Recharging Grace

Following the war against Gaea, Percy has been hearing voices that speak of 66 seals and a cage holding a dreadful beast. Everyone, including Percy's newly found half-brother, believes that Percy is struggling with the death of Annabeth. That tune changes when a baby is a trench coat appears, with a message that runs lave cold. Seraphim!Percy. Perlia.

Chapter 1: Burning fall

Percy was falling. His wings ached as he plummeted to earth. The feeling of his grace leaving him flooded through him. He looked around, Elenore and Azrael were falling faster than he was. The damage Anna had done to Elenore's wings made it clear that she wasn't going to survive. Percy let out an echoing scream that made his brothers and sister flinch. From his post, Castiel raised his head.

Percy felt someone slap him. Opening his eyes and moving at a speed that would make lightning jealous, Percy found himself in Cabin Three, Thalia on the floor waving her hand. Percy's eyes found Jack, his younger half-brother, standing near the door with Chiron next to him.

"Percy," Said Chiron, stooping down to fit through the door, "Are you alright?"

Percy shakily nodded, making Thalia snort, "Yeah, right, I had to slap you, like, seven times before you even realised something was wrong."

"I-I'm fine, there's nothing to worry about." Stammered Percy, trying to sound believable.

"Dude, the entire camps water system says differently." Said Jack, leaning against the door.

Percy looked out the door and found Clarisse violently attacking an Aphrodite Camper with a plunger. Normally, Percy would've started laughing at this, if a massive puddle of water hadn't been surrounding them. Fortunately, it had been a very hot day, so everyone was using this as a chance to cool off.

"Percy, perhaps you should meet me in the Big House." Said Chiron, looking down at Percy. Thalia walked off to join the rest of the Hunt, who were off to the side with their feet in a deep puddle of water.

Chiron and Percy quietly made their way to the Big House, some campers, such as Grover and Piper, quietly watched as Percy walked with Chiron.

RG

A man wearing a suit and trench coat was looking up at the sky.

"You felt it, didn't you?" Asked a voice from behind him, the man turned to face a man with dark skin, who was wearing a business suit.

"I did, Uriel." Replied the man, his voice gravelly, "It seems that another seal was broken."

"Michael believes the seal broke years ago, Castiel," Said Uriel, walking towards Castiel, "back when Anna threw herself from heaven and dragged three Angels with her."

Castiel was silent, he remembered when Anna had jumped from heaven, dragging Azrael and Seraphiel with her and killing Elenore.

"You believe that Seraphiel has started to awaken?" Asked Castiel, looking sideways at Uriel.

"I am certain of it." Responded Uriel, his back towards Castiel.

RG

Percy sat across from Chiron, the centaur sitting in his wheel chair.

"So, the dream you had, you were falling?" Asked Chiron, while Dionysus quietly grumbled.

"Yeah, but what made it weird, was that I heard thoughts, as if they were my own." Said Percy, looking lost.

"Percy, everyone grieves differently," Chiron spoke, "perhaps this is your way of grieving Annabeth."

Percy scowled, this was not the first time he'd heard this, "This has nothing to do with Annabeth." Saying her name hurt him, more than they could imagine, but he had too much to do, which meant his grieving for her could take place later.

Chiron sighed, looking Percy in the eye, "Percy, perhaps a visit to somewhere that has a more home feel to it would help you with your dreams, you mother's home or Atlantis perhaps?"

"Amphitrite doesn't like me very much, neither does Triton, so Atlantis is a no," Retorted Percy, "and mom has the in laws over and they don't like me very much either."

Chiron sighed, before looking out of the window, "Perhaps a visit to Olympus is in order."

Percy huffed, crossing his arms and glaring at the ceiling, "I don't need to go anywhere, I'm fine here."

Dionysus snorted, while Chiron only sighed. He'd feared that Percy would be like this, part of him was wishing that Poseidon had actually came when Chiron told him of Percy's dreams, "Percy, I'm afraid that you may not get a choice."

Percy rolled his eyes and muttered "So much for free will."

RG

Thalia looked up when she heard someone approaching, Maria, one of the newer hunters, was holding a book in her hands. The six-year-old was looking nervous, as if she was waiting for Thalia to start shouting at her.

"What is it, Maria?" Thalia asked, as an Athena camper walked past.

Maria shuffled forwards a few steps and held the book out to Thalia.

"You want me to read to you?" Maria nodded and sat down a couple of feet away from Thalia. Thalia looked down and realised with a jolt, that Maria handed Thalia a copy of the Bible. Thalia silently sent an apology to the Olympians, before she started reading to Maria. Half-an-hour later, Thalia heard a strange sound behind her, she also noticed that Maria was cowering away. Thalia quickly closed the book and threw it at the source of the noise, before readying her bow and aiming it at a man in a suit and trench coat.

"Err, hello?" Asked the man, his voice gravelly.

"Who are you and how did you get here?" Thalia loudly demanded, gaining the attention of the other Campers and the residents of the Big House.

"I assure you, that I mean no harm." Said the man, raising his hands up, "To you or the Nephilim."

Thalia kept her weapon on him, as he crouched down, picked up the book and held it out for Maria to take. Maria quietly took the book before hiding behind Thalia again. By that time, Chiron and Percy were nearing them.

"You still haven't told how or why you're here." Demanded Thalia, her patience wearing thin. Percy drew level with Thalia, uncapping Riptide. The man looked at Percy, before addressing Thalia.

"I'm here for him." Said the man, pointing at Percy.

"Who are you?" Demanded Thalia, her anger slowly over taking her patience.

"Castiel?" Whispered Percy, right at Thalia let the arrow fly at the man, which embedded into him with a soft thunk.

A/N: This story is a response to the Pagans? Really? challenge By Sea and Chaos. This is a story that I will update a bit sporadically but it will follow Percy as he awakens who he is/once was.