Tyrant King - A Percy Jackson FanFic

Chapter 36

Percy found Annabeth standing outside the Olympian throne room, wiping her eyes. 
"You okay?" He asked. She smiled sadly, "Yeah."
He frowned, "You're lying."
She chuckled, "You know me too well."
He walked up to her, "What's the matter."
She sighed, "One hundred years is a long time."
Percy frowned, "Yeah, it is."
"And when you wake, I'll be dead."
"I know."
She started crying again, "I only just got you back, and soon you'll be gone again."
He pulled her into a tight embrace. She hugged him back. 
"I will visit you in Elysium."
"I know, but I'll be dead, and you're immortal."
He pulled back and put his hands on her cheeks, "I love you, Annabeth. I'll only ever truely love you."
He shrugged, "Besides, I have until the changes are implemented, and I need a top architect. What do you say."
Annabeth laughed through her tears, "Of course, Seaweed Brain."
He grinned and wrapped an arm around her, "Wise Girl."

***

The new godly council was formed by the end of the week. In the new council, there were fifteen gods. They would be led by the gods Perseus, Thelia and Nicos. On the council would be the gods Reya, Willas, Hecate, Nike, Hades, Hestia, Hebe, Iris, Morpheus, Hypnos, Thanatos and Nemesis. All the old major gods, became minor gods, but every god would be still viewed as equal. Five new cabins were constructed at Camp Half-Blood. New temples were created, and new thrones were designed. The throne set-up remained in a U shape, with a couple more on the end. Percy designed his throne to change to whatever mood he was in that day. Or rather, whichever personality. Since he was the god of change, his personality often changed. He still knew his true self, but he had fun discovering the full lengths of his powers. 
One day, when Percy was overseeing the construction of the cabins at Camp Half-Blood, Rachel came up to him, "I figured it out."
He frowned, "Sorry, what?"
She chuckled, "The prophecy. I figured out what every part means."
"Ok?"
She laughed, "I'll explain. For the past few days, I've been pondering the last line of the prophecy. You know, the one about your final sleep."
"How could I forget," Percy grumbled. Rachel rolled her eyes, "Gods don't need sleep to regenrate. So technically, after your one hundred year nap, you could never sleep again. Thus, the one hundred years is your final sleep."
"Huh," Percy said, "That actually makes sense."
Rachel grinned, but it quickly faded, "I want to apologize."
"For what?"
She sighed, "For not warning you about what was coming."
Percy frowned, opening his mouth to speak, but Rachel cut him off, "That day on the beach, I saw what would happen to you, and I didn't say anything. I'm sorry for that."
Percy shrugged, "It wouldn't have changed anything."
"But maybe if you knew, then you mightn't have fallen into Gaea's trap."
"Rachel, seriously," Percy said, "Don't beat yourself up. I made my own choices."
She looked unsure, but Percy said, "No warning would've save me. I have to go. I have my last council meeting before I'm sent to sleep."
He snapped his fingers and transported to the Olympian throne room.

***

The day had come. It was time for Percy to sleep. He was dressed in a white tunic with matching pants. Atop his head was a wreath of golden leaves. Thelia and Nicos stood by the doors to his bedroom. Also there were Sally, Paul, Poseidon, Annabeth and all his friends. Percy walked up to his mother. She smiled sadly, "I love you, Percy. And I'm proud of you for stepping down."
A lump had formed in his throat, but he managed to say, "I love you too. I'll come and visit you in Elysium."
A tear fell down Sally's cheek, "You'd better."
Percy hugged his mom, feeling tears on his own cheeks. He hugged Paul and Poseidon as well.
"I'm sorry," Poseidon said, "That I didn't believe you when you said you hadn't stolen my trident."
Percy reached Annabeth, who was already crying. He wrapped her in a warm embrace.
"It's okay," he whispered gently into her ear.
"No, it's n-not," she sobbed, "I-I will never s-see you again."
"Yeah, you will," he promised, "I already told you I'd visit you in Elysium."
She buried her head in his chest and sobbed, "It's not the same."
Percy felt tears running down his cheeks and onto her head. 
"I love you Wise Girl," he whispered. That just made her sob harder. 
"It's time, Percy," Poseidon said. He pulled back from Annabeth and kissed her cheek. As he turned away, she said, "I l-love you Seaweed Brain."
He walked up to Thelia and Nicos. 
"The room has already been filled with a godly sedative," Thelia said, "Unless you want to end up sleeping on the floor, I'd suggest getting to your bed quickly."
He nodded.
"Once you've falled asleep we'll push the sedative inside a glass case that will surround you." Nicos explained, "It won't work on mortals but it will on gods, so the glass case is a nessecity."
"It will be a little like Snow White," Thelia said, a smirk pulling at the corner of her mouth.
Percy could feel his pulse rising. His fingers twitched nervously.
"We're all going to step back so we don't get sent to sleep," Thelia said, "See you in a hundred years."
The gods stepped back and Percy took a deep breath before opening the door and stepping in. The sedative overwhelmed him almost immediately. He fell onto his knees, his eyelids drooping.
Get to the bed, he said to himself. He pushed himself up and forced himself over to the bed. He flopped down onto it. He was asleep within ten seconds.