AN: May contain mentions and only mentions or suggested rape. Also suggestive themes, and possibly things are said, rated M to be safe. First real story, flames accepted but will be ignored. I like constructive criticism. Now for the story! This is also what was in my mind. Tell me if I should continue.

3rd POV

Percy Jackson, the great Hero of Olympus. Anything in the Greek mythological world knew that name. They knew of his strength and triumphs. If only they knew how quickly he broke.

Percy knocked on the grand doors of the Olympian throne room. The air was cool on Olympus, but no one had seemed to mind.

A gruff voice said, "Come in." Percy obeyed and pushed open the golden doors.

He expected to see the Olympian council, but was surprised when he only found Zeus in his throne. He approached and bowed to the king of Olympus.

"Rise demigod," he said. Percy rose to his feet and look at Zeus.

"With no disrespect Zeus," Percy said, "why am I here? We already got our gifts from the war."

"I am just going to be blunt with this. Hecate has been weakened after the war, and someone needs to take over her domains. The council has chosen you, Perseus."

Percy was shocked. He was offered immortality again. Sadly, he knew he couldn't take it. He was still with Annabeth, and they were engaged. He couldn't turn his back on her.

"But you would have to become immortal before you could take on her powers. Becoming a god with new domains is different than being transferred powers. To become immortal you have to be given it in a certain way by a god who you will have a connection with and be loyal to." Percy nodded his head respectfully but didn't care about what Zeus had to say.

"I propose this being me so you are always loyal to the council . . ." Percy had to cut Zeus off.

"With all respect my lord, I don't accept. I'm sure another god would appreciate the honor of taking on Hecate's power. I think I shall go now." Percy bowed one more time before leaving Olympus.

Zeus glared at the closing door. Right when the door closed, Poseidon flashed into the throne room in his usual attire.

"He didn't accept, did he?" Poseidon asked. Zeus shook his head.

"You will have him immortal by tonight Poseidon. Hecate only has days left, and he is the strongest demigod to host her powers." The sea god left the same way he came in, leaving Zeus as alone as before.

"The other gods must not know about this. I hope even Apollo bought the lie I fed them," Zeus mumbled to himself.

At CHB

Jason greeted Percy as he passed the boarder of Camp Half-Blood. He decided to stay, along with Leo and Piper. Frank returned to New Rome, to take his new role as praetor and was followed by Hazel. Both camps do visit each other though.

"So what did my dad want?" The blonde raised an eyebrow at the son of Poseidon.

"He . . . uh . . . offered me godhood again," he replied, scratching the back of his neck.

Anger flashed through Jason's eyes. The Roman had trouble not being the strongest or a leader anymore. Camp Half-Blood was giving him a need for power he gave up. Piper and Leo took notice of this quickly. They both gave him needed space; Leo going on a quest to free Calypso, Piper saying their relationship needed a break until they were both fully committed. Piper did love Jason, she knew most of his energy was going into trying to find a way to make camp his.

"Oh, and hows godhood so far?" Jason asked when he regained his composure.

"I didn't accept." Jason gaped, but his expression quickly turned to anger.

"How could you not accept?! I would have in a heartbeat! You have it all: the girl, the camp, power, now all you need is to be a god to make it official! If I could take it all away from you, I would!" With that, Jason stormed off. The outburst didn't surprise Percy as he had sensed Jason's anger towards him plenty of times. He shrugged it off knowing that that really helped Jason blow off some steam. Percy continued down the hill to find his fiance.

Sadly, he hadn't found Annabeth in the Big House or her cabin. He also checked the archery range, pavilion and amphitheater only to find her not there. The last place to check was the beach, knowing she wouldn't go into the forest alone or for no reason. [AN: Ready for the cliché twist-ish part?]

He only made it a few meters onto the sand before he felt his heart break.

"Annabeth?" His voice sounded broken, like shattered glass.

"Percy, it's not what it looks like. He came onto me! I swear on the River Styx!" Thunder rumbled above the dome-shaped barrier of Camp Half-Blood. Tears were starting to gather in Percy's eyes.

"That doesn't mean you were enjoying it, or kissing back Annabeth! Why, though? I treated you like you were my world, and you throw it away?" The waves were starting to churn, but Percy could barely feel the slight tugging in his gut.

"I am sorry, Percy! Conner came onto me! I am the victim!" She yelled back. Conner shuffled nervously back and fourth under Percy's hard gaze. He was actually dared by a few of his sibling to kiss Annabeth . . . but then they both got into it. He was glad Percy came then because he didn't know how far they would've gone.

"Annabeth, I don't know what to say. All I know is that we're done. I don't know if we'll ever get back together, but I'm leaving," he said. Percy pushed passed Annabeth and dove into the water, swimming towards his father's palace.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TIME SKIP In Atlantis~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Percy Pov

I swam right into the throne room of Atlantis hoping to find my father in there. Thankfully he was, but with a distraught look upon his tan face.

"Dad?" I asked tentatively. His head snapped up, his eyes not showing the usual mirth that they do.

"Percy, my boy. What brings to you Atlantis?" Poseidon asked. I bit my lip and blurted out the story. From Zeus asking me for immortality, to Annabeth cheating on me with Conner. Every few moments he would nod his head to acknowledge his listening, until I finished my story.

"It seems you've had a long day. Let us head to your quarters and have a drink. You need it." I gave him a funny look.

"Dad, I'm still underage. I can't have anything alcoholic." A smirk made its way onto his face.

"Son, you being my son lets you filter out anything you don't want. If you choose alcohol, it will only relax you, you will not get drunk," he explained. "So will you have a drink with your old man?" This time I smirked and nodded.

Like the last time I was here, my bed was untouched, and my walls were bare. The only different was the bottle of white wine and two glasses on the night-stand. My dad almost immediately when towards the wine and poured some in both glasses. He handed my mine and I looked at it. I was clear, and looked fine. I swished it around a bit before taking a swig. And once I had a sip, I didn't stop until my glass was empty.

I looked to my dad only to see his glass full, and a fake smile on his face.

Then I blacked-out.