Right, so I don't know if you guys like this yet. I posted the first four chpaters for you all so you could get a feel for the story. Here goes chapter five, my lovely readers!

Chapter Five: On Olympus, hating all gods at the moment.

Point of view: Ares/Mars

"Why are you spying on Ares and his children?!" My aunt fumes. Hestia has never looked so mad.

"Yes. Why are you spying on my children and I?" I cross my arms over my chest and tap my foot impatiently.

"Your children?! Percy is my child!" Poseidon screams at me. "I have a right to know where my son goes and to who adopts him without my permission."

"1: My son has a right to his privacy. 2: If you want to know, then ask instead of stalking him without his knowing. 3: Get over it uncle. He needed a fatherly figure in his life that didn't call his own child insane. He needed someone who would give him room and a family. He enjoys his time with you, but you sour it by telling him how he feels, how he should feel. He is perfectly capable of dealing with his own problems. He has lead two wars with such a short time lapse in between them. He is practically a child in age, but in all other aspects he is a man like no other. He is my champion, my son, and he has my blessing. He even told me that being in my presence gave him peace and when I claimed him, named him, and blessed him, he started grieving for real in a monumental proportion. He truly became my son when he trusted me to take care of him in his sorrow. I didn't pity him, I helped him save himself. And so did my daughters." I tell him, glaring at the god of the sea.

Poseidon sits back in his throne, stunned. I notice that I'm shifting between Mars and Ares. "Why do you keep switching between forms? Haven't you merged?" Hera asks.

"I have, but something is happening. It's like I'm becoming someone else. Blending into a different person. It normally happens when I am near my son." I reply.

"Doesn't that frighten you?" Hades asks.

"No. I know what it is. My other side is showing." I answer my uncle, the god of the dead. Not the god of death, Thanatos, but the god of the dead. There is a difference between death and dead. Death claims you, when dead is what you are. Have Hades explain to you. He has it in his head all the time. He recites it whenever someone gets it wrong. Goes on a rant every time. Really, it's annoying.

"What other side?" Artemis asks me.

"My caring side of war. I'm not totally blood thirsty. The caring side of war is the loyal side. The one that fights for what is right and just in the world, rather than just pure bloodlust. My daughters are a lot like that side because their mothers brought it out in me, the same way Percy does. His fatal flaw makes it go crazy. Mars is becoming more fatherly just like I am. Those three keep me on the caring side, rather than the insane, evil side. The greedy side of war." I explain to my sister.

"That's different. Why haven't you told us?" Apollo asks.

"Because even though most of my children don't act like it, they are mostly on the caring, devoted side of war when I am with a woman. I only have the evil side if the woman brings it out in me." I tell my idiot brother.

"How many greedy children have you sired in this past millennia?" Zeus asks me.

"One." I say.

"Who?" Poseidon asks.

"He died protecting his friend in battle in the end. He died with the caring side. His name was Uscantius. He was sired before the civil war started. It's no wonder I sired a child like that at the time. After going through what he did, he didn't want to lose another friend. Just like my new son. So he died with honor and I won't dishonor his name. He is in my 'Hall of Honor' in my palace. I only have five living kids. Two are gods. One is immortal. And the other two are mortal." I say.

"The two girls are mortal, Percy is immortal, and..." Hermes lists off.

"The two sons that drive my chariot. Now they were born on the caring side, but with their domains, they aren't so caring to everyone unless you get on their good side. Percy has met them, but he despises them. I have yet to tell the two idiots I have a new son." I sigh exasperatedly.

"Oh. Yeah, I don't much like them, brother." Artemis says with a funny expression. Oh. she's disgusted, don't blame her for that one.

"Yes. Which reminds me. Father?" I look at Zeus and he nods his head for me to continue. "As I figure you have gathered, Julie and Lisa are about the only two who can reach Percy, once they are gone, he won't ever come back. I have a request that you must fulfill if you want the Hero of Olympus to save you in the future should the need for him arise." I say slowly.

"What do you mean? What are you asking?" Zeus booms, lightning crackling in his beard.

"I'm asking you to make my daughters immortal to keep my son from dying on the inside and out." I tell him cautiously.

Athena looks at me and smiles. "I think it is a wonderful idea, father. It will keep Perseus out of your hair and he will be indebted to you. He would look at you as a better person and will come to the defense of Olympus more so than before when all it was was his melting loyalty and an oath keeping him tied to us. And it would be nice to have someone else around who understands what I mean most of the time." Athena sighs, winking at me.

I beam back at her and look at Zeus, waiting for his verdict. "You know..." Artemis begins. "Ares is normally never this serious about anything other than war. This could be good for both you and Athena, as well as for him. Percy is bringing the best out in all of us and he has risen to our defense when we were threatened. We may have granted him wishes, but he lost everything he holds dear. We owe him our lives. This is the least we could do. He did it for family. It's time we start to honor all his requests. Including letting Calypso and Leto go. Like he wished for a long time ago." My sister finishes sadly.

"I see your point. And the three of you are right. It's time I put aside my differences to the boy. I will fulfill our promises as soon as he is standing in the throne room with his new sisters. Bring them when they are awake, Ares. Mars. Will you settle on a form?" Zeus bellows.

"Uh, that won't happen until I feel my son's aura stop flickering. It's what's causing this to happen. Even if I focus, it just starts up again. My children seem to be fine with it. Apparently I look rather similar in either form." I tell him nervously.

"What's wrong?" Athena asks.

"Percy's aura is starting to heal. It will be a little while before the girls can fix him up comepletely and he's sicker than a dog. So, I'm stuck like this until...he's...back to his old self with the girls." I say akwardly.

"That's not all." Artemis walks over to me.

I shake my head. "My son needs more than just a father and siblings to heal. Amphitrite was helping on the motherly side, that is until he caught her talking with Poseidon and Triton about his mental state." I tell my sister.

"So, are you asking for a wife?" Athena asks curiously.

"No. I just don't know who would be the most helpful in the motherly department. I fear he won't heal without one." I say and look down, thinking.

"What about Hestia? He seems to view her like that." Artemis says.

"He does, but it's not on a...Sally level." I say.

"What about Artemis?" Athena asks.

"I think he looks at her as a sister and nothing more. He wishes you would find new Hunters. You should see the sign he made for Thalia's Pine, sister. It's beautiful. Maybe he'll show you. Athena and Hephaestus would like the works of it." I turn to Artemis, my pretty moon sister.

"What about Athena?" Hades suggests.

"Why do you say that?" Hera asks.

"If he finds peace in war and knowledge. Ares is war and Athena is knowledge. He loves the art world. Athena's domains are art and knowledge. Surround him with the peaceful things. Apollo should visit him and his sisters if they like music so much. You've got to remember he still has the wondering eyes of a child and he lost his parents. His other parents call him insane. And he is getting to know his new one. He needs to be nurtured, not told he has something wrong with him." Hades tells the queen of the heavens, sipping tea by the fire and staring into it.

"When did you become so wise about children?" Hera asks Hades.

"Since it became my job and domain to bring peace to the dead. Most of which are young children and teenagers. You'd be surprised at how many there are." Hades ansers, still not looking at anyone and drinking his tea.

A long silence fills the air. "I am not marrying Ares." Athena says.

"I'm not asking you to. I already said that. But Percy needs you around more. You're qualified and you love him like a son anyways. No buts, you. Are. Going. He will be awake soon. He needs to see the people who don't criticize him and care for him. Now move out, sister." I tell her and she flashes out. I turn to the rest of the gods. "No spying or I'll wage war for my son. Aunt Hestia, I'm trusting you to keep an eye on them. I'll be back with my children as soon as Percy is able to walk."

I flash into the bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed, waiting for Athena to arrive and my children to wake up.

Athena flashes in a few minutes later and sits on the other side of the bed. She reaches over and brushes the bangs off of Percy's face. She sighs. "So you really care for him as a son, brother?" Athena asks, looking at me and back to Percy.

"I do." I nod.

"What should we do with him first?" Athena asks.

"I don't know. My side of his peace requires too much physicality. He is sick. I think your domain is best suited for him for now. What books does he like the most?" I tell her.

She thinks it over. "All of them really. Anything that feeds his hunger for knowledge in hopes that it will get rid of the pain for awhile. Lately he's been reading fiction."

"What kind?" I press.

"War fiction or mythical lands. Stuff like that. He likes the mythical creatures in the books, whether he knows I know or not." Athena laughs quietly.

"Was he reading anything before he came to Olympus today?" I wonder.

"No. He finished everything. Today is the day he gets books for the week. I was going to let him stay in the library for a long time to see if it helps him and I enjoy his company. As you know, I've lost all my children and he reminds me so much of Annabeth. He can finish her work for Olympus and I don't have the heart to tell Zeus with him in this condition." Athena sniffles and puts her hand over her mouth.

"What do you two normally talk about, sister?" I ask softly.

"Architecture. His projects. What he wants me to help him with. His studies. It's fascinating, listening to him talk about everything. I now see what my daughter saw in him. It just lay dormant. I wish I would've seen it earlier and treated him better. Like she did." Athena whispers.

"I'm sure he knows that. He misses her too." I tell her quietly.

She just nods and strokes his cheek. That must be what makes him wake up. We just sit there for another twenty minutes waiting for him to arouse completely.

Point of view: Perseus Jackson

I stir under something warm touching my face and sides. The blackness, the peaceful nostalgia that protects me fom the outside world, is getting invaded by warmth and feelings. I peel open my eyes and see the concerned face of Ares hovering above mine.

"Morning, sunshine." Ares chuckles at my weirded out expression.

"How long was I out?" I ask.

"About an hour." A woman's voice answers my question. I roll my head over to find Athena.

"Milady." I bob my head at her and she smiles. I look around me and see what was and still is keeping my sides warm. Julie and Lisa. I still feel cold.

"They were worried about you." Ares tells me, nodding at my sisters.

"I know." I whisper, my voice scratchy.

I try moving, but fail when I realize my arms are pinned down and my chest is tight against my lungs and my sharp intake of breath makes Athena come closer to me. She lays her hand on my forehead and shakes her head.

"You are ill. Apollo just told Ares it was your soul, but you have some sort of flu that effects an immortal's system as well. I suppose it is worse than the average cold in immortal standards. You will be fine. Where does it hurt?" Athena reassures me.

"My chest and my lungs. I don't know if it hurts anywhere else. I don't want to move and I can't really with them on me." I say as they snuggle closer to me.

Warmth spreads through my body and I shiver. Ares walks out and after a few minutes, comes back in with another comforter and lays it on top of us. "Thank you." I say.

He nods and watches as Julie and Lisa move around and Lisa sits up, rubbing her eyes. Julie just pulls the covers over her head and moves in closer to me. I chuckle and the covers fly off Julie as she bolts up and looks at me. "Am I not alowed to laugh?" I ask her innocently and she squeals and tackles me with a hug. Lisa piles on top of us and I gasp and laugh even though it hurts.

"Girls! He's hurt." Athena scolds.

"It's fine." I wheeze out. Wincing as Julie and Lisa hold me closer.

"Well, that settles it." Ares says.

"Settles what?" Athena asks suspiciously.

"Dog pile." Ares says with an evil smirk and jumps on top of us kids. I flinch and Ares rolls off of me, pulling the girls with him and chuckling as they struggle against his steely grasp.

"DAD!" Julie laughs while Lisa is trying not to and is tugging on his arm.

I'm trying to stifle my laughter when Lisa bites his arm. "Stop that!" Ares yells and falls over with the girls onto the floor. All three are fighting for dominance and enjoying themselves immensely. I watch my new family and smile at them. Athena comes next to me and sits closer.

"I'm here to spend time with you and those three giggling monstrosities." Athena laughs lightly, her hand hovering in front of her mouth.

"What do you mean?" I ask in a cracked, parched voice.

"I'm going to be a...do you see me as a mother, Percy?" She just comes out and asks it.

I stare at her, thinking it over. "Yes." I answer quietly.

"Alright. Are you able to sit up now?" Athena asks.

I move my arms up and try pushing up, I make it half way there and the pain in my chest makes me wince. I push past it and manage to sit up. I push myself against the headboard, leaning heavily on it. I'm breathing hard and sweating.

Athena puts her hand to my forehead. "You're not quite warm and you're paler than Hades. Ares, can you get him water? Not only might it help him, I think he needs it." Athena tells the still struggling war god. The three on the floor oblivious to me sitting up in bed. Julie and Lisa run over to me and crawl back on either side of me. Ares nods and walks out.

"Can you feel anything else, besides your chest hurting?" Athena asks, taking her hand away from my forehead.

"My arms are fine. Maybe my stomach? I don't know about my legs and my head is spinning a little bit, but it'll be fine." I put my hand to my chest and wince as I feel something inside snap into place. I gasp in pain and hold my chest tighter.

Julie moves my hand from my body and observes it. Lisa pulls the blankets up further so I'm not as cold. "How warm are you, on a scale of 1-5?" Lisa asks.

"One. Stop fussing over me, I'm completely fine." I tell her. She sticks her tongue out at me and pokes my sides harshly. "Ow." I complain.

"You're thinner than everyone at camp! How much have you been eating?" Lisa gives me 'the look.'

"If you call throwing pretty much al of my food into the fire when you two aren't looking eating, then a lot." I say. I can't deny her or Julie anything when they give me the puppy dog eyes. These two are the only ones able to do that to me.

She pats my cheek and Julie digs her fingernails into my hand and my grip tightens. "Why won't you eat?" Julie asks seriously.

"I saw it as a void and unnecessary concept of a life I no longer wished to be attached to when I blocked off all feeling but rage." I answer her immediately.

"Saw?" Lisa catches.

"Yes, as I blocked off emotion instinctively, I blocked off all feelings of the body's needs. I had no hunger or need for human contact or want for anything other than for the protection of those that I could protect and the rage is what supplied my wish. It kept me going when I should've been in an immortal coma. Adrenaline always rushing through my veins. It was tiring and since I couldn't sleep, I studied or trained. I no longer held the desire for anything but knowledge and battle." I explain.

"What do you think now?" Julie presses me.

"That I want food and fun." I smile at her.

"Sleep?" Lisa asks.

I shake my head. "When I say tired, I mean mentally. I only asked for immunity to sleep because of the nightmares. It's why I collapsed on the throne room floor. I stayed awake to escape the realm of Morpheus and Hypnos. It is bad enough I see it when I'm awake, I don't want to see it while I sleep."

Julie and Lisa nod. "What do you want to do?" Athena asks me.

"Eat." I say and the girls laugh as Ares walks in. He hands me the glass and I almost drop it. "Sorry." I mumble and grip the glass harder and I am able to sip the water. My stomach starts to feel a little better. "Thank you."

Ares nods. "What do you want for food?" He asks.

I shrug. "Anything really. I haven't truly ate since before..." I trail off and look out a window.

Athena whispers in his ear and they both grin. Ares snaps his fingers and a tray appears on my lap. I feel the weight of it, it's light. But I don't know what's on it. I'm not looking at it. I'm not even seeing the sky. I'm watching Annabeth die in my arms again. I see Jason get ripped in half and I feel the tray lift and something grip my shoulders. Leo flaming up and Nico collapsing form power strain. Piper's head rolling. My sword sinking into Gaea's heart with the power of the sea, to storm she falls. Someone shakes me and my head snaps to see Julie is the one shaking me. I shake my head and put my hand to my forehead.

"Sorry." I whisper. "I was seeing it again." I shake my head to clear the haze of memories.

Athena looks at me with sorrow in her eyes. "Which ones?" She asks.

"The main ones and Gaea, you stopped me before I could see the rest of the Seven though. I only saw Leo, Jason, Piper, and Annabeth." I tell her. She nods and turns to Ares.

He puts his hand on my shoulder and waves of his presence flow through me, calming the whirlpool in my mind and the room stops spinning. I smile at him. "Am I allowed to try walking?" I ask, I don't want to be stuck in bed, no matter how sick I am.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Mars says.

"I have to try. I won't be stuck in this bed, eventually my ADHD will go nuts if I'm in one place for too long. Even if I had something to fiddle with." I say and Mars turns into Ares. He offers me his hand and I shake my head. "I want to do it on my own." He grins at me and makes everyone move away, far enough to give me space, but close enough so they can catch me if I start to fall.

I manage todetangle myself from the covers and swing my legs off to the side of the bed as I sit up. I look at them and smile. Athena looks at me worriedly. I slide slowly off the bed and my feet touch the floor. i feel the cold wood on my feet and shiver. My feet feel like they have needles going through them. I grip the mattress in one hand and push off with the other. Pain shoots up through my legs and I have to use my arms to hold me up, the bed straining with the effort of holding my weight like that. I lower myself to the floor.

Ares walks up to me and puts a hand on my knee and I flinch from the agony that spreads through my leg from that spot. I try to conceal it, but he notices and looks at me concernedly. "Can you feel your legs without anything touching them?" He asks as Mars.

"Yes. It just hurts when something puts pressure on them. What's wrong with them?" I look into my father's eyes.

"I don't know. Apollo didn't notice this. Athena didn't either. Let me helpyou this time and see if we can find out where it hurts the most." Mars tells me.

"Okay." I nod my head. Mars puts my right arm around his neck and holds it there. He wraps his left arm around my waist and hoists me up onto my legs. As soon as I put weight on them I feel the pain vibrating through my limbs. "That really hurts." I tell him in a controlled voice.

"Try walking. One step at a time." Mars tells me.

I nod and a tentatively take a step forward. It feels the worst in my knee and my heel. My thigh doesn't feel too hot either. That's my left leg. I think, the room is spinning again. I take another step and it's my shin and my ankle. I manage to make it to the door before Ares has to support almost all of my weight and I'm breathing hard with the effort. I'm trying not to show how much it hurts, but the pain on my face is enough to make Mars stop. He keeps switching forms due to his concern.

"Can you tell?" Mars asks.

I nod my head, not trusting my voice, and step forward. The racing suffering keeps going on as I make it to the couch after only stopping a coupe more times. Ares helps me sit down and I lean back into the couch. He sits next to me as my sisters share the armchair and Athena sits on Ares's other side.

"Where?" Athena asks.

I shake my head and look down. I lay my hand on my left thigh. Then I put it on my left knee and heel. I move it over to my right ankle and shin.

"Is this a side effect of his soul?" Ares turns to Athena.

"Probably. Or it's part of his illness. It'll pass. But it could get worse. He'll have to walk to make sure he doesn't lose feeling in his legs." Athena nods. "Apollo." She raises her voice and Apollo flashes in.

"What is it, Athena?" Apollo asks. He sees me and walks over to me. "What's wrong?" He asks me.

"My legs." I tell him.

I hovers his hands above my knees and looks up at me. He's asking if he can touch them to see what's wrong and I nod at him. He places his hands on my knees and I wince back into the couch at the flowing pain. He ignores it and his hands light up. The pain starts to lessen, but once he removes his hands, it comes back full force. I hold back from showing my pain this time and he looks up at me. He places his hand over my heart and his hand glows again. It becomes easier to breathe. Apollo's face scrunches and he takes his hand away, but the feeling of relief in my lungs stays. I breathe deeply and I feel a little better, but the tightness is still there.

"Percy, I need to look into your soul more to find out what exactly the illness is that comes from it. It will hurt more than you feel now, but it might heal you." Apollo says, still kneeling in front of me.

"Might?" I ask him in a small voice.

"It depends if you can hold still or not." Apollo says. "Do you want me to look?"

"Yeah." I tell him.

"Hold him down Ares." Apollo orders my father. Ares looks at him incredulously, but places one of his arms over my chest and the other over my legs and he looks at me apologetically. I smile through the agony in my legs and he presses down harder. I'm forced against the couch as two bright lights shine in behind Julie and Lisa.

The two Ares children that are gods, the  ones I helped Clarisse with. They take one look at their younger sisters and grin maliciously. They follow their gaze and snarl when they see me, but brighten because their father is holding me down.

"So, father caught you did he, little sea spawn?" Phobos asks me and cackles.

"I'd like to see what he is going to have done to you." Deimos snickers.

"No, father did not catch me, he claimed me. And he is trying to get Apollo to heal me." I say in a strained voice.

They shut up entirely and give me dirty looks. "Is this true, father?" Phobos looks at Ares.

"Yeah!" Lisa rises from the chair yelling at her nasty older brothers.

"It is!" Julie declares, rising with her sister.

"Shut it, weaklings." Phobos says and smacks Lisa.

A growl sounds deep in my chest and I push past Ares as my vision turns red. Next thing I know, Phobos is in a chokehold in my arms and Deimos lies unconscious on the floor by the fire. I drop him and stumble back in fear. "What just happened? I haven't blanked out since I killed Gaea." I sit against the wall and stare at my hands. "Oh gods. What have I done? What did I do?" I can't control my breathing again. Lisa rushes over and hugs me tightly.

"Calm down. You just punched Deimos in the temple and he crumpled under the force. You had just gotten Phobos in a chokehold. Relax, brother. You are fine." Lisa murmurs to me. Julie walks over and puts her hand on my shoulder.

I look up at Lisa and see a red patch on her right cheek. It looks like it will turn into a welt. I frown and touch her cheek. "I'm sorry." I whisper.

She shakes her head. "They got scared to death. Good enough for me." She holds my hand to her face. "That feels nice. You're still cold." She smiles and removes my hand.

"Can you get back up?" Julie asks.

"No. When my rage takes over, my body turns on auto-pilot. I don't know how to stop it, but apparently it's been a good thing so far. Every time before it happens, something snaps, then I'm doing something I wasn't before." I shrug.

"So..." Julie can't voice the right words for her question.

"I don't know what happens unless someone tells me. I feel nothing relevant towards myself, so I couldn't tell you anything." I explain.

Julie nods and Mars comes over to me and hefts me up into his arms. "Put me down dad!" I yell at him.

"I cannot do that. Stop squirming. I'm only trying to help." He says putting me down on the couch.

I huff in agitation and he sits next to me as Ares. He braces me against the couch again and Apollo looks at me warily. "As long as you don't mean to intentionally harm me or my loved ones I won't attack you like that. I know you want to help, so it's cool." I tell him.

He nods. He raises his hands and they light with the power of light and sun. Apollo is the light god and the sun god. (It's true. It's why Aether is Apollo's primordial side. Basically if Apollo was a primordial, he'd be Aether.)He gives me an apologetic look and he digs his hands into my chest. A blood-curdling scream comes from me and I feel so much worse. I close my eyes and Ares has to hold me against the couch as my back arches. I open my eyes and see Athena holding back my sisters and shut my eyes again as the light brightens. Apollo's hands sifting through my soul and I see my life in front of my eyes as tears of pain come from them. I feel like my chest is filled with lava and my body is freezing cold as Apollo just keeps going deeper and deeper into my soul.

That's where I end this chapter my friends. PJO/HOO belongs to Rick Riordan. 'Til the next chapter, my lovely readers!