RWOL is here with first Percy Jackson and the Olympians story. It is titled: Percy Jackson and the God of War. This is an AU that takes place after the second Titan War, where Percy becomes the new God of War after Ares betrayed the Gods for the Titans.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series or its related works, Rick Riordan does.

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Chapter 1: A New God of War

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The Second Titanomachy (Second Titan War) had ended, with victory going to the Olympians yet the price of victory was higher than any the Olympians had or were willing to pay. Numerous demigods, those who felt betrayed and abandoned their godly parents and those who remained loyal, had died in the battle. The Olympians faced betrayals not just from their own children, but from their fellow gods. Many of the minor gods left the Olympians for the Titans, but the greatest of the betrayals came from Ares himself, the Olympian God of War.

Ares has always desired to overthrow his father Zeus and rule as Lord of Olympus, ensuring he could wage as many wars to his heart's content. He was approached by the spirit of his grandfather Kronos, the Titan of Time and Titan Lord, with an offer: join him as his general, help him overthrow the Olympians and he would make him [Ares] the Titan Lord of War (and replacing the traitor Pallas as Titan of Warcraft) and allow him [Ares] to wage as many wars amongst the mortals as he [Ares] wanted. Ares' lust for war and bloodshed has always been insatiable, so he could not pass up the offer to be a Titan Lord and make as many wars as godly as possible.

The year before the war actually started, Ares and his children, both immortal and mortal, betrayed Olympus. He also turned on his long-time 'girlfriend' Aphrodite, brutally humiliating her all the while laughing and revealing he was just using her for sex and enjoyed how he was hurting Hephaestus by seducing the woman who was supposed to be his wife. Next he targeted Camp Half-Blood, his children there attacking their friends, comrades and even lovers, killing some and injuring many more.

With the gods weakened and Typhon freed, it looked grim, but one demigod would not stand for it. He rose to the forefront, leading the remaining demigod forces loyal to Olympus to into battle and later victory. This demigod's name is Perseus "Percy" Jackson – son of Poseidon and the mortal Sally Jackson, Savior and Champion of Olympus and Bane of Titans.

Percy had faced many trials and tribulations during the years leading up to the Second Titan War: at age twelve he retrieved the stolen Master Bolt of Zeus, stopping a civil war between the Olympians and revealed Luke Castellan as a traitor; at age thirteen he retrieved the long lost Golden Fleece and cured Thalia's Tree while reviving his cousin Thalia Grace; at age fourteen saved Artemis from the burden of the Sky by forcing Atlas back under it; at age fifteen he safely navigated the Labyrinth of Death, defeated the Titan Lord of the West and Titan of Mortality Iapetus and the Giant Antaeus– son of Gaia and Poseidon, defeated the strongest and most powerful of all monsters Kampê during the Battle of Camp Half-Blood; and at age sixteen led the remaining loyal demigods and Hunters of Artemis against Kronos' forces in what would be named the Battle of Manhattan. During the battle, Percy fought and defeated many powerful foes; Hyperion – Titan Lord of the East and Titan of Light and Perses – Titan of Destruction; the God of War himself Ares along with his children; and finally the Titan Lord himself Kronos.

Percy was a storm of destruction and death, every enemy before him was rent unto death; from monsters, the traitor gods and demigods, and the Titans under Kronos' command. During the first day of the three days of the Battle of Manhattan, Percy faced both Phobos the God of Fear and his brother Deimos the God of Terror/Dread, easily defeating the two and sending them straight to Tartarus. During the second day, Percy faced the Titan Lord of the East Hyperion and the Titan of Destruction Perses. Despite the two-on-one advantage and their massive powers as the most powerful in the Titan Pantheon, Percy overcame the titan duo and sent them back to Tartarus. On the third and final day, Percy faced both Ares and Kronos, but not before dealing with the distractions known as Clarisse and her siblings. Despite receiving her father's blessing, Clarisse was no match of for the man responsible for the defeat of several of the most powerful of titans.

With Clarisse and her siblings dealt with, Percy barely managed to make it in time to stop Ares and Kronos from destroying the thrones of the gods. Ares was ridiculously easy to beat, being downed in 3.5 seconds, and yes the Titan of Time counted how long it would take Ares to fail.

That left Kronos, using the body of Luke Castellan as his host until he reached his true power and returned to his true Titan form, fought Percy with the fate of the world on the line. The battle was fast paced and furious; the two were evenly matched much to Kronos' chagrin. Kronos' anger mounted as Percy proved strong enough to break free of his time spells right immediately after Kronos casted them. Soon Percy gained the advantage when Annabeth managed to bring back Luke's conscience due to her pleas throughout the fight and being injured by his hands. Luke, shocked that he hurt his beloved Annabeth, allowed Percy to strike the fatal blow; hitting his Achilles Spot.

Percy did so by controlling the liquids in Luke's body, gaining control of his body. Lifting Luke's left arm and removing his armor, Percy stabbed him an inch below his arm pit. As Kronos was forced back to Tartarus, his Titan essence dispersed so thin to the point of fading, Luke asked how Percy knew his Achilles Spot.

Percy smirked before saying; "Common sense. To protect yourself, and by proxy Kronos, you chose one of the least likely spots on the human body to be targeted during combat."

Smiling as blood escaped his lips, Luke apologized for his actions and to Annabeth for hurting her the way he did. Annabeth cried as she cradled her dying love, giving him the kiss she always wanted to give him. Luke Castellan – son of Hermes and May Callastan died with a smile on his face, even as the Olympians stormed the room to see Annabeth crying over Luke's dead body, Grover looking morose, the still unconscious traitor God of War and Percy standing triumphant above all.

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Olympus Throne Room; three days after the war

The eleven Olympians sat on their thrones as they contemplated the recent war that ended only seventy-two hours ago, thanks to Percy Jackson. Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Hephaestus, Hermes, Apollo, Athena, Artemis, Aphrodite, Dionysus and the unofficial Olympians Hades and Hestia felt their ages weigh heavily upon, the children of Kronos more so given their four thousand year lives.

In the middle of the room, in Celestial Bronze shackles that zapped his powers, the traitor God of War stood before the council with a sneer on his face.

"Ares," Zeus' usual rumbling voice was heavily subdued. "Why? Why betray us for the Titans?"

Ares chuckled amused that they even had to ask why he betrayed them. "As the mortal saying goes, the first thing to go in old age is the mind." He mocked with a laugh at his father not knowing his reasons for his betrayal given it were so obvious.

"This isn't a laughing matter Ares!" the Sky Lord thundered. "You betrayed us! Your father, mother, aunts, uncles, brothers and sisters for the Chaos-forsaken Titans! You betrayed all of Olympus and you laugh!"

Ares just chuckled even more due to his father's tirade. "Yeah pretty much." He said with a shrug getting glares from his so-called family. "But if it will let you sleep at night then I'll give ya a reason. The reason is that I wanted do what I do best; cause war and enjoy the carnage. But I couldn't due to the damned Ancient Laws restricting me. So I wanted to take your place pops since as the new Lord of Olympus, I could do so, but even that wasn't enough for me." Ares began smirking cocksurely. "Then after you turned your bitch daughter into that tree, Kronos came to me in a 'dream' and gave me his offer: become one of his loyal generals, in return I help him rise, throw you fools in Tartarus, become the Titan Lord of War and wage all the wars I can handle." Ares explained before smirking.

"The plan was for the Big Three to have a civil war with each other. Yeah pops I helped in stealing your precious toy lightning bolt and Hades' 'hat of fear'." The two elder gods seethed at Ares for insulting their symbols of power. "When you sent out the lesbian slut Artemis, the owl bitch Athena and 'Mr-I'm-so-fast-I'm-finished-in-three-seconds' Hermes," Ares said smirking at the enraged looks from the aforementioned gods. "I had to act fast because I knew that those three would find Luke and the plan would be ruined. Before hand, I gave Luke an untraceable phone that could be used contact me. It sends out a signal that was tuned to my divine energy signature, allowing me to get to him first. I kept the two power symbols while teleporting Luke away and waited as Kronos instructed." He said before turning to Poseidon. "Kronos told me to wait until another hero could be used to make the delivery, and it happened when Hades attacked your son for his perceived slights against him and for you breaking your oath. When Percy got to camp, Luke struck by summoning the Hellhound which led to Percy getting a quest to find and retrieve the Master Bolt." He told the seething Sea God.

"As the quest progressed, I waited until the right time, approaching him when he was on his leg." He smirked before turning to Aphrodite. "My 'date' with you that day was planned, so I could get Percy to do me a favor and I 'repay' him for it." He said at the angry and betrayed Love Goddess. "I gave him the modified sheath of the Master Bolt that would call the bolt to it when in the Underworld and near Hades' presence."

"Hades would kill the boy for the perceived theft of his helm, getting Poseidon to declare war on him for the death of his son, and I would declare war on Hades due to my perceiving his stealing of my Master Bolt." Zeus said with a pale face along with his brothers. They had been so close to a civil war, a war planned their father, and thwarted only because of his nephew Perseus.

"Exactly!" Ares chuckled. "With an Olympian Civil War, Olympus would be divided thus making things easier for the Titans. They would wait in the shadows, secretly recruiting both mortals and demigods to their cause and manipulating events to paint themselves as being more noble and selfless compared to the Olympians. 'The Olympians are selfish, greedy and power hungry. See how easy they fight and wage war with each other. See how they use and abuse humans and even their own children simply because they can and for their entertainment. Join us, the Titans, and we'll usher in another Golden Age; no war, no pain and suffering. Just peace and tranquility for all.' As you weaken yourselves, the Titans would grower stronger and stronger, and then when strong enough they would strike. Nice, clean and easy." Ares explained to the ashen faced gods. They were realizing just how methodical Kronos had been in his planning of vengeance against them. If not for Percy, they would be in Tartarus now, suffering ungodly punishments, while the Titans ran the world.

"As the Titan Lord of War the world would be my playground; humans slaughtering themselves for my entertainment. I would sit back and watch as men, women and children debase themselves to levels that would even sicken monsters, becoming monsters themselves just to survive my little games." He explained dreamily. "It would have been glorious had barnacle beard's little cock puppet not interfered and cost the Titans the war." Ares said with snarl as he thought of sea spawn. Poseidon gave his nephew an enraged glare at the insult to himself and his son.

The Olympians looked at Ares as if they could not comprehend his existence. It was silent for several tense moments before Hera, Queen of Olympus, spoke.

"To think that I gave birth to such a savage being like you." Hera said in disgust and disappointment. "You are no son of mine!"

Ares snorted before retorting; "And you're such a good mother given you threw Festus here off Olympus because he didn't fit your criteria of a perfect family and then but the blame on pops."

Hera snarled, not wanting to accept the truth in Ares words, but Poseidon intervened.

"It is clear to me that you have neither remorse nor guilt for your traitorous actions." The Sea Lord spoke. "I suggest that we move on to your punishment."

"Punishment?" Ares snorted amused. "You really think you can punish me?! Ha! I'll tell ya dick-tits this right now, no matter the punishment I swear on the River Styx that I'll come back and fuck each and every last one of you dick-tits up." Ares said with thunder punctuating his oath of revenge.

"Did he just call us dick-tits?" Apollo asked incredulously as Hermes glared at the War God.

"Big words Ares," Athena, Goddess of Wisdom hissed. "You are so boastful even in the face of your impending punishment that you insult us and spit in our faces. I move for a vote; we strip Ares and his sons of their domains and powers, replace Ares as the God of War, and banish him to Tartarus." She suggested. Ares now looked fearful, he knew that he would be banished to Tartarus, but to be stripped of his domains and powers… that would leave him mortal, if not a weakling demigod and he wouldn't survive in the pit as a mortal.

"And who would we replace Ares with?" Artemis asked. "I do not know of any demigod or goddess worthy enough to have a place among us."

Athena shook her head, her silky golden tresses free of its usual ponytail moved about. "That is where you are wrong Artemis." Athena said with her usual 'I-know-something-you-don't-know-smiles'. "There is one demigod more than worthy enough to be an Olympian and proved to be the most powerful, even surpassing Hercules." She said getting her father to bristle as the jab to his most powerful of his sons. "We all know him, even you Artemis given you'd still be stuck under the Sky without it him."

Artemis' silvery-yellow eyes widened when she realized exactly who Athena was suggesting should replace Ares.

"Yes Artemis, I see you understand." Athena said. "Our new God of War shall be none other than Perseus Jackson!" the wisdom goddess exclaimed even as her fellow Olympians looked at her with varying expressions.

Poseidon was shocked that Athena would suggest his son for godhood let alone praise him given that she led the charge to have him killed on several occasions because of the Great Prophecy and being his rival. While proud of his son's incredible accomplishments, the Sea God didn't know if his son should be put into a position tarnished by the previous owner.

Apollo and Hermes looked pretty excited; they both liked Percy and wouldn't mind him being a god; they could take him to all their favorite bars and pick up chicks for the taste of the 'mortal fruit' as they called it. But they didn't know about him being the new God of War. Hopefully he'll be nothing like Ares.

Artemis was contemplative. Percy had proved her wrong, showing her that there were some decent men out in the world. Despite the fact he saved her and stood toe-to-toe with Atlas, one of the top five strongest Titans in the Titan Pantheon and their greatest warrior besides Hyperion, not once did he brag. He didn't even demand she thank him for saving her! He also gained the trust, friendship and respect from her most loyal and trusted hunter, Zoe Nightshade, before her death at the hands of her accursed father.

Demeter was neutral, given she didn't know much about her brother's spawn besides him possibly being the prophecy child.

Dionysus, while having some respect for the sea-spawn, didn't know if he wanted to deal him for all eternity.

Hera was also contemplative. While she may not show it, she did like Percy even if he didn't agree with her view on families. It was his loyalty to those he cared for that drew her to him, as he knew and showed what true loyalty is, and she respected that. Besides he couldn't be any worse than Ares.

Hades shrugged, he had some respect for his nephew and if anyone deserved godhood after all the crappy shit they went through, then Percy was the one.

Hestia smiled happy her nephew would become a god and hopefully bring honor back to the council. He was exactly the change needed to help gods realize that they NEEDED to change, and change for the better.

Aphrodite was Aphrodite; thinking how she would get Percy to sleep with her. Also, if she could get her marriage annulled, then she could marry Percy and have him to herself. He was too good for those other women, mortal or immortal, for only her, the Goddess of Love and Beauty was worthy to have him.

And Zeus, well as usual he was worried mostly about his throne and place as Lord of Olympus. While he might not like to admit it, being the prideful an all, but as usual his daughter was right. The boy's power level was astounding! The boy had faced nothing but high-level challenges that forced him to grow in power, skill and ability. By Chaos he faced down several Titans in the "Top Ten Strongest" list: Number one – Kronos, Number Two – Atlas and Hyperion, Number Three – Perses, and Number Four – Iapetus. He faced his son Ares twice and won, defeated Ares' strongest demigod child Clarisse and her immortal brothers Phobos and Deimos, who while minor gods, were still pretty strong. So the Sky God was worried that if Percy became a God, the boy might try to overthrow him.

But, Zeus thought. By placing him on the council, I can keep an eye on him to see if he'll be a threat or not. I'll be keeping a potential enemy close so it'll be easy to eliminate him. Zeus thought with slight frown. He looked over his fellow Olympians with his stormy gray eyes before nodding. "All in favor of Athena's suggestion for Ares' punishment and his replacement Perseus raise your hand. Those not in favor keep your hands down.

Athena, Artemis, Apollo, Hermes, Aphrodite, Hades, Poseidon, Hera and Zeus himself raised their hands. Only Demeter and Dionysus kept their hands down. While agreeing with the punishment, they didn't agree on Percy becoming an Olympian as they explained.

"It is agreed then." Zeus said as he glared at his former son. "Ares and his sons will be stripped of their powers and domains, banished to Tartarus and Perseus becoming an Olympian by taking Ares' place."

"You can't do this to me!" Ares screamed in outrage. "That punkass can't replace me was the God of War! He doesn't have the drive or the desire to cause war for the sheer sake of war! For the entertainment value of watching the mortals kill themselves for whatever reason they think of and justify!"

"And is that a bad thing Ares?" Hera hissed. "So what if Perseus doesn't have the drive or desire for senseless wars like you." She said putting emphasis on the world senseless. "Maybe Perseus would be more like your Roman aspect Mars, who fights only for a just and noble cause; to protect his homeland and those within it. One who fights to end the war just as quickly as it started so his people don't suffer such extreme losses. One who cares for martial might and victory rather than the sheer conflict of war itself?"

Ares snarled at his mother before he twitched, his Roman aspect Mars trying to rise but was forced back down. He hated the Romans for that. Oh he enjoyed how they elevated him over his uncles Hades and Poseidon, elevated him over his bitch sister Athena who was downgraded into a weakling minor goddess, making him the second most powerful and important in the Roman Pantheon. But they had to make him so noble and honorable; fighting only for honorable causes such as the protection of the Roman state. Bah! War is war! There are no honorable causes or reasons to fight in war, no matter who said there was. There is only killing the enemy, making them suffer, to bath in their blood and enjoy it.

"What of the powers and domains of Phobos and Deimos?" Apollo asked.

"They're open for anyone to take." Hades said looking over a pitch-black iPad Air with his symbol on the back. "It turns out that Phobos and Deimos have decided to fade in order to escape punishment." The Underworld Lord said after checking his files due to an alert filed under 'Immortal Deaths'.

"We'll put them on reserve for now." Zeus growled out angry at his grandsons' cowardly escape from their rightful punishment. "For now Perseus will replace Ares as both the God of War and an Olympian." he declared glaring at Ares.

Ares glared angrily at them, more so Athena, mentally vowing to make her suffer the most when he returns to gain vengeance on them. Little did he know he would get the chance sooner than he thought.

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Several hours later, the demigods responsible for the protection of Olympus and Western Civilization stood before the broken Olympian council, the eleven gods looking down on their children with pride.

"Heroes of Olympus!" Zeus thundered. "You are here to be rewarded handsomely for your courageous actions in defending not just Olympus, but all of Western Civilization from the wrath of the Titans." He said before becoming subdued. "You have faced many problems; betrayals from those who sided with Kronos, the betrayal of Ares' children, who were friends, comrades and for some of you even lovers."

Several campers lowered their heads at the thought of their former friends and lovers.

"Thalia Grace, my daughter and lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis, come forth!" Zeus rumbled. The punk/Goth thunder maiden went forward, kneeling before her father and then her patron goddess Artemis. "My daughter, you do this old god proud. As such, you will have help in filling the ranks of the hunters as well as in increase in your powers. You'll be comparable to minor goddess with my domains." He said getting Thalia to gape that he would give her more access to his domains, but smiled.

"Thalia," Artemis began happy for her sister. "You too have made me proud and all those Hunters who perished in my service will never be forgotten. They will achieve Elysium, I am sure." She said glaring pointedly at Hades who looked back unimpressed.

"Meh, they already have, so stop with your pathetic scary face."

Pleased, the Maiden Goddess stopped her glaring that really wasn't that all scary in both Hades' and Percy's opinion.

Thalia beamed with pride. "Thank you, my lady." She bowed to the gods, even Hades, and then limped over to stand by Artemis's side.

"Tyson, son of Poseidon!" Zeus called. Tyson looked nervous, but he went to stand in the middle of the Council, and Zeus grunted. "Doesn't miss many meals, does he?" Zeus muttered. Poseidon smacked his brother on the arm for his troubles. "Tyson, for your bravery in the war, and for leading the Cyclopes, you are appointed a general in the armies of Olympus. You shall henceforth lead your brethren into war whenever required by the gods. And you shall have a new . . . um . . . what kind of weapon would you like? A sword? An axe?"

"Stick!" Tyson said, showing his broken club.

"Very well," Zeus said. "We will grant you a new, er, stick. The best stick that may be found."

"Hooray!" Tyson cried, and all the Cyclopes cheered and pounded him on the back as he rejoined them.

"Grover Underwood of the satyrs!" Dionysus called. Grover came forward nervously. "Oh, stop chewing your shirt," Dionysus chided. "Honestly, I'm not going to blast you. For your bravery and sacrifice, blah, blah, blah, and since we have an unfortunate vacancy, the gods have seen fit to name you a member of the Council of Cloven Elders." Grover collapsed on the spot. "Oh, wonderful," Dionysus sighed, as several naiads came forward to help Grover. "Well, when he wakes up, someone tell him that he will no longer be an outcast, and that all satyrs, naiads, and other spirits of nature will henceforth treat him as a lord of the Wild, with all rights, privileges, and honors, blah, blah, blah. Now please, drag him off before he wakes up and starts groveling."

"Annabeth Chase!" Athena called her daughter. "You, my daughter, have exceeded all expectations. You have used your wits, your strength, and your courage to defend this city, and our seats of power. It has come to our attention that Olympus is… well, trashed. The Titan Lord did much damage that will have to be repaired. We could rebuild it by magic, of course, and make it just as it was. But the gods feel that the city could be improved. We will take this as an opportunity. And you, my daughter, will design these improvements." She said getting Annabeth to gape.

"M… my lady…"

Athena smiled wryly. "You are an architect, are you not? You have studied the techniques of Daedalus himself. Who better to redesign Olympus and make it a monument that will last for another eon?"

"You mean… I can design whatever I want?"

"To a certain extent, I hope." Dionysus groaned. If that girl made Olympus pink, or purple, or any other annoying, eye-popping color, he was going to throttle her in her sleep, damn the consequences.

"As your heart desires," the goddess said. "Make us a city for the ages."

"With plenty of statues of the most awesome of gods, me!" Apollo cried out.

"Oh, oh don't forget me. Olympus could use more of my beauty around." Aphrodite put her two drachmas in. "Besides who wouldn't want to gaze longingly at my smexiness." She said gesturing to her oversexed body.

Athena barely managed to resist the urge to face palm herself at Aphrodite's usual vain attitude and her butchering of the English language. "Aphrodite, smexiness is NOT a word, and Annabeth will take your ideas into consideration."

The Love Goddess merely waved off Athena, not really caring one way or another. No what she cared about was getting that sexy beast of man known as Percy Jackson wrapped around her little finger. No man could resist her, if for long, and he would be her new Adonis that she would love and cherish for eternity. Aphrodite Jackson? I like how it sounds. Percy and I, immortal husband and wife with all the hot, steamy and passionate sex I can handle. Hmm. How powerful would our firstborn be?

"PERCY JACKSON!" Poseidon announced. His name echoed around the chamber. All talking died down. The room was silent except for the crackle of the hearth fire. Hestia smiled slightly, knowing that Percy was worthy of being a god.

Everyone's eyes were on him; all the gods, the demigods, the Cyclopes, the spirits.

He walked into the middle of the throne room. Hestia smiled at him reassuringly. She was in her usual eight-year old form, and she seemed happy and content to be sitting by her fire again. Her smile gave him courage to keep walking. He bowed first to Zeus, and then knelt before his father, remembering his first time before the two brothers. He bowed to his father first, and then bowed to Zeus which angered the Sky God.

"Rise my son," Poseidon said gently, getting his son to stand. "A great hero must be rewarded," he said. "Is there anyone here who would deny that my son is deserving?"

The gods have never really agreed on thing, and many of them still disliked Percy but no one spoke up against Poseidon's claim, not with what they agreed to earlier.

"Percy, you have risen to levels that not even the great Hercules has reached. As such we, the Olympian Council, have decided that you shall have the greatest of gifts; Godhood."

Percy blinked once, twice and then thrice as he comprehended what was just told to him. They wanted to make him a god, like them?

"My son," Poseidon's voice broke through Percy's thoughts. "None are more deserving than you. You have faced the strongest of beings since you were brought into our world: Ares and his sons Phobos and Deimos; the most powerful of monsters Kampê; several Titans in the "Top Ten Strongest": Number one – Kronos, Number Two – Atlas and Hyperion, Number Three – Perses, Number Four – Iapetus. You have become the greatest demigod to ever live, the most powerful ever seen and thus it is only natural that you rise to a higher level." Poseidon explained. "I know this is much to take in, but this is a great honor, as you are the first in centuries since Greece's fall to become a god."

Percy looked at the eleven Olympians, seeing that there were serious about making him a god. He frowned in concentration before looked back at his father.

"While I am honored, I must respectfully decline becoming a God." He said much to the shock of his audience.

"You're turning down the chance of immortality? To be our equal?" Artemis asked as Percy once again proved he truly is different from other men. Most would have jumped at the chance to be a god, yet he turns it down. Why? Why must he be so different from others? Why does he persist in taking her perceptions of men and destroy them? Why can't he be like all the others, then she wouldn't be so damn confused?

"Yes because there are more important things than immortality." He said getting raised eyebrows.

"Things more important than you becoming a god?" Hermes asked. "What 'things' are you talking about?"

"The war we just had." Percy answered. "I'd like to use my gift in the form of a request to the council."

"Speak then Perseus." Hera commanded her curiosity peeked.

"If it is within our power then it shall be done." Zeus promised.

"It is," he said. "And it's not even difficult. But I need your promise on the River Styx."

"What?" Dionysus cried. "You don't trust us?"

"Someone once told me," he said, looking at Hades. "You should always get a solemn oath."

Hades shrugged. "Guilty."

"Very well!" Zeus growled. "In the name of the Council, we swear by the River Styx to grant your reasonable request as long as it is within our power." The other gods muttered assent. Thunder boomed, shaking the throne room. The deal was made.

"My request has four parts, all of which are easily within your powers. Firstly I want to both Hades and Hestia to have thrones on the council." Percy began getting looks of shock from the gods, including the aforementioned gods. "It is not fair that Hades can only sit among you once a year on the darkest day of the year. He too is an eldest god, having fought with his brothers and sisters in the first Titan War and in the First Giant War. He has just as much right to be an Olympian in all shape, form and fashion as his brothers. And without him, then this war would be lost and our surviving demigods would be dead if not for him." Percy explained.

"As for Hestia, she'll be the calming presence you all desperately need to quell any of your disagreements you have when you meet." He added. Those on the council looked at each other, having silent conversations. Poseidon gave Zeus a pointed look, which got the Sky Lord to sigh loudly.

"Hades, Hestia," Zeus frowned and shook his head. "No brother and sister, please take your rightful places among us as Olympians." No sooner than had that sentence ended, two thrones appeared for, making the number of thrones fourteen instead of twelve.

Hades' throne was an ebony so pitch-black it was like the deepest of darkness. It held a sinister vibe; bones of the dead coated in gold and inlaid with various precious gems befitting the God of Wealth adorned the throne. The arm rests were human spines with the skulls still connected, rubies in the place of their eyes. The seat was of plush ebon leather, ensuring that he would comfortable.

Hestia's throne was like fire contained in a Plexiglas box that was in the shape of an elegant throne. It held a warm presence, soothing all those in the room. It was trimmed in platinum and gold, the symbol of the hearth like an optical illusion when one stares into the fires of her throne.

The two Olympians looked at Percy who merely nodded towards the two. Hestia, being more emotional, happily crushed Percy in goddess-sized death hug, chanting 'Thank you!' over and over again before going to her new throne. Hades merely gave his nephew respectful nod, his respect for him going up a few notches.

"Well Perseus, what is the rest of your requests?" Hera demanded a bit miffed that Hades was on her council.

"The second part of my request is a two-parter, I want to you properly recognize the children of the gods," he said. "All the children… of all the gods; Olympian, Major and Minor."

The Olympians shifted uncomfortably.

"Percy," Poseidon said. "What exactly do you mean?"

"Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents," he said. "They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason."

Zeus' royal nostrils flared. "You dare accuse…"

"No more undetermined children," Percy verbally steamrolled over Zeus. "I want you to swear on the Styx to claim your children – all your demigod children – by the time they turn twelve. They won't be left out in the world on their own at the mercy of monsters. I want them claimed and brought to camp so they can be trained right, and survive."

"Now wait a minute…" Apollo tried to get a word in edge wise but Percy steamrolled over him as well.

"Because of this, there shall be cabins for ALL gods, no matter they be Olympian, major or minor. They deserve every right to have cabins and be represented just like you and for their children to sleep with their siblings. They shall not be ignored." Percy said staring down the gods. "My third request is that all of the minor gods and goddesses that sided with Kronos be given amnesty and pardoned as well as with the peaceful Titans." He said getting wide eyes. "A severe tactical advantage wouldn't have been lost had you treated them better. They betrayed you because you treated them like they were inferior to you just because you have thrones and are Olympians. It's the same for the Titans that fought with you during the first war, but fought against you for the second; you treated them like crap when they just wanted to be respected." Percy demanded thinking of Calypso who had after more than 2000 years should be free.

"My fourth and final request it to abolish the 'Big Three having no children' bit. Because we can all agree that didn't work out at all." Percy said getting grimaces. "Those are my requests, all of them easy, to the point and well within your power to uphold."

"Percy," Poseidon said though a bit proud of his son holding the council by the balls. "You ask much. You presume much."

"I hold you to your oath," Percy said. "All of you."

He got a lot of steely looks. Strangely, it was Athena who spoke up.

"Perseus is correct. We have been unwise to ignore our children and our treatment of the minor gods. It proved a strategic weakness in this war and almost caused our destruction. Perseus Jackson, I have had my doubts about you, but perhaps," she grimaced and then spoke as if the words had a sour taste. "Perhaps I was mistaken. I move that we accept his plan."

Everyone looked at Athena with wide eyes. For those that personally knew Athena, they knew that she always had to be right, and in the small off chance she was wrong her hubris would never let her admit it. For her to admit that she was wrong about Percy meant that either the world was ending or that the recent events had forced her to open her eyes and see the real truth. Thankfully, no pigs were flying (and no we're not counting the Sow) as humans always claim that flying pigs are a sure sign of the apocalypse.

"Humph," Zeus said. "Being told what to do by a mere child, but I suppose… All in favor?" All the gods agreed and Athena agreed to supervise the process. Annabeth merely rubbed her hands greedily, her mind going over various designs for the palaces and temples, the new cabin designs for Camp Half-Blood and wondering what the minor gods wanted appearance wise for them.

"Now this leaves us with the problem of convincing Perseus to join us as a god." Aphrodite said staring lustfully at said demigod.

"But I…" now it was Percy's turn to get steamrolled verbally.

"Yes Perseus you did refuse but that we can't let you go." Artemis said seriously getting all the demigods to look at her. "Do you know just how powerful you are Perseus? Your father wasn't just pandering to your ego, he was telling the truth. You are the Most Powerful of all demigods ever seen, more powerful than Hercules himself!" she explained. "You may not sense it, but the aura you produce is on par with a major god, Hades even an Olympian such as us." She said doing her best to ignore the pointed glare from her uncle Hades. "You are simply too powerful to remain a demigod, as such you MUST become a god."

Percy was confused and angry. Confused at how powerful he had gotten so quickly and angry that gods wanted him as a god because from what he could tell they were afraid he would turn against them. He had every chance possible to take accept Kronos' offer, but refused knowing that despite the problems the Olympians had, they were the lesser of two evils and if the Titans were in charge there would be no Golden Age.

Hestia got off her throne, shrunk to the size of normal mortal woman and approached her nephew. The others weren't able to hear given the invisible barrier the goddess erected, but given their facial expressions, it was a pretty intense conversation. They saw Percy's enraged expression, his glare focused on the empty throne of Ares before looking at his aunt who said some more words that calmed Percy down and who sighed before grudgingly nodding his head. They saw Hestia give Percy a hug before heading back to her throne, taking on her godly height of twenty-five feet.

"Percy has agreed to become a god." Hestia said simply getting her fellow Olympians to smile at her and then at the begrudging Percy. "Percy please approach your throne, there you will find the power of an Olympian God." She said gently. Sighing again, Percy slowly trudged his way to his throne, the one that used to belong to Ares. The other demigods looked as Percy approached the throne, understanding lighting their eyes.

Percy was to become the new God of War!

In front of massive throne, Percy climbed the throne, and in a few moments sat in the human-skinned seat of it. The strongest demigod in existence felt unimaginable power course through him as Ares' former powers and domains became his own. An explosion of pure power erupted, Percy's aura slamming into the demigods like an ocean from falling from the sky, forcing them to the ground with numerous thuds as he became a god. The Olympians grimaced as the power fell on them, his power as a god startling them as he was far stronger than they anticipated. A bright flash happened that blinded them, and as quickly as it came it was gone and when their sight came back they looked the new god of war.

He still had his tanned skin, and raven hair, but he now stood at the standard godly height of twenty-five feet. His physique was larger and more muscular, yet not the overly developed kind of muscular and was muscularly proportionate. He was now sporting a mustache-goatee combo on his face, giving him a ruggedly handsome kind of look that left the goddesses drooling lustfully at him before getting in control of themselves. Three were maidens, two were married yet the first was contemplating infidelity and the second wasn't loyal at all.

He wore a black tactical vest trimmed in sea-green with the Omega symbol stitched in sea-green over his left breast, over a black muscle shirt, showing off his muscular arms, black fingerless gloves with metal plates on the back of his hands, black battle fatigues tucked into black steel-toe combat books. But it was his eyes that were the most startling; they retained their beautiful sea-green color, but were now pure atomic fireballs staring into your soul.

His throne had changed as well; instead of the gaudy red and tank-like shape that Ares favored, it was the same cool sea-green fire as his eyes, in the style of a military commander's chair, trimmed in platinum and gold.

Then three white flashes appeared in a triangular formation around Percy; the three Sisters of Fate revealing themselves, and began speaking as one. "Hail Perseus Jackson. Savior and Champion of Olympus, and the 14th Olympian! Olympian God of: Warfare, Elements, Intelligence, Destruction, Tactics, Strength and Endurance, Courage, Loyalty, Resilience, and Heroes. Master of War and Patron of Heroes." The Fates spoke before flashing out.

Everyone was in a state of shock, but Apollo and Hermes broke out identical smiles.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" the Sun God asked.

"Oh yeah!" the God of Messengers replied.

"PARTYYYYYYYYYY!" the two shouted before snapping their fingers. One bright flash later, the throne was decorated with streamers, confetti, and various other party decorations. There were tables with beer and wine and foods. There were scantily clad women pole dancing, even the goddesses were scantily clad, which to led blushing, nose bleeds and screeches of anger and outrage.

Percy had to admit that Athena looked damn fine rocking the sexy librarian look; a gaped open white silk dress shirt showing she wasn't wearing a bra and showing off the valley of her breasts, a short and tight dress mini-skirt that showed of her nice long legs, stockings showing off the smooth contours of those mile-long legs and black pumps that made those leggy legs even leggier.

Poseidon had to admit that Hestia was looking good in that short cocktail dress that too matched her orange-red flame eyes and showed off her nice body. Plus she looked too cute blushing.

Artemis was blushing so deeply one thought she was inventing new shades of red. She wore a bodice mini-dress that matched her eyes and showed off her athletic and shapely body in way she was not comfortable with.

Hades looked like a dear caught in the headlights due to Demeter's outfit; a bra-like garment, a mid-drift length jacket, tight short-shorts that showed a leather thong and long legs, and ankle-high heels.

Aphrodite was wearing an oceanic colored cocktail dress that was a couple inches from being obscene, and was so skin tight it was like a second skin; showing off her large and ample breasts, thin waist and flaring hips. Her legs were smooth like porcelain and gold strapped heels made her legs leggier.

Zeus was looking at Hera, who was dressed in a bodice mini-dress like Artemis but colored a silvery-white. The message was clear in Zeus' eyes; "I'm so going to tap that ass tonight!"

Percy shrugged, snapping his fingers getting his clothes to shimmer and change. He now wore a black silk dress shirt, untucked, black Seven Brand jeans, and Lugz boots. Teleporting a bottle of Budweiser over, he popped the top before saying; "Cheers!" in a British accent and downing it.

And cut! Percy Jackson and the God of War is up and running. I've read several PJOS stories and decided to put my hat in this arena as well. I wanted to do something different and got inspired to do this from the God of War series. Best video game series ever! So uisng that as a basis, Percy has replaced Ares as GOW like Kratos did in the games but he'll stay loyal to Olympus.

Now there will some mentions of the GOW series in here; weapons, items and attacks but every thing else will be all the good Percy Jackson series we've come to know and love. The characters will remain as they and will develop as the story goes on. There wil be romances, the main pairing being Perthena (Percy & Athena).

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