camp half-blood (percy jackson)

Jason talks to his friends about his decision to go with them all to support Percy. Unfortunately, he also uncovers how long Percy actually had with the Romans, and is pretty pissed about it.

Perseus Jackson, the eighteen year old son of Zeus, appears with a sword in his gut, bleeding red and gold. Nobody knows what to make of him, especially not his counterpart, Percy, the twelve year old son of Poseidon. Things are different in this universe. Very different. Not that Perseus would be disclosing how, that might mess up the timeline. The flap of a butterfly's wing can cause a hurricane. If only they would slow their flapping so that Perseus could figure out what destroyed his world.

Percy sighed, as he sat at the dock, and didn't even react, as the goddess sat beside him.After all. Even after a war, he wasn't with anyone. He's always alone, isn't he? Only the gods, cared. Or:AU where the Sea Fam decided to be more active, and Annabeth didn't just latch onto Percy the second Luke died. Sorry, I like the ship, just not how fast it was, after a death, and war.

When Percy Jackson slipped into the car Thalia Grace had occupied, he'd expected a neat conversation, maybe a bit of a retreat from having to sleep in cold, lonesome cars for a bit. He certainly hadn't expected to confront a new-found fascination with muscular thighs, nor confront the crush he'd been nursing since meeting her in the summer, but, well, here we are. Who would've thought it would be returned though? They do argue like a married couple though... With the Great Prophecy hanging over their heads, and so much pressure on their shoulders, sometimes comfort has to be found in letting go with another person, just for a little bit. Life's too short. (a one-shot, for now, unless people like this enough. Then I might do a Heroes of Olympus second chapter.)

Percy snorts, before shaking his head no. “Angela was worried that Diet Coke’s threat was real. And it’s not like Athena would care if her children were killed.” “Percy-” Hermes starts to argue, but Percy cuts him off. It’s not the first time that Percy has ranted about Athena; his dislike (to put it mildly) of her is infamous in his social circle, especially after his break-up with Annabeth. “Look, I know you care about your kids, and most of the other gods do, and you’re all working harder to be better parents. But while this is a good step for most of you, it’s nothing when you consider that Athena has been sending her children to die by their greatest phobia for millennia.” Percy snaps. “Gifts and visits and dancing don't even begin to fix any of that.” None of it was fair, and Percy hated Athena with an unquenchable vengeance for the way she treated Annabeth. Even now, two years after they had broken up, Percy’s anger at the war goddess was an unquenchable monster that lived within him. Annabeth, for all her flaws, was a worthy hero and had been a good friend and she deserved better than Athena’s neglect, abuse and cruelty.

“I didn’t want to be your partner Sinclair, just my luck I suppose that we were put together. I’m deathly allergic to color and suspect that I would go into anaphylactic shock upon touching you.” Enid blinks. “Right…Um I’ll see you later I guess.” “I hope not,” Wednesday mutters before eyeing something behind Enid. “One of your campers is on fire.” OR Enid just wants to win capture the flag and enjoy her summer. Wednesday just wants her to get off her back about cheating.