Lord Perseus woke up in his God-sized bed on Olympus. To think, not long ago he had been a demigod. But now, he was a god. He had control over the stars and the moon.  He alone could command the Earth under his feet. And the fate of the brave heroes rests in his hands. Heroes like the daughter of Athena, Annabeth. A year ago, he would have never taken these responsibilities. But he is not the same man that he was a year ago- he isn't even a man anymore. He is Lord Perseus, God of the Eclipse, heroes, and Earth.

Once he dragged himself out of bed, he found his brother, Apollo, sitting on his couch.

"Hey little bro!" he said, looking back at Perseus with a smirk.

"Hey" Perseus replied, suspicious.

"So how does it feel to be a god again?"

"Pretty awesome, considering I was mortal for fourteen years of my life."

"I can imagine. I hope I'll never have to suffer being mortal, even for a day. I don't get how they go through life, knowing that they're going to die, yet still feel the need to do things like exercise. Mortal ignorance astonishes me!" Apollo laughed. Perseus intensely gazed to his brother's eyes. Ever since his memory had returned, he had been comparing his godly life to his human one. In his earlier years, he had been constantly harassed by witches like Hera. Being brought into the mortal world gave him a clean slate. He was once again pure of heart.  He had never killed, never cheated, never lied.  Well...maybe once or twice. He felt a hero's heart beating in a perfect melody, a song of compassion, loyalty, and bravery.  A song no other god could understand.

"Yep," Perseus lied, "I honestly don't know how I survived. Guess I didn't know any better."

Apollo smiled and put a hand on his brother's leg. "Let's go see your palace."

As they made their way to Perseus' palace, the streets of Olympus filled with nature spirits, minor gods, and anyone lucky enough to see the handsome, new god. Apollo gave the onlookers a wink before dragging his uncomfortable companion away from the crowd.

"That's gonna take some getting used to." Perseus deadpanned.

Apollo snorted. "Trust me," he said, "You'll learn to love it."

The two brothers made their way to a sparkling midnight blue palace. It was everything Perseus had dreamed of and more. It had a game room, and huge master bedrooms, a movie theater, and a kitchen filled with all different types of nectar and ambrosia.

"I-I don't know what to say."

Apollo patted him on the back. "Come on," he said, "Let me take you Ganymedes' Snack Bar. You haven't lived until you've drunken his Tabasco flavored Nectar."

"Sure" Perseus smiled as he looked at his brother.

They flashed to a sunny, green area on the edge of Mt. Olympus. The Muses were singing, the nature spirits we're giggling, everything was perfect.

Perseus and Apollo made their way to a small stand. "One cup of Tabasco-flavored Nectar and a half-a-dozen Ambrosia scones."

"That will be ten drachma please." The ancient coin appeared in Apollo's hands. Perseus looked at his brother in shock. He still hadn't gotten used to the wonders of godly magic.

Apollo gave him a confused look. "What?"

"Nothing." Perseus quickly looked away.

Ganymedes, the vendor, handed Apollo a bag, full of the treats, and bid them goodbye.

The duo made their way to a shady spot under a tree and opened up the bag. Apollo handed his brother the Nectar and dug into his ambrosia scones.

After one sip of the drink of the gods, Perseus leaned back on the tree, savoring the flavor.

"Perseus."

"Hmm?"

"Perseus!" He opened his eyes to find his older brother shaking him.

"What?"

"You need to learn to control yourself, dude. You started glowing! One more second and you would have assumed your true form!"

Perseus gave his brother a weird look. He had learned about gods and their true forms from camp. He remembered that his father, Zeus, had an incident involving his true form a while back, which had killed one of his mortal lovers.

'Great' Perseus thought, 'Haven't been a god for a day yet and already I've almost killed a group of people.'

He didn't know if these nature spirits were immortal or not, but he prayed to the gods that they were.

"They're not." said a familiar voice. Perseus turned to see his brother, of whom he had forgotten was there, smirking at him.

"Wha-"

"Gods can hear all of the prayers send up to us. Don't worry little bro, demigods will start sending you prayers. After all, you are their patron."

Perseus blushed and looked down at his feet. After all of this, he still felt as if he were a demigod, only on Olympus temporarily. But he was eternal. He is stuck above his Earth for all of eternity.

More and more nature spirits ran through the busy streets, winking at him as they walked by. As much as his inner fourteen year old wanted to follow those girls like some sex-crazed dog, he the thought of Zoe Nightshade's face kept him subdued. Although they had only spent a few days together, the huntress had shot her way right into his heart (cheesy, I know). But he knew that they could never be together. He was a god, and she was sworn to a man-hating group of virgins lead by his sister.

While Perseus was deep in thought, Apollo chased after the nature spirits, how gladly welcomed the handsome god's company.

Once he snapped back to reality, Perseus realized that his brother was no longer there. He decided to pay a visit to his mortal mother, Sally Jackson.

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Sally Jackson sat in the kitchen, making blue cookies for her son who still hasn't come home.

'It's November' she thought, 'He should be back by now."

Why hasn't he come home?

Why hasn't Chiron called her?

When will he come back?

Questions rang through her head, giving her pain worse than the River Styx.

The doorbell rang. Could she even hope that it would be him?

She opened the door to see a teenaged boy with midnight blue eyes.

"Mom." he whispered. Sally pulled her son into a bear hug.

"Oh my boy!" she cried, "Where have you been?"

"It's a long story."

"You're eyes," Sally noticed, "They've changed."

"I guessed you would notice that."

"Percy," she said in a dangerous tone, "What happened? What aren't you telling me?"

Perseus bit his lip. How could he tell his mother, who raised and cared for him, that he wasn't hers?

"I'm a god." he whispered.

"What?"

"I'm a god," he repeated, "I was reborn as the son of Poseidon, but I am truly the son of Zeus and Leto."

Sally pulled away from her son, staring dead into his eyes. Tears threatened to fall from her face. "No," she said in a quiet voice, "You're my son! You will always be my son!"

"I know that, mom," Perseus said calmly, "Thank you for raising me, and being the best mother I could ever have dreamed of. But I now must begin a new adventure. Please, can you understand?"

Sally, with tears streaming down her face, reluctantly nodded.

'This is the last time I will ever see her' Perseus thought. He gave his mom a kiss on the forehead in blessing, and evaporating into thin air. Evaporating from her life.

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Hello Everybody!

I'm so sorry that I haven't updated in such a long time, but I'm happy to say that school is over!!!!  That's right, made it my whole freshman year with strait A's!!!

Sorry if there is any spelling or grammar errors (I was too lazy to check).

Anyways, thanks for sticking with me and this story, even though it took so long to update.

Bless you all!

-Unknown