Author's Note (Nov. 25, 2017): I edited the chapter again. I am, after all, my own beta.
Author's Note: Okay, here's my promised rewritten of my story "Darkness In Every Light." It will have more or less 12 chapters unless I change my plot.
The story starts two years after the Giant War, Ethan Nakamura was the lightning thief, and Luke is in a relationship with Annabeth.
This story will have slow updates, but I will make it up by creating longer chapters. Please bear with me.
BTW, there several changes compared from the original story which sucks. I can't even believe that I was the one who wrote it.
Anyways, enjoy.
Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns the Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Heroes of Olympians series.

Chapter 1:

Transcendence of the Sea Princess

There was silence in the vast throne room of the Olympians and the occasional squeak of the spinning wheel is heard. Normally, the fourteen Olympians [the 12 including Hestia and Hades] will be having their usual banters or conversations or meetings or whatever whatnot. But this time, the Olympians besides Poseidon, Hera and Hestia along with one of their children from their Greek and Roman counterparts – with the exception of Apollo as Rachel is also joining and some of the Romans which are generations – are witnessing the transcendence of a demigod to a god.

The demigod, or should I say, demigoddess, is at the center of the throne room, standing straight and confidently in front of the Moirae or The Fates – Lachesis, Clotho, and Atropos.

Said 22-year-old demigoddess being described as beautiful would be an understatement, it is best to describe her beauty as "Aphrodite-blessed". Her streaked hair flowed in soft waves up to her thighs, the red and orange streaks blending among the locks while a thin white streak of hair stood out on one side. Intense sea green eyes surrounded by a bright scarlet lining, shifted like a very stormy sea, almost making her eyes look pupil-less. The visible scars marring her lightly tanned skin only enhanced her exotic look. A simple blue shirt and black jeans covered her tall and lithe figure.

Her name is Persephone Vesta Jackson, first daughter of Poseidon and Neptune, Champion of Hestia and Mars, One of the Seven, Bearer of the Sky, Bane of Kronos and Gaia, Slayer of Polybotes and other bunch of titles she couldn't bother to remember.

She has so many experiences of being in mortal peril that almost nothing can scare her anymore. However, The Fates brought back her last memory of them almost 10 years ago – the snipping of that fateful dark grey thread that was not hers, but the hero, Ethan Nakamura's. That event haunted her for many nights. And now, in front of them again, the fear was back, but she controlled herself and did not let her fear show.

After many months, that turned into years, of thoughts, persuasions and hearing advises, she finally made up her mind and accepted the gift of godhood that Zeus was nice enough to open for her. Well, Zeus was generous and became really fond of his niece that he gave her time to think about it and that he will wait.

After accepting the approval of godhood by all the Olympians and the Fates, Persi is only waiting for the Moirae to decide her domains and symbols, and after that, a long slumber for the body to adjust itself.

After a few minutes that seemed like hours, Persi became enveloped in a sea blue glow and her eyes glassed, then the Three Fates spoke together:

"In memory of his defeat, Lord Kronos the Titan of Justice and Time has declared you worthy of inheriting his domains along with Lord Chronos the Primordial of Time, both who have willingly entered the void. Their last will, you shall receive.

"And now, behold the demigoddess formerly known as Persephone Vesta Jackson, shall henceforth be known by the Greeks as Nerofora and to the Romans, Tempesta. She shall rule over the domain of Time, the domain of Justice, the domain of Ice, and the domain of Heroes. Persephone Vesta Jackson shall become the Fifteenth Olympian!"

Just as the three finished saying the last part, a throne emerged at the far left beside Hestia's throne. The throne is made from ice shaped like a typical royal throne complete with sea green cushions and framed with Imperial Gold, the armrests made of Celestial Bronze. The backrest has a clock made from Stygian Iron and the right armrest has a scrying orb made from a clear diamond.

The declaration of her domains along with reasoning had almost everyone with eyes widened and jaws comically dropped to the ground. But when Persi was declared as a future Olympian, gasps emerged from almost everyone, Ares merely grunted, and some were indifferent to it.

Everyone kneeled to the newly transformed goddess.

After that, the glow around Persi subsided and Poseidon quickly caught his daughter before she fell to the ground. Persi's clothes were replaced with a long pale blue chiton decorated with aquamarine designs and sapphires.

Poseidon was the first to snap out of his shock and voiced out to the Fates the question in everyone's mind.

"Why would the Kronos and Chronos allow themselves to fade and choose my daughter as their heir… er… heiress?"

Atropos, she who cuts the String of Life, smiled and replied, "As the Titan Lord's last will says it, we shall explain. Lord Kronos has allowed himself to fade as he does not want to be controlled again by Lady Gaia to do unforgivable actions. He confessed the influence of Amnestos as the reason for his horrid acts starting from Lord Ouranus' fall…" Aphrodite slight wince was only noticed by Hephaestus.

Meanwhile, many gave questioning looks to Athena who replied, "All I know is that Amnestos is a very powerful mind-controlling potion whose recipe is only known to the experts of medicine and it needs accurate measurements and exact instructions to make a perfect concoction. A wrongly prepared one can have disastrous effects to the one who intakes."

From his throne, Apollo cleared his throat and answered, "Amnestos is made by mixing Hemlock, essence of Belladonna, Mandrake root extract, Willow bark and Laurel leaves. The right amount of Hemlock combined with the essence of Belladonna seizes the control of the conscious mind while the Mandrake root extract and Willow bark remove the deadly properties of the Hemlock and trap the person in his or her subconscious. Finally, by adding a couple of Laurel leaves, the scent coupled with the first four ingredients' scent will send the mind in a somewhat euphoric haze that they cannot comprehend their surroundings and therefore under control. There are only two ways to cure the effects; one, if the victim drinks the antidote; and two, if the victim wins the fight for control of his/her own body, or in other words, through sheer will. A poorly prepared Amnestos will cause insanity, comatose, a brain dead body, full paralysis or death."

At the explanation, everybody nodded their heads and absorbed the information.

"How did you know this, Apollo?" Athena asked which he replied with a deadpanned look and replied, "Duh! God of Healing here."

"Of course," Athena said.

The sun god just shrugged and said, "Lady Atropos, sorry for interrupting."

Atropos simply nodded before she continued, not minding the interruption, "As I was saying, after Lord Kronos' defeat by Persephone Jackson and the late Ethan Nakamura, the Amnestos wore off slightly and Lord Kronos was able to regain his senses. Lord Chronos the Primordial of Time, meanwhile has chosen to join his other brothers and sisters into the void and was merely looking for the right person to inherit his power."

Everyone was impressed. Poseidon looked at HIS daughter with pride shining in his eyes. And it seems that Hermes, Apollo, Luke, Thalia, Leo and Nico had been thinking the same thing, "Cool!"

But alas, the impressions were broken by the Fates who spoke as one, "We have finished our purpose here, we shall now make our leave."

"Wait!" The Fates stopped on their tracks, about to flash away and everyone else in the throne room is staring at Poseidon. "When will my daughter awake?" Poseidon continued, gesturing to Persi who he is carrying in a bridal style and ignoring the stares.

At the question, the Fates turned to face him and mysteriously smiled before answering together, "All in due time, Lord Poseidon. And when the time comes," – Clotho inconspicuously looked at Apollo's direction – "you will know what to do." And after their mysterious and confusing words, the three flashed away in a pale yellow light. And as the rest was focused on the Fates, nobody noticed the Sun god and his company's eyes flash green for a split second.

"Are there anymore agenda to be discussed?" Zeus's booming voice turned everyone's attention to him. Nobody answered.

"None? Then all of the remaining Heroes of the Prophesy shall gather here tomorrow for your rewards. Dismissed!" Zeus struck a lightning signifying the meeting is adjourned.

Some of the Olympians flashed out along with their wards and some Olympians sans Poseidon shrunk down to human size and together with their children or child – and Oracle in Apollo's case – went to congratulate Poseidon.

Zeus approached the sleeping Persi who is nestled comfortably in a bridal style in her father's strong hands. Zeus patted Persi's head, "Rest well, niece." He then faced his brother, "Brother, take care of her well."

"You don't have to tell me," Poseidon replied back.

Zeus nodded and flashed out of Olympus. Hestia, Hermes, Apollo, and Persi's friends at Camp Half-blood – Grover, Annabeth, Nico, Thalia, Luke, Piper, Leo and Rachel - and Camp Jupiter – Jason, Hazel, and Frank – approached next.

"Nerofora and Tempesta…, hmmm, a fitting name don't you think little brother?" Hestia remarked.

"Indeed, it represents Persi perfectly," Poseidon.

"Where will you keep her, Uncle?" Apollo asked.

Poseidon pondered on this question for a while before answering, "I shall keep her in Atlantis where I can watch over her. Now that Sally and Paul are in Elysium, I will not make the same mistake I made when she was born."

"Lord Poseidon, how long do you think will she remain in slumber?" Annabeth asked.

"I'm sure it wouldn't be too long, would it?" Frank asked unsurely.

"Hehe…about that, considering her domains, it would be a long time before she awakens," Apollo said.

"How long, Apollo?" Poseidon asked.

"Roughly four thousand years, I think? Maybe more?" Apollo said as rubbed the back of his neck and looking at anywhere but Posiedon.

No one reacted for the first split second before most of them shouted "What?"

Hermes was the first to recover, "Woah, woah, woah, she's THAT powerful?"

Poseidon sputtered a bit before he regained his wits and sighed. "Let's continue this conversation at Atlantis, I have to settle Persi in her room. I will make an air bubble for those who can't breathe underwater. Brace yourselves!"

It was everyone's only warning before Poseidon flashed everyone to his castle at Atlantis. All of the heroes who participated in the Giant War, including Rachel were given immortality if they wish to be. Despite being immortal and all, the demigods were still not used to being immune to the gods' real form and still had their instinct to avert their eyes.

When everyone registered the new surroundings, the demigods and oracle can't help but be awed of, since it is their first time in Atlantis. They are in a very spacious – almost as big as the Throne Room in Olympus – ballroom. Delicate white shell and sapphire chandeliers that swayed with the current hung from the ceiling, the walls were decorated with portrayals of the Greek myths involving the sea and its children. In short, the room was elegant and breathtaking. Annabeth could have drooled if she was a lesser person; the architecture style of the room was simply amazing, what more of the other rooms and the exterior!

"Uncle P's palace is cool, isn't it?" Hermes said and Persi's friends nodded. Annabeth can't stop commenting on the unique carvings.

"Follow me," Poseidon said and they snapped out of their stupor as Poseidon led them out of the grand ballroom into a hallway. They passed a couple of rooms before they stopped in front of a set of double doors framed by what looks like it was made from the same slab as that of the Poseidon cabin. The turquoise double doors are guarded by two burly-looking mermen with halberds radiating some sort of powerful energy. The door was etched with Persi's full name that stretched from the left door to the right door. The center of the left door was etched with Persi's name in her Greek form, Nerofora while the right was etched with Persi's name in her Roman form, Tempesta. In front of the door is Delphin, Poseidon's adviser.

"Delphin, is everything ready?" Poseidon asked.

"Yes, my lord. Though I suggest everyone to cover your ears when you open the door," Delphin said.

Poseidon groaned with a hint of fondness, "Let me guess, Triton's inside."

"Yes, my lord. And before I forget, Lady Amphitrite will be joining you shortly."

"Oh dear… Delphin, you're dismissed," Poseidon turned to face everyone's confused looks after Delphin bowed and went to his errands.

"Let me guess, Triton hates Persi?" Thalia asked.

"Not quite," at this statement, except for Annabeth, Grover, and Luke, Persi's friends widened their eyes.

"You see, Triton was really ecstatic when he found out that Persi's a girl, it escalated when he met her. In conclusion, Triton is very clingy; and, expect more to come when Amphitrite arrives, she can be very overprotective especially now that she has someone to call a daughter."

"I know right, Grover and I had to wrestle Percy out of his hug during the quest for Lord Zeus's lightning!" Annabeth fondly recalled. Grover snickered at the memory.

"Yeah, and when I accidentally cut Persi during our spars by the lake, Triton almost killed me if not for Persi calming him down!" Luke exclaimed and shuddered as he remembered Triton's explicit rant on how he would castrate him if Persi was to be harmed again.

"That is Triton indeed. If you all value your sense of hearing, I suggest everyone to cover their ears!"

Everyone covered their ears as Poseidon motioned the guards to open the door. The first thing that they saw was a green skinned muscular merman shooting like a missile towards Posidon's direction with his arms open wide.

"PEEEEEEEEEERRSSIIIIIIIIIIIIII!"

"~End of Chapter~

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