Percy Jakson; The Child of Chaos: Chaos, Void, Hera: A Gift From a God

There'll be No Gods at All!

For a few minutes, Luke followed Nico at a distance. And then, the fifteenth time Nico looked back, he was gone. Nico made the warding off evil gesture before knocking to the beat of The Pledge of Allegiance on the door to the Athena Cabin.

He could hear crying inside.

After a beat, Annabeth called out: "Come in. I've been expecting you."

Frowning, Nico inched open the door, his eyes wide. "You have?" He asked.

Annabeth stared from a chair by a bookshelf. Grover stood next to her. On a bed a few paces away, Malcolm was fast asleep (he had had a busy two hours trying to help Cluhricse figure out the prophecy). "...Oh. I thought you were Peryc."

"No, I'm not," Nico admitted. "I'm Nico."

Annabth nodded blankly. "Nice to meet you." Everybody was awkwardly quiet for a few minutes, before Annabeth gestured for Nico to come inside. "You needed something?"

Squaring his shoulders, Nico marched inside. In the distance, Nico barked. Luke was staring through the window at them.

"You have to marry Percy," Nico demanded.

Annabeth began to cry. "I can't. He's embarrassing to take places. You should've seen him when we were at Target last night. He was flipping back and forth in the aisles. We got kicked out and I couldn't even buy any potato chips."

Nico shook his head. "You have to love him for the acrobat he is. He went through Elysium for you."

"Tartarus," Grover corrected absently.

Nico gestured at Grover. "...Right. My point is, if you don't want Percy, I'll take him- I mean-"

Luke slowly sank out of sight from behind the window.

Grover shook his head. "No," he said, crossing his arms. "Annabeth and I have... Decided to give Percy therapy."

Nico blinked. "...Therapy?"

"Yes," Annabeth choked out, wiping away her tears. "Pery's sick. He needs help."

Suddenly irate, Nico slammed his foot to the floor. "No," he snarled, the shadows in the cabin seeping toward him. "Percy isn't sick. You need to be more supportive! Your boyfriend loves to do flips, and I don't even see you doing a single handstand!"

Annabeth rose shakily to her feet. "That isn;t fair!" She wailed. "If he just refrained from back flipping into Loews I could still be with him!"

"DO IT!" Nico screamed. "DO A HANDSTAND RIGHT NOW!"

Grover scrambled backwards, falling on top of a sleeping Malcolm, who bolted up just as Annabeth was doing a shaky, feeble handstand, bracing herself against the wall for support and kicking her feet weekly to keep her balance.

"It's you," Malcolm gasped as he thought back to Clyreice's prophecy, his voice scratchy from sleep. "You're the acrobat.":

He threw Grover off of him, and pulled on his crocs, before racing out of Cabin 29, Athena's cabin, to find Clayuhreeze to tell her. In the distance, Percy was back flipping through the strawberry fields with thirteen dead and revived acrobats.

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