hour until Michael and two of her other full-time cabin mates led her back to her cabin, where she found a small altar. A stool, with a picture of her clad in pink hoplite armor from that time they had faced the hunt during a game of capture the flag. They stacked batches of black and red roses up against the stool along with her old sword, an artful blade forged by her late boyfriend Charles Beckendorf. She had forgotten the weapon entirely.

Her Camp necklaces, a black leather cord with thirteen beads, lay in front of the picture.

"Now that you 're alive, we thought you might like your things back," Michael explained, grinning. "Lacy will be furious, though. She is the one that set it up."

Silena stared down at the shrine, not knowing how to feel about it. It was rare that one got to see a shrine dedicated to herself and, for some reason; it was oddly disturbing.

When she didn't answer, Michael coughed awkwardly. "So, are you going to become the camp counselor again?"

Silena smiled at them sadly. "I don't think that will be possible. Besides, I hear that Piper girl has been doing a good job."

"She's almost never here," Olivia, another old-timer, explained. "Don't get me wrong, Piper is great, but she's never there to handle the day-to-day problems. You are coming back to camp though, right?"

"I will definitely visit, but I'm not coming back. I've got other obligations that make shifting back impossible," she explained.

"You mean serving, Percy?" Olivia asked, suddenly sounding a lot more enthusiastic. "What is being his slave-like, he's so gorgeous. I'd let him be my master for a day or two...," the fourteen-year-old fawned.

"He is," Silena agreed, almost laughing. "Percy is a really sweet guy. A lot less glamorous than one might imagine."

"Sex with hot, much too old guys aside," Michael cut in and picked up the necklace. "These are yours and you should get them back," he explained and then fastened the necklace around her neck and handed her, her old Xiphos.

"These are yours and you should have them back," he explained and shot a warning glance at their younger half-sister. "It's time we remove this shrine. It's been bumming everyone out." Silena guessed Olivia had discovered a taste for older guys, and Michael was visibly concerned about it.

"You should have stayed dead," a familiar voice announced and Silena spun around.

One of her other half-sisters stood in the doorway.

"Vanessa?" Silena asked, surprised. The African American girl looked at her coldly and Silena remembered how they used to be quite close.

"Vanessa!" Michael growled. "That is..."

Silena held her hand up. "No, it's fine."

Vanessa slowly walked up to Silena. "You betrayed us," her sister growled, her voice trembling with fury. "We were a family, and you still dared look us in the eyes, knowing that you were selling us all out. How many died because of you? Beckendorf? Lee? Yew? Castor? Evelyn? Did you just give them our general plan, or perhaps even the size and disposition of our forces?"

Silena lowered her gaze. "I would happily die ten times over if it meant I got to undo my mistakes," Silena said softly and suddenly the memory of the smell and the feeling of her own face being burnt away by acid under her helmet became very vivid. Suddenly, she could feel her blood rushing through her ears and her heart pounded in her chest.

"And yet here you are! While you are playing the maid and bouncing around on Jackson's cock, our friends, brothers, and sisters are dead! Don't bother trying to sell us the slavery card, Percy is a sweetheart. The gods know you would deserve something else entirely. I hope Percy sleeps lightly with you in the house."

She could see the hurt and anger on her sister's face and fought back her tears. Guilt and grief weighed heavily on her soul. There was nothing Silena could think of to do or say to make things better, so stayed silent. She knew that in her anger Vanessa was saying things she might have not on other days, or perhaps she meant everything she said. She wouldn't be wrong.

What could she have done differently? Down in the underworld, she had a lot of time to think about it. At any time, she could have just gone to Chiron or Charlie. Or Annabeth, or Clarisse. Or even to Percy, who had arguably been their greatest champion at the time. She should have just told them that Luke was blackmailing her. But then, what did they say? Hindsight is twenty-twenty?

So, I am back. I am out of my new job and my new one conveniently quit on me less than a week before I was supposed to start. Now I am enjoying being a hobo and vibing accordingly. Down to business. My Khione fanart is now truly on short final and will be posted in a day or two. The artist is only doing a few more final touches. So come to discord and check them out. This is going to, hands down be the best piece of PJO-verse fanart in existence. The discord Code: 9kT6Qbn. (If you see anything that needs editing, there is a feed on discord where you can point them out) Last Ronin also has some really spicy stuff coming from his side as well, so popping by is definitely worth your time. He has a pretty exceptional community running there. If you haven't read it yet, go check out his story "A lover's Quest." Is is literally the Island Harem story concept in its ultimate form and definitely worth your time. If you liked PoC, you will love his stuff.

There will be some more Percy/Silena friendship moments, and I definitely need to introduce Silena and Sally.

Anyway, do leave Reviews. They always brighten my day and they are after all what help me improve my story.

Henry Locker over and out.