The New Trojan War| A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Hello this is Wolf Goddess here to tell you that Wolf Goddess is officially dead inside and done with everything. Ya heard it here first, folks.

On the Beach

With Apollo 

3rd Person PoV

Apollo whirled around, ready to blast the intruder with godly power. He had already raised his hand Iron Man style, when he saw it was just Rachel. His oracle had just witnessed him making out with one of her best friends. Fuck. How do I explain this? I don't think telling her that he just looked so.. kissable, is going to work.

"What... exactly... are you doing here Lord Apollo?" Rachel asked, carefully as to not offend the temperamental god but she still had that accusatory glint in her eyes. Apollo sent what he hoped was a charming grin at his oracle. "Nothin' much. Just checking everything out down here, making sure everything is okay and runnin' smoothly." Rachel gave him a "you're bullshitting me" look, one that he was quite familiar with.

Unfortunately seeing as how Apollo was the god of truth, he couldn't outright lie. He could use half-truths and non-answers, but that was about it. The Pinocchio jokes hadn't stopped yet, but most of that was Hermes being.. well, Hermes.

Rachel crosses her arms. "Oh really? I suppose Percy was just so kissable as well, isn't that right Lord Apollo?" His oracle had a mean glint in her eyes that said she knew very damn well what he had been thinking. Damn. She knows me too well.

Apollo grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck, "Hehehe... maybe?" Rachel rolled her eyes and asked, "What was that power spike anyway? I felt it coming off of Percy."

Apollo paled. So he hadn't been imagining it. But then what was that power, and why did he only feel it when.. kissing.. Percy? Was it something to do with Percy? "So you felt it too? I thought it was just me," he informed her.

At that Rachel frowned, "So you don't know why Percy is generating power like some sort of freaky battery?" She asked. Apollo shook his blond head. "Huh. Maybe we should just ask him when he wakes up.. and you know, explain while his lips are all puffy and bruised."

"Oh, there's no need for that." A familiar voice said causing them both to startle.

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On the Beach

Percy's Point of View (AN: I only do the "With ___" if it's 3rd Person okay?)

I sat up and wiped my mouth trying not to think about how good Apollo's lips had felt on mine. To be honest, I had woken up some time during the kissing and whimpered (I would vehemently deny that until the end of my days, thank you very much) and tried to make it seem like I was asleep so he would go away, leave me alone, and not ask questions. But, seeing as how Rachel had turned up and they obviously weren't going away, I was going to reveal myself.

I turned and looked at the shocked seers with dark eyes and grinned deviously. "Don't worry, I know exactly what happened. Apollo, you're a very good kisser, but you're lucky I won't tell Annabeth."

Apollo blinked, obviously surprised. "What.. how.. you were awake? When did you wake up? Why did you pretend to be asleep? What was that power surge?" Apollo demanded, eyes narrowing. Rachel nodded to all of his questions, obviously wanted to know as well. "And how the actual hell did you manage to surprise two seers?" Rachel added in.

I barked a cold laugh, I was really fucking tired of the universe fucking me over. "Alright, one at a time, ladies and gents! For one, I woke up some time during the kissing and pretending to be asleep because I wanted Apollo to leave and not have to interact with him," I said giving Rachel and Apollo a pointed look. Apollo opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off with a, "And as for that power surge, I don't know. You're the seers, you can surely figure it out." I added, teasingly because I knew that I had somehow gone off their oracle-y radar and it'd stick to Rachel and Apollo's prides.