Look I know you guys are gonna hate me but I've been playing with this idea for a year and holding it off for so long I can't help it! I'm almost finished with Broken, Recovery, and Forgotten One. So I'll throw out this chapter and then finish those up before updating again (hopefully because honestly who knows anymore.) WARNING: I generalize a lot in this fic, I don't really know anything about the fame industry so I'm just guessing at this point. This'll be my first story where a ton of people cuss like f*cking...I mean...fucking sailors. I just feel like it's more realistic given the setting.

Quick rant: I also want to point out that this won't get into politics. I'm really fed up with seeing politics in every form of entertainment. (That's not to say that this fic won't delve into some controversy, seeing as it's in Percy's character. But it won't be anything extreme.) I didn't like Trump or Hillary, but constantly seeing celebrities bash Trump is annoying as fuck. I don't watch shows or listen to music for the politics, especially when most of the celebrities have inflated egos and don't know shit. That's not to say they can't have their opinions or platforms to preach whatever they want, it's just annoying as fuck. And it's gotten to the point where I've read fics (unknowingly) where some characters assassinate Trump or some other unpopular politician. Fuck that shit.

Los Angeles, California was hell. Everyone who lived there knew that. It was sin incarnate, greedily devouring people's sense of humanity and replacing it with twisted desires and unflinching apathy. Percy knew this first hand, it was ironic actually; the boy had been exposed to the emptiness of fame when he was a child, he knew how the system worked. However, he also knew that he was just as immersed in the system as everyone else, and he had absolutely no problem with that.

Dark green eyes flickered over the unread messages on his phone and a satisfactory smile played on his lips as he skimmed the email headers. Nothing but good reviews, a hum of contentment escaped his lips, as if I would expect anything different. A new notification buzzed on his phone and he glanced at it briefly: "The Harvey Weinstein Allegations!" A snort escaped Percy as he quickly deleted the email, everyone in the industry knew about Harvey, and Percy wasn't surprised that everyone who covered up for the man was thrown so quickly under the bus.

Weinstein had always been a complete ass, but he had the funds to stack the system in his favor. Percy knew to keep to himself when it came to matters like this, had he exposed the man it would be career suicide and he didn't plan on risking it. There were many more cases like Weinstein, famous men and women tended to so easily abuse their power that it was a wonder there hadn't been more investigations on Hollywood's corruption.

Percy was part of some shady business deals himself but nothing too illegal. He was cautious with everything he did and he could schmooze like nobody's business when he needed to. Said schmoozing had gotten him minor roles in movies as well as on a couple of tv shows, making his business grow as he became more recognizable to the public. He knew who to be friends with and who to avoid. Another popularity boost was that his mother, Sally Jackson, was a famous actress and she was a beloved one at that. Thanks to her Percy had many connections.

Perseus Jackson was a smart, rich, and attractive jackass. There was no other way to describe him. Yes, he had the looks and charisma of a god, "the voice of an angel" some said, and a fierce determination to get what he wanted. He looked down on those below him and ridiculed anyone that commented on his behavior. But he was smart, conniving, and successful in the business industry. Percy was an undeniably attractive young man. The media followed him around like crazy but he had learned to ignore it.

Percy's father was Joey James. He had been a soldier and died in combat when Percy was a toddler. He didn't remember much about his dad, only that he had bright blue eyes and sandy blonde hair. His mother talked about Joey often, always boasting about how brave he was and how much he had loved the two of them. "He died a hero." She said fondly, Percy loved her stories. Her eyes always glowed with admiration as she proudly recounted how brave his father was. Percy had grown to love his father through his mother's stories.

When Percy turned ten his mother married a complete asshole. Gabe. He mistreated the Jackson family, cursing and belittling them. Percy hated him, and when Gabe was randomly beaten to death by an unknown assailant, Percy hadn't cared.

He hadn't known why his mother stayed with a man he had loathed, until he realized that Gabe had been their ticket out of the slums due to his big house and flashy car. But his mother said differently,"I was attracted to his money at first...but before he became an alcoholic he was so good to me. I thought I was in love." He didn't doubt that. Before Gabe began drinking so heavily he was a fit and attractive man, but that changed soon after he made that sacred vow with Percy's mother.

He had been fifteen when Gabe died, making his life easier and his mother more carefree and adventurous. They never figured out who killed Gabe and Percy never questioned it, why would he dwell on a corpse?

When Percy turned sixteen his mother had become a successful actress. She starred in countless movies, making the two extremely rich, and Percy used this money to open up his own business. He hired various 'nerds', as he so fondly called them, and created virtual reality helmets. Giving people the ability to put themselves in whatever random situations that Percy's team created. Percy had no clue how all the tech shit worked but he knew how to advertise and run his company well. He was a smart investor and a well respected business man.

Due to Sally's terrible past relationship, Percy had been uneasy about getting romantically involved. His mother was taken advantage of because she believed she was in love, and he refused to make the same mistake.

He had had a few girlfriends, approximately three if he remembered correctly, but to him they were just connections. He dated a woman for her powerful parental figures and once he struck deals with them he'd date the girls a little longer while becoming extremely friendly with their parents. Then he'd call it off, keep on his friendly smile, and continue doing business with her parents. He had no interest in finding the "love of his life". But he was smart about it, spacing out his "love interests" so that he wouldn't look like a playboy.

Percy was twenty two years old and appeared to have a good head on his shoulders. He wasn't a serial dater, he was smart with money, he was known for being a gentleman, he didn't go to clubs or out drinking and this made him quite desirable.

That's why he was dating Rachel Elizabeth Dare, merely for publicity and possible connections with her successful father. It was genius. But Rachel Elizabeth Dare certainly didn't act like she was rich and he was annoyed by that. But she was way easier to be with than the other girls he dated. There was a fine line between acting proper and acting snooty, and his exes hadn't seemed to realize that. Percy was admittedly a bit of a snob, but those women were far worse, all they did was complain about trivial things and he found them intellectually dull.

"Percy?" He didn't look up from his phone.

"Hm?" He grunted grumpily as his brow furrowed in frustration.

"Well...you've been working all day. Maybe we could go grab a bite to eat or something." The twenty one year old red head murmured. He finally looked up from his phone before standing up and smiling warmly at her.

"Of course." He extended his hand to help her up,"We can go wherever you'd like." If his mother had gotten one thing into that thick skull of his it was to always be a gentleman. And he was. He never tried to go further with any girl other than a kiss here and there. He respected women just as his mother taught him, he just used them for his own personal gain, but respected them nonetheless.

As the two walked out of his mansion hand in hand Percy didn't miss the clicks of cameras as they walked. With a smile he kissed Rachel's forehead making her laugh and push him slightly. It was practiced poise to come off as a loving boyfriend in front of the media, despite being unnerved by intimacy behind closed doors. Love was not an option for him, he knew all too well that love made one weak and foolish, and that was something he couldn't afford.

Percy knew that he was fully capable of falling in love, he almost had before, and that terrified him more than anything else. This was Hollywood. He saw so many people use and abuse each other, cheat, extort, etc. Percy used women for business reasons or to garner the public's attention, but he never went out of his way to humiliate them or go public with any secrets they may have shared.

He knew Hollywood like he knew the back of his hand. It was evil, corrupt, and loveless. This caused him to smile bitterly, the naivety of the public had always made him so envious. People loved hearing about their favorite power couples getting together. They adored the intimacy seen through photographs and videos, and none of them realized that it was all political.

Every famous person knew of Hollywood's black heart, but it was all Percy had ever known. He had been a toddler when he and his mother were in poverty, far too young to make any real memories of the true struggle they had endured. A shame too, he hummed thoughtfully while brushing his thumb "affectionately" across the back of Rachel's hand, remembering such poor living conditions would have undoubtably taught him some humility.

Rachel jolted him back to reality,"You're only acting sweet for the cameras." She teased lightly and he kissed her nose before chuckling. No shit.

"How do you know me so well, my dear?" He winked and she rolled her eyes but didn't cease smiling. Rachel wasn't too bad, she was pretty, nice, and rather interesting. And every summer she'd go to a camp...a summer camp called Camp Halfblood. But she never really talked in detail about it despite his nagging questions and utter curiosity.

Percy straightened his tie while running a through his hair. He silently prayed that his emotions would be kept in check on their date. He was very blunt and business oriented, preferring to focus on the news or stocks rather than dates and social activities. Everyone was manipulative, himself included, and he had every right to be wary of which events he went to and who he would be spending the evening with.

An amused smile played on his lips, it was almost as if he feared human interaction, and in a way...he did. Open up to the wrong people, especially in a place as twisted as this, and it was game over. The young man cleared his throat while standing up straighter and continuing his swagger filled stride. Calm yourself. He breathed out steadily while attempting to ease his nerves, Rachel wasn't as high strung as his other dates had been so that did make him feel a bit better about the going out with her.

"Are you feeling alright?" Rachel asked gently, taking in his ever stiffening posture.

Fuck no I'm not alright, I want to fucking go back to work. The young man bit back a grimace, he just wanted to get his work finished, they were this close to striking a deal with- Percy get your shit together she's waiting for an answer. Percy smiled at her with practiced ease, a smile reserved for faking his way through most of his social interactions. He could never tell her the truth or open up about his fears and shortcomings.

"Never better." Percy wasn't sure what was worse, the fact that he had grown so accustomed to lying that he felt hollow; or the fact that he constantly lied to himself about how unfeeling he really was.

Further away an old man stood beside a young man and woman. The old man's horns were covered by the mist, his legs covered by jeans, and a powerful aura emanated from him as he watched the billionaire walk with the Oracle down the street. He had brilliant, sky-blue eyes. His curly hair was white, as well as his pointy beard. Even the goat fur on his legs were frosted with gray. He had enormous curved, glossy brown horns, and a set of reed pipes around his neck.

A hearty laugh escaped his lips as he gripped his cane tighter and took a step forward,"Yes...I want him." He said with his deep, smooth voice that could easily lull a child to sleep.

The girl frowned,"That one?" There was no anger in her tone as she studied Percy, but there was a slight hardness to it.

The other man chuckled,"Calypso, you of all people should be excited about this guy." The daughter of Atlas turned to him in question.

"Oh?"

The man smiled mischievously,"Yeah," He drawled out while examining his nails,"He sure is handsome isn't he? Bet you'd like him to visit your island." He smirked suggestively and she gritted her teeth in anger.

"Hermes, you know-"

"Enough!" The goat man said as he wiggled his nose,"Father," He turned to Hermes,"I thank you for fetching Calypso for me." He bowed his head respectively and Hermes turned somber quickly before touching his son's shoulder.

"Anytime..." His voice softened,"But I'm sure if we ask Hecate then we can save-"

The older looking being laughed before grabbing his father's hand and squeezing it tightly,"Time for me is coming to an end, father. We all saw this day coming." He noticed Hermes getting teary eyed and he embraced him quickly,"Do not fret, be merry, for this is a joyful time!" He said excitedly as he pulled away and beamed,"I am moving on to a better place. I beg you to not mourn, but to be happy for me." He chided and Hermes bit his lip before nodding glumly.

"Okay." He breathed and Calypso turned away from the heartbreaking moment. She had never seen Hermes so serious or so upset before.

The horned man's smile widened,"How about for my last hurrah you and I get acquainted with some nymphs?" He offered and Hermes perked instantly before crushing him to his chest. Calypso snorted and rolled her eyes. Men.

"That's my boy!" Hermes crowed proudly but Calypso could tell his eagerness was all acting. He was genuinely depressed that his son was leaving him.

She cleared her throat slightly,"Pan?" She murmured, not wanting to interrupt the father son moment but she had to ask,"Why am I here exactly? I have ties to nature but you and I don't normally associate." She said with a careless shrug as she began to toy with her braided hair somewhat nervously.

The god laughed again before putting his muscular arm around her shoulders,"Why, you're here to pick up the pieces of course." Calypso's eyes widened, oh gods, pick up the pieces? She was that...that rich snob's love interest. She frowned and shook her head angrily.

"You know I don't like getting in relationships. Men never stay." She mumbled somewhat sadly before bristling,"And this man is a complete snob! He's so pretentious! He's like a peacock! Strutting around and showing off all the time." She growled and Pan merely laughed while Hermes bit back an amused smile.

"In do time, Calypso. But you may be interested to know...that the gods are willing to free you from your island if you complete this task." Pan said casually and Calypso's eyes widened.

"W-What!" She stammered in shock and Pan smiled.

"You're helping me find a replacement. And your objective is to...keep him stable." Pan explained as he fiddled with his beard somewhat nervously.

"Why me of all people?"

Pan bit his lip before turning away,"You have the most patience of anyone I know...and you don't have a vow to swear off men," He thought back to the ever calm Hestia, knowing if the goddess wasn't sworn off men, she would be perfect for the job,"I believe you can help our dear Perseus. I'm not forcing you to be with him romantically, but I know you're perfect for helping me."

Calypso scowled at this before pinching the bridge of her nose in irritation. This snob was her ticket to getting off her accursed island, of course. She knew that Pan was hinting that she and Percy might become romantically involved but that would not be the case. There was no way in a million years she would ever date some pretentious man with an ego larger than his bank account. Calypso was tired of unrequited love, and once she was off her island she had no intention of falling for any man ever again.

"I won't fall in love with him." She announced, shaking her head in disdain,"I'm tired of falling in love with men, once I'm free from my prison I will swear off men just like Artemis." And she meant it. She couldn't handle getting emotionally involved again, not that she was worried she would fall for a prick like Percy.

Hermes looked at her in mock surprise,"Ah, no longer digging men? Gonna shoot for females next? Gotta say I didn't expect that but...that's kinda hot." He shrugged, cackling at Calypso's rage as she shook her head angrily.

"You know very well what I mean, Hermes. I will not fall in love, especially with that...jerk!" She hissed, turning her heated glare on the billionaire while Hermes glanced at his son in slight amusement. Pan shared a secretive smile with his father and Hermes laughed before patting Calypso's shoulder.

"Whatever you say."

Percy Jackson seen in a heated argument with his girlfriend Rachel Dare. The billionaire was uncharacteristically yelling during the fight. Is there now a rift in their relationship? What's going on with Percy-

"Son of a bitch!" Percy snarled, gripping the paper tightly in his hands while his eyes scanned over the words again and again,"All because I didn't want to ride a fucking bus." He snarled angrily to himself,"Why the fuck would we ride a shitty bus when we have personal fucking drivers who drive fucking nice cars!"

With an angered yell Percy pitched the magazine into the fire pit. He stood up quickly and let out a deep breath. He really needed to get everything under control. He rarely ever had any negative publicity, he made sure to cover his tracks carefully, he was always kind to everyone he met but it was forced. Sure there were hit pieces on his pretentiousness, but he mostly received admiration for his suave charm and intelligent business decisions.

Every good business man knew that image was everything. If you looked good, professional, confident, and composed then you were far more likely to garner more investors and customers. No matter how bad financially you screwed up, everyone remembers a strong and unflinching leader. Having a hot temper wasn't the sign of a good and reliable business man, hotheads were people that made snap decisions without mulling things over, and they were treated with caution while losing investors left and right. Percy couldn't allow this image to continue to spread.

He despised half the people he met, but even though he did, he still acted civil around the people he didn't like. He raked a hand through his hair as he watched the magazine go up in flames.

"Percy?"

Percy looked up to see his mother watching him and he gritted his teeth,"Just a little tired," He mumbled,"and slightly frustrated. It's nothing."

Sally sighed softly,"Percy-"

"I said it's nothing." He said sharply before turning on his heel and walked out of the room. He hadn't even realized that he was outside until a cool breeze gave him goosebumps. He needed to go for a walk. He strode quietly down the sidewalk, their neighborhood was silent and the moon shown brightly overhead.

He didn't know why he flipped out about the smallest of inconveniences, this surely wouldn't hinder him much at all, he rationalized while letting out a deep breath. He rolled his shoulders to attempt to release some of his tension as he scratched somewhat anxiously at his head. It was a strange habit of his, scratching at his scalp when he was nervous, it ruined his neatly combed hair but he couldn't help it.

"Troubled?" A soothing voice asked and Percy turned to see an old man standing behind him. He narrowed his eyes and examined him, the man was obviously poor, he seemed slightly muscled, his white beard went to his chest, his outfit bore many holes and he wore dull brown garments. He held a cane in weathered hands that had obviously experienced hard labor, and Percy felt disgusted just by looking at him.

"What's it to you?" He grumbled as he shoved his hands in his pockets,"I'll tell you right now, I don't donate to the homeless. So in other words, go fuck yourself or go get a job you fucking freeloader." He said as he eyed the man disdainfully. He expected the man to be offended but instead he chuckled and smiled kindly at Percy.

The old man laughed again,"I am no beggar. I came to see if you were okay."

Percy narrowed his eyes,"You don't know me...maybe you've heard of me but you don't really know me. So why should you care? If you're expecting me to throw you some money for being a decent person then get lost." He snarled and froze when the man touched his shoulder.

"Such bitterness. You are unhappy with life."

Percy's eyes flashed with irritation as he moved away from him,"I have everything I need!" Percy snapped,"I'm famous, I'm successful, and I'm rich!" He growled haughtily,"What do you have? I'll tell you what you have, jack shit." He was in the man's face now,"I have everything I want! What do you have that I don't!" He asked angrily, not realizing his voice cracked when he spoke, and the man looked at him with pity.

"I have contentment. What I don't have is emptiness." Percy froze as the man continued,"I'm giving you a choice. Follow me Perseus, I can help you with everything." Percy eyes narrowed suspiciously. The billionaire opened his mouth to deliver a sarcastic retort only to be smacked in the back of the head.

Pan looked up in alarm,"Calypso!" He growled as he caught the boy before he hit the ground,"You didn't wait for the signal!"

Calypso frowned,"There was a signal?" She lowered the frying pan and she heard a laugh from behind her.

"Wow, the mouth on this kid, I can't help but like him even more now." The trickster cackled before turning to Calypso,"Nice hit, but what are we gonna do with Daddy Warbucks here?" Hermes asked and Pan shot him a disapproving look.

"We train him, we'll use Calypso's island and my forest." Pan bit his lip as he slung Percy over his shoulder easily,"And maybe he'll learn that his father isn't Joey James." He looked pointedly at Hermes who turned away in slight shame.

Calypso's eyes widened,"Hermes-" Of course Hermes was the father, who didn't the god sleep with? Pan laid a hand on her shoulder and shook his head. She understood the silent message and nodded before the animal god teleported them away.

Percy groggily opened his eyes. His head was throbbing and he groaned at the pain. Where am I? His eyes widened when he realized that he was in a tent and not in a mansion. Instead of marble tile there was a cheap rug on the ground, no beautiful white walls just ugly brown ones, and instead of his mother...the old man sat there watching him curiously.

He blinked rapidly and sat up,"Where am-"

"Is he awake?" He froze once a girl around his age walked in. She was...stunning. She had caramel colored hair and smooth tan skin. Her dark eyes examined him and she pursed her lips as he continued to stare at her. She looked so...natural. There wasn't a hint of makeup on her and he was at a loss for words. Even his ever gorgeous red head wore a bit of makeup here and there, not that there was anything wrong about that, but this girl was completely untouched. Her gaze was filled with curiosity and Percy finally tore his gaze from her and looked at the old man.

"You! You kidnapped me!" He snarled as he stood to his feet and balled his fist.

The man chuckled,"Yes and I apologize that this has occurred, but I need you."

Percy was trembling with rage,"What! What could you possibly need me for!" His eyes widened as sudden fear took ahold of him,"Are you using me for a ransom? Did you hurt my mom!" His shaking was no longer out of anger,"Please tell me she's okay. I'll do whatever you want just please, don't touch her." Pan and Calypso watched him go from angry to distressed in a matter of seconds and looked at each other in slight shock.

Pan touched his shoulder,"We didn't go near your mother. We just need your help." Percy released a shuttered breath. He wasn't embarrassed that he had shown them the weakness he had for his mother. He loved his mom.

"With what?"

The girl spoke up,"This man...is a god. Pan. He is...fading and he has chosen you as his successor."

Percy stared at them for a long moment before he burst out laughing,"ARE YOU HIGH!" He roared as he laughed even harder. He couldn't remember the last time he's had such a good laugh. He was abducted by some crack heads and now they thought he was this...savior for fake beings? This was the funniest thing that has happened to him. He'd have quite the story to tell once he got back home.

Calypso frowned,"High? I believe you're taller than me...I don't understand." She shook her head,"No matter. I am Calypso, daughter of Atlas, it's a pleasure to meet you." She held out her hand and Percy stared at it for a moment before smiling slightly and giving her a firm handshake.

"Well you're pretty aren't you?" He didn't mean to say it out loud. He found himself to be a little impulsive at times and he quickly recovered,"I'm Percy...but you already knew that?" He turned to Pan,"Look, I need to get home. Where are we? I can call my jet or something and we'll pretend this never happened and I won't press charges." He smiled bitterly at Pan and the woman sighed.

"I was hoping you'd just believe me but I can understand your skepticism." He said with a wry smile before the man turned into a mixture of man and goat. Percy's eyes widened, this couldn't be possible.

"What kind of drugs did you give to me, old man!" Percy howled as he jumped away in shock,"This isn't funny anymore! I have a company to maintain! This is too weird! Just let me go-" Pan smiled and touched the boy's shoulder, Percy felt peace flow through him and energy buzzed around him, he trembled slightly at the sensation.

What was happening to him? He gritted his teeth when he felt the bones in his body snap, but he felt no pain, his nice clothes were replaced by a ratty white t-shirt and baggy sweatpants. He scowled when his shoes vanished and screamed in agony when he felt sharp things jut out of his head. When Pan let Percy go the boy panicked and grabbed at his head...ears?

"AH!" Percy howled,"GET THEM OFF! GET THEM OFF!" He screamed as he tugged at the ears, desperately trying to rip them off of his head. He began dancing around, frantically trying to pull his ears off but to no avail. Fuck this hurts! He stopped tugging them and whimpered as they began throbbing painfully, he rubbed them gently, surprised at how nice it felt to be scratched there.

"Ah, so your animal is a fox. That makes sense considering your personality." Pan hummed, chuckling as Percy slumped in contentment as he continued to scratch behind his reddish colored ears.

Calypso laughed lightly and turned away so the boy wouldn't see her. Percy was a cute guy, okay maybe he was better than cute, but from what she'd seen of him he was very materialistic and she was quite the opposite as was Pan.

Both enjoyed nature far too much to ever contemplate living in a city. Pan preferred the forest and Calypso preferred the beach, but nonetheless the two loved the outdoors. Percy loved flashy things. He preferred the comfy, indoors life, and was more at home in a lively city than he'd ever be in the wilderness. But that all would change once Pan mentored him.

Pan laughed loudly,"Just concentrate, Perseus, and then they'll go away." He told him calmly and Percy looked at the man murderously before his horns vanished.

"You also got rid of my nice clothes and shoes...that outfit was worth more than a college tuition!" Percy snarled and Pan maintained his calm smile.

"Perseus, you are my legacy, I am dying...and I have chosen you as my replacement." The animal god explained,"I have such a limited time left, and I will teach you everything I know, but you'll have to trust me." He spoke softly as the boy grew even angrier at the god's words.

"Trust you! You kidnapped me! Then you made me some freak who has to...what the hell is wrong with you people!" Percy roared, he was practically steaming as he balled his hands into fists,"And why me! Of all people, why did you choose me as your legacy!" He demanded and Calypso looked at Pan expectantly, she too wanted to know his reasoning for picking a boy like Percy.

Percy was pacing now, clenching and unclenching his fists as he glared at Pan,"I'm a businessman, not some fucking forest fairy that flies around with pinecones shoved up my ass." Pan actually chuckled at this quietly, only further angering his half brother,"You think this is funny old man? Growing fucking ears out my head like I'm some damn freak show?"

"Could you please watch your mouth?" Calypso snapped angrily, tiring of hearing the boy spew profanities for no reason.

His heated gaze met hers and he snorted,"Watch my mouth? You want me to watch my GODDAMN MOUTH!" He roared, gesturing at the forest surrounding them,"I'm stuck with you two fucking lunatics, I have fucking ears growing out of my fucking skull, and I just watched this man's fucking legs turn into fucking goat legs. I'll say whatever the fuck I want, you two kidnapped me so I really don't think you're in any fucking position to ask me to watch my fucking mouth you fucking moron."

"You will not speak to me in such a manner!" Calypso spoke firmly, eyes narrowing as she poked his chest with her index finger.

"Or what sweetheart? Or. Fucking. What?" He egged her on, smirking wildly as he gained the upper hand on the now fuming girl.

"You'll be sorry." She warned heatedly, not removing her finger from his chest as the two continued glaring at each other. Pan watched the exchange wearily as he took a cautionary step towards the daughter of Atlas.

Calypso had become more hard hearted over the years, exasperated with being stuck with men that would never stay, and the fury was evident in her eyes as she glowered at Percy. It was difficult for the god to watch how different she had become. She was still incredibly kindhearted, but her years on Ogygia had caused her to be more blunt and sarcastic than what Pan was used to.

Percy's smirk only broadened,"I'm sure I will be." He snorted mockingly,"Now do both of us a favor, sweetheart, and go fuck yourself. You have these," He held up his index and middle finger,"for a reason." Her face turned a beat red and her eyes narrowed as she opened her mouth to retaliate.

Before a word left her mouth another voice called out,"Goodness! The sexual tension between you two is staggering!" The three turned to the speaker and Percy's mouth dropped while Calypso bowed her head respectfully. The two women that approached them were stunning and he was struggling not to stare.

The one that had spoken had strawberry blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. She was dressed as though she had just left a classy party, adorning a red cocktail dress and black heels, she wore a seductive smirk and looked at Percy appreciatively.

The other woman was beautiful in a natural way just like Calypso was. She had auburn colored hair and sharp, silver eyes. While her companion was curvaceous and dressed for a nice occasion this woman was the opposite. She wore clothes made of animal pelts and had a bow slung on her back, her attire showed that she was accustomed to the wild, and it clung to her leaner and more muscular body.

Percy glanced at Calypso who still had her head lowered,"Lady Aphrodite, Lady Artemis, to what do we owe this pleasure?" The boy raised an eyebrow at the two momentarily, Artemis and Aphrodite, the goddesses? He knew very little about the Greek gods but those names he recognized.

Artemis was goddess of the hunt and Aphrodite was the goddess of love. Percy pondered whether or not he should bow as well before deciding against it, bowing wasn't really his style and they hadn't given him a reason to bow.

The silver eyed woman, obviously Artemis, smiled fondly at the girl,"You may rise, Calypso, you know you don't have to bow." Calypso stood with a small smile on her face and Artemis's gaze locked with his. Soft eyes hardened and Percy couldn't help but roll his own before looking away from her. He may lack humility but he wasn't stupid, he knew better than to get on the man hater's bad side.

"Ah, Artemis we haven't visited in quite some time, it's nice to see you." Pan nodded his head respectfully towards her before turning his attention to Aphrodite,"Lady Aphrodite...you never visit, is there something you need?" His tone was soft as he addressed the love goddess, displaying his naturally genuine nature and making the goddess smile at him.

"Hello Pan, I'd visit more often but..." She looked around disdainfully,"I'm not the biggest fan of nature."

Pan chuckled at this,"I understand."

The love goddess looked at Percy,"The reason for my visit is to see who our new little nature god will be." She cooed, sauntering up to Percy and laying a hand on his shoulder while she examined him,"I must say, you chose well," She mused, gently cupping Percy's face and tracing his jaw line,"what a lovely mortal. A shame I didn't find him first." She purred, smirking as she watched the man's eyes glaze over as he leaned into her touch.

Artemis sighed in exasperation,"I didn't bring you along so you would sleep with him."

Aphrodite snorted before running a finger down Percy's muscular chest,"Just because you're content without a man in your life doesn't mean I am." Smiling deviously she turned back to the huntress,"Unlike you I'd rather not be dryer than a desert for the rest of my eternal life." A huff of laughter escaped Percy as he started to awaken from his trance. With a smirk of his own he grabbed her hand and planted a chaste kiss on her knuckles.

"It's a pleasure to meet you lady Aphrodite, but I'm afraid I'm here strictly on business." He winked at her before taking a step away to prevent his head from becoming foggy once again. Once he collected himself he eyed the woman cautiously, not liking the effect she had on him,"Now if you don't mind I'd like to cut to the chase, why are you here?"

"Attractive, a gentleman, and you're straight to the point." Aphrodite's salacious grin only broadened,"All fine qualities indeed."

Artemis interjected before this flirt fest could be taken any further,"We wanted to see Pan's successor."

Percy sighed at this before shaking his head,"Fuck me, so the gods are real and I actually have to be like the goat man." He muttered to himself, finally getting a grip on his sanity and scratching at his scalp.

The huntress looked at him in disdain,"Must you be so crude?"

"I've already been lectured, woman, so fuck off." His eyes widened when he realized how brashly he had been speaking,"Shit-" Pan dragged the boy behind him quickly while Artemis drew her blades.

She was glowering at him and baring her teeth menacingly,"You will not speak to me in such a manner, you worm! You filthy pig! I'll castrate you-" Aphrodite slapped a hand over her mouth before smiling sweetly at the outspoken boy.

"Sorry about her, we should probably get going. But we'll see you soon." She promised, grabbing Artemis's shoulders and teleporting away. Percy stared at where they had been standing dubiously.

Pan sighed as he stepped out of Percy's way,"Well that was unwise." He mused, causing Percy to mutter an apology while scratching at his scalp once again. Calypso rolled her eyes and rubbed at her temples in the attempt to fight her headache.

Percy felt slightly nervous,"Is she still going to be pissed at me?"

"Probably."

"Well fuck."

Calypso snorted at this, chuckling slightly,"Indeed."

Percy shook his head before turning back to Pan,"Now, will you please tell me when I'm your legacy?"

Pan looked at him with a smile,"There's something special about you, Perseus...I know you'll fulfill my duties when I'm gone. I don't know what it is...but I know you're going to become a great god."

Percy's eyebrows shot upwards in interest,"God? Wait! I'm going to become a god..." He smiled slightly,"So I'm going to be immortal, have super powers, and...that's so cool! What are my powers?" Percy asked excitedly. The boy had no intentions to stick around, he just wanted to know what he could do. He desired to know his powers so that he could use them for his benefit.

As if sensing Percy's greed, Pan narrowed his eyes,"You can control all things that belong to nature, water, trees, rocks, bushes, vines, animals, dirt, and other things of the sort. You can shift into whatever animal you wish. You will be able to control powerful creatures such as the tiger wolf. You'll have woodland magic, control of satyrs, you have the panic cry which I shall explain later, and various musical talents." Pan fired off all Percy's powers and the boy's excitement grew, with his control of animals he'd be able to get good publicity! He'd make all baby animals like him and he'd "save" a few from "dire" situations he placed them in. He'd be an animal hero!

"This is so cool!" Percy gushed and Pan frowned, Percy nearly flinched when Pan's sky blue eyes turned into a dark blue, they looked like the night sky as he glared at Percy angrily.

"I know you are very materialistic, Percy, but I won't accept you to use your powers for selfish reasons. I'm here to train you. And I hope you realize you can't go anywhere with these powers until you are trained." Pan said sternly,"When I fade you will have complete control of my abilities and I expect you not to abuse them. Or you'll have angry gods on your case." Pan warned and Percy's eyes widened, that's when he realized he couldn't just walk away from this and continue living his rich life.

Undoubtably Artemis would pounce on him the minute he fucked up. There was no way he could shirk his responsibilities. He was expected to be responsible. Oh gods. There was no escape.

Percy collected himself and took deep breaths,"I-I didn't ask for this. I don't want this! Take it back!" He begged as he grabbed the goat man's cloak and shook him angrily. The god was nice, Percy was certain that this doormat of a god would listen to his demands,"Take back your power! I'm not the man for the job-" Percy was knocked back by an unseen force and was held down by the earth beneath him. He struggled feebly and began to panic once again.

"But you are!" Pan snarled as he towered over the boy,"It's much too late, Perseus! I am a kind god! But do not think I'm weak! You're going to fulfill your duty to the world by being better than I! I know you will."

The earth released Percy and the god calmed,"Perseus," He spoke softly,"I know you can do this. When you do a job you always get things done, this is another reason I picked you. I know for a fact you can accomplish this! You'll still be able to visit your mother and go into the city. But your responsibility as a new god comes first." Pan explained and Percy almost cried as he stood to his feet and glared at the god. He didn't want this.

"Perseus, you've made good progress. I don't understand why you're beating yourself up about this." Pan sighed as the boy slumped to the ground angrily. He had been training with the god and Calypso for a month now. Pan had decided to teach him the basic elements of water, earth, and vines. Percy could easily control the water and vines but earth was so difficult to him.

Percy growled at his mentor,"Because I can barely move a pebble!" He snarled,"I can barely move dirt! And when in gods name am I going to meet that tiger-wolf! I want to do cooler things! I want to be more powerful! I want to go home!" He roared as he stomped on the ground angrily. The earth trembled but didn't move after that much to Percy's frustration.

Percy wasn't adapting well to the wilderness. He often complained about the heat or the cold or how buggy it was. He whined about not having technology or a bed or anything good to eat or money. He was so infuriated by his new living conditions, anyone would be if they had to walk around barefoot and with worn down clothes.

How was this a way to live! He always stepped on rocks or sharp limbs making his feet bleed and ache by the end of the day. And having ratty clothes made him irritated and uncomfortable, he slept in trees or on the ground and awoke with multiple bug bites all over his torso. Gods he hated the wilderness. This place didn't even have air conditioning.

Not to mention he missed his mother terribly, he could care less about Rachel, but he actually loved his mother. Was she worried about him? He bet she was. What did the public think about his sudden disappearance? He hadn't been happy since being out here, besides when he mastered water and vines, but now he couldn't control the earth!

Pan sighed at his pupil's impatience,"I understand your frustration. Some things just take more time than others. How about we take a break and figure out what your instrument will be?"

Pan offered and Percy calmed slightly before nodding and the god continued,"My instrument was the panpipes. Though, since you will be inhabiting my abilities you shall excel at any instrument, but we have to figure out which instrument is your symbol of power!" Pan said rather excitedly, he loved music, and he was rather excited to see what instrument his pupil would acquire,"Now just close your eyes and think about your personality. Then you'll get your instrument." Pan explained and Percy nodded before closing his eyes.

Percy was loud, opinionated, charming, family oriented, honest, rather snobby, hard working, and when he was happy he was rather jovial. Occassionally when Percy was in a good mood he would dance around and sing and laugh and smile.

But this side of him was only seen by his mother. Percy was a big fan of old jazz music, that's what he loved to listen to when he was in a good mood, he'd laugh and twirl his mother around before dancing crazily. His mother would be smiling oh so happily at him because it was seldom that Percy was ever in such a wonderful mood. Gods he missed his mom.

Suddenly he felt something cold on his hand and he opened his eyes to see...a trumpet. The small, silver instrument was sitting proudly in Percy's hand and Pan let out a joyful laugh. Percy couldn't help but smile broadly at the instrument.

A trumpet, he never thought he'd play an instrument before, and the trumpet had always interested Percy. Jazz was his favorite music so it made sense that the trumpet was his symbol rather than panpipes. Panpipes were more of a quiet, and peaceful instrument which is why it was a good fit for Pan.

"Brilliant!" Pan exclaimed excitedly,"Percy, play me something." Percy's smile turned into a grin as he put the trumpet to his lips. Percy played, Hello Dolly by Louie Armstrong, it was one of his personal favorite jazz musicians and songs. Pan danced around happily, his goat legs kicked outwards and his arms swung around wildly as he listened to the beautiful sound that came from Percy's trumpet. Percy pulled away and laughed jovially at the sight before playing the trumpet again.

"Sorry I'm late-" Calypso started as she walked over to the two. Her eyes widened as she watched Percy's fingers flawlessly run over the three valves of the trumpet and as he hopped around on his feet while playing an upbeat song. Pan was dancing, rather poorly, but nonetheless Calypso smiled at the sight.

Pan noticed her and grinned,"Calypso! Join me, would you?" He held out his hand and she hesitated for a moment before taking it. The god twirled her around and Calypso was soon laughing as she and Pan clumsily danced to the sound of Percy's trumpet.

Forest creatures gathered and watched the scene with excitement and interest. Birds chirped happily at the sound of the trumpet and flew around their god and his pupil. Squirrels darted on the scene as did deer and other various amounts of animals. Percy didn't notice them as he watched Calypso in slight admiration.

How was she so beautiful without even trying? Percy watched as she tilted her head back and let out a tinkling laugh. Her braided hair swung around as she twirled ungracefully much to his amusement. Her bright eyes sparkled with mirth and she looked so carefree and happy as she danced to his music.

Regardless of how gorgeous the immortal daughter of Atlas was he refused to even think about becoming emotionally involved with her. Percy didn't want to pursue a relationship. Technically he was still with Rachel, not that he cared at all about the girl, but he also didn't want to have a romantic relationship with anyone. He just didn't want to. But despite all this he really did have a hard time tearing his gaze from the girl.

Percy finally finished the song and stood there smiling like an idiot. His bad mood long forgotten as he took a bow and laughed. This was...fun. It was nice. His chest rose and fell rapidly at the excitement of it all.

Pan trotted up to the boy with a grin,"Good playing Perseus! That was amazing!" He praised and Percy fought back a cocky response. He knew he did well, just like he knew he was a good business man.

"Thank you." He then looked at the trumpet in slight confusion,"Erm where should I put this-" He didn't get to finish his sentence before the trumpet had a strap on it, curtsy of Pan, and Percy smiled in thanks before slinging the silver music maker onto his back.

Calypso approached the two with a smile,"That was excellent playing Perseus. Well done." She said softly making Percy smile broadly at her.

"Well, nice dancing moves you two. You both were sooooo graceful." He snorted sarcastically making Pan chuckle and Calypso roll her eyes with a small smile on her lips.

"You're Pan's replacement!" A voice yelled and Percy saw dozens of animals looking at him in awe and excitement. Percy awkwardly glanced at Pan to see the bearded god smiling at him.

"Erm yeah." He muttered and the same deer spoke up again.

"It'll be an honor serving you." The deer bowed as did the other forest creatures. Percy smiled slightly, it was like having fans again, gods he missed his fans. He missed the click of cameras, the begging for autographs, the screaming girls, the limo rides, the lights, the food, his jet, his mansion, his wealth, his expensive clothes,...his mom. His good attitude quickly shifted to sadness but he faked a smile regardless.

"Thank you." He wasn't sure what to say so he settled for his same, plastic smile.