There were so many things that I wanted to say to her. I met her eyes as I smiled and she sat down. I saved her eyes for last, knowing that my already muddled thoughts would become inevitably more jumbled. As far as I was concerned she was more beautiful than any other goddess I had seen today in that throne room. She was wearing a flowing lavender gown and silver bracelets lined her arms. Her golden locks cascaded down her shoulders held up with a wreath of flowers perched on her forehead. This was the first time I had seen her genuinely happy and healthy after what felt like forever. My heart did a little relay race as she approached, she looked beautiful. But did she know what I felt about her? I heard some footsteps approaching from behind me and turned to find Annabeth walking up to join me. Which meant that Annabeth wasn’t going to be so conflicted anymore. I found a quite spot in a courtyard so I could sit down and clear my head. But, I was really only looking for one person. I was patted, petted, praised, passed around and also had a slightly disconcerting chat with Athena. They couldn’t kill me even if they wanted to –yet.Īfter the gods argued some more, finally the Olympian party got started. Hey I was still the hero that had saved their sorry butts from eternal doom.

After laying down some very important ground rules for the gods and the way they treated their half-blood children and after getting disapproving glares from several pairs of eyes in the room, I walked out and let the gods be….without me. I nodded, eager to finally relax and celebrate as well.

“Yes, please can we get this over with and get the party started?” Asked Dionysus. Eyeing me with interest and glancing at Annabeth. “The boy has decided.” Poseidon said in his deep booming voice. I smirked at her and looked back to Zeus once more waiting for the verdict and wondering if he would just fry me right there. She seemed to be fighting a smile and her beautiful –er I mean, stormy grey eyes shone with newfound glee. I stole a glance at Annabeth and saw her do the same. I shrugged nonchalantly feeling that if I said anything more, I would be at the wrath of the gods. “Your-your rejecting our very-very gen-generous offer!?” Zeus sputtered at me incredulously. I think I ward in enough trouble and complications, without being a god.” “ I just turned 16, I have my whole life ahead of me and I’m not sure that I want to spend the rest of my mortality or…immortality, whatever…being a part of…this. I turned to find her staring intently at the ground, hands clenched into fists, and avoiding my gaze. Apollo, Ares, Aphrodite, Demeter, Dionysus – did I want to be like them? Poseidon, my father, Athena – I stared into her stormy grey eyes and was reminded of the one person in the room that grounded me to my mortality –Annabeth. My eyes wandered around the room and gazed at the mighty faces of the Olympian gods. I glanced back to see Thalia smiling at me serenely but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. One of them, immortal, powerful, not having to worry about any other stupid prophecy. The gods had just offered me to be…well, a god. “So, Perseus Jackson, what will it be? Will you accept our generous gift?” Zeus demanded, his eyes flashing with barely contained lightning as always.

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