Anger: Percy Jackson Style

Y'all thought I was dead, didn't you? ;o

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson.

HAZEL

Three days. That's how long they sat twiddling their thumbs, still in Olympus, at a loss of what to do. On a usual day, Annabeth would give them suggestions or Percy would fool around with them till they forgot their worries. Unfortunately for Camp Half Blood, it was not a usual day.

Understatement of the decade, thought Hazel wryly.

Hazel Levesque was an unhappy demigod. It had been more than three days since Nico was assigned to what was basically a suicide mission disguised as a quest. Oh no, she didn't doubt her brother's strength, not at all. But the fact that the quest was meant to come to fruition so close to the chasm of Tartarus unsettled her.

But she knew Nico would be okay. After all, the leaders of Camp Half Blood themselves were out for blood. An angry Percy was terrifying in his own rights. Add an angry Annabeth to the mix and whoever they were up against would have his worst nightmare at his feet. Gods bless the foolish Titans who she knew would try to harm Nico, and Gods bless Zeus and Hera if Nico was hurt.

Three days of anxious fretting and forced calm via Piper's charmspeak later, Percy and Annabeth appeared at the doors of Olympus, striding in casually as if they hadn't threatened to make the Gods regret their existence just three days prior, a weary but otherwise unharmed looking Nico in tow.

Hazel suppressed a relieved cry even as the Gods visibly relaxed and tensed at the same time.

"Nico! You're okay!" Jason yelped, looking as if someone took the weight of the sky off his shoulders.

Reyna seemed to be on the same wavelength. "Gods, di Angelo, don't ever do that again."

Nico smiled faintly. "Hi. I'm okay."

Hazel threw her arms around his shoulders and tried not to shake even as Nico held her. "I'm okay, Hazel. I'm alright, see?"

Hazel only tightened her arms.

"Hey, uh, so does he need healing? Because I could-", started Apollo, but that was not to be. In her relief at getting Nico back with her in one piece, Hazel had overlooked something rather important: Annabeth and Percy. She doubted she was the only one.

"I think", Annabeth smoothly cut off the God of Healing, "that you all have done enough already. Wouldn't you agree, Lord Apollo?"

The way Annabeth Chase could make a title of respect sound so disdainful and demeaning had Hazel practically swooning.

The tensing forms of the Gods led Hazel to believe her admiration wasn't quite shared. At least with the Gods, thought Hazel, sneaking a glance at Leo's gaping face and clear awe. Even Reyna looked impressed.

Hera glowered. "Do not take that tone with us, child. You will treat us with-"

"-with all the respect you deserve, which, at the moment, isn't much", Percy chimed in easily.

"An agreement has been reached", Annabeth announced before Hera could recover from her stunned silence. "The Titans will not harm a single demigod bearing the mark of Camp Half Blood or Camp Jupiter."

Silence reigned in the aftermath of this announcement, broken, somewhat unsurprisingly, by Percy. "That, of course, doesn't extend to all you powerful and mighty Gods. But I'm sure all you Hulk tier Gods could protect yourselves, unlike us puny peasants."

Several Gods openly gaped at Percy. Some looked like they wanted desperately to protest, but were unsure how to go about it.

Of course, Ares dared. "Listen here you-"

"You might remember, Ares," Percy cut him off (They really weren't in the mood to let the Gods talk, were they thought Hazel), "what we said before we left to go get Nico."

Hazel froze. Images of Annabeth's dark, stormy eyes that said words she didn't have to and Percy exuding an aura dark and powerful enough to bring even the Gods to their knees flashed before her eyes.

And indeed, the Gods seemed to remember too. The room seemed to get colder and this time, Percy wasn't behind it. Directly, at least.

Hestia's hearth flickered uncertainly in the corner of her eyes.

"If, when I find Nico, he is even slightly harmed, then you all should expect a happy vacation in Tartarus."

Hazel remembered. It was hard not to. They may be calm now, but Percy and Annabeth were anything but calm the last time she saw them.

"Perhaps you aren't taking that vacation yet after all!" Percy continued happily.

The Gods seemed slightly relieved even if they didn't like the reminder of Percy's threat. Even Ares kept his mouth firmly shut.

"Well, we'll be off then, ta-"

"Perseus?", Athena began hesitantly. Percy sighed just a little at his full name being used, Hazel noted with muted amusement. "How were you able to convince the Titans? How did you make them agree?"

Hazel's breath caught in her throat. That was a valid question. How did two demigods who probably had to deal with a hostage situation to rescue one of their own while simultaneously attempting to hold off a bunch of angry, wild Titans make them agree?

Percy's lip quirked and Annabeth flashed a smile that was borderline a smirk.

And just a fraction of a second before she got the answer, she understood.

"How do you think, Lady Athena?" Percy asked with an edge of steel in his voice that hasn't made an appearance the whole day.

"They won't be bothering us for a while, mother, don't worry." Annabeth added casually, a steely edge in her voice too, but more subtle, more ferocious.

Hazel gulped. She wasn't the only one. But as she followed behind their confident strides leading them out of the throne room, her heart filled warmth. With them, she was safe. With them, she was protected. And she would be damn- hecked if she didn't protect them back.

"Hey Jason?"

"For Hades' sake Leo, if you talk about pranking Nico-"

"Hey! I was about to talk about not pranking him!"

"We do not use Nico and prank in the same sentence, Leo."

"But-"

"HE IS AS SCARY AS AN ANGRY PERCY ON A GOOD DAY YOU EVAPORATED BOTTLE OF ACETONE!"

"Okay, first, you know that's not true, Thunder Boy!"

"I swear you little-"

"And secondly, I am so using 'evaporated bottle of acetone' as an insult."

Hi.

I'm alive.

So is this story.

Yay?

Okay on a more serious note, I know this doesn't show much of Percy actually Hulking out, but I think it was a decent conclusion to the previous chapter! yeet. NOT my best work, I'm not too proud of it but hey, i'll get better!

...hopefully

While we're at it, I recently watched Endgame and I Am Not Okay.

Gimme prompts y'all!

Also, I'd like to know more about all of you reading this. So, tell me something about yourself. It could be anything, from age to some feature or hobbies or something as insane as you can cook up idk. Baffle me if you can, I dare you!

random fact(s) about me because i'm self centered like that: i'm 18, i can't sing for shit and i simply cannot fucking fathom physics.

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Peace! (lmao look at my violent ass saying 'Peace' like some hippy or smn)

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