Percy Jackson and The Nameless Deity: Ensemble of Fools

How I somehow Punched the God of War into another Dimension

Apotheosis.

The Highest point someone can reach in their life.

Another term?

The Elevation of someone to Divine status. Also known as Deification, or just Deific.

Quite the interesting word for someone like me.

Oh yeah, Hi, I'm Percy Jackson.

Currently, I'm on a quest to find Zeus' master bolt. I brought my Satyr best friend Grover Underwood, and the daughter of Athena, Annabeth Chase.

I would run through it all, but considering what you're reading, I feel like you know my story up till now. For the sake of clarity though, I'll sprint through it.

My Mom got evaporated by a Minotaur that I killed, got brought to a camp for Demigods, found out I'm a demigod in the first place, made friends and enemies, and found out I'm the son of Poseidon. I then got forced to go on this master bolt quest where some notable mentions include blowing up the St. Louis arch and being labeled a Terrorist, trying to "Help" Ares get his stupid thing back which turned out to be a trap, went to the underworld where me and Hades had a lovely conversation about the fact that I'm not the Lightning Thief (He did not take too kindly to my offers and opinions), saw my mom die AGAIN, and now I'm having a staredown with Ares on a coastline.

It would be pretty epic if not for the fact that he looks like he came out of the cliché 90s biker gang, and how he was nearly bald.

Sure me, but hair usually makes you look way more epic.

You might be wondering why I've skipped quite a bit? Well, this is where the story starts to get good, and I find out I am way more than just the Son of Poseidon.

Anyway, let's get back to the present.

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I stepped into the surf. "Fight me yourself, Ares."

He laughed, but I heard a little edge to his laughter...an uneasiness.

"You've only got one talent, kid, running away. You ran from the Chimera. You ran from the Underworld. You don't have what it takes."

"Scared?"

"In your adolescent dreams." But his sunglasses were starting to melt from the heat of his eyes. "No direct involvement. Sorry, kid. You're not at my level."

Annabeth said, "Percy, run!"

The giant boar charged.

But I was done running from monsters. Or Hades, or Ares, or anybody.

As the boar rushed me, I uncapped my pen and sidestepped. Riptide appeared in my hands. I slashed upward. The boar's severed right tusk fell at my feet, while the disoriented animal charged into the sea.

I shouted, "Wave!"

Immediately, a wave surged up from nowhere and engulfed the boar, wrapping around it like a blanket. The beast squealed once in terror. Then it was gone, swallowed by the sea.

I turned back to Ares. "Are you going to fight me now?" I asked. "Or are you going to hide behind another pet pig?"

Ares's face was purple with rage. "Watch it, kid. I could turn you into-"

"A cockroach," I said. "Or a tapeworm. Yeah, I'm sure. That'd save you from getting your godly hide whipped, wouldn't it?"

Flames danced along the top of his glasses. "Oh, man, you are really asking to be smashed into a grease spot."