War Of The Gods (Percy Jackson Fan Fiction)

For Us Demigods

Third Person's POV

"Punk." Ares greeted.

"Ares." Percy acknowledged.

"Decent party." Ares growled, with Aphrodite giggling and squealing, her arms around his.

"Runs in the Poseidon blood." Percy said.

"Oh. Percy! How's life?" Aphrodite squealed, joining in the conversation. "How's Annabeth? How does being married feel like?"

"Good. Life is good. Annabeth is fine. Great. So far so good." Percy said, as Ares was now dragging away Aphrodite.

"What was that about?" Annabeth asked, handing Percy a glass of blue coke.

"Nothing." Percy shook his head as he went with Annabeth and mingled with the other guest.

"HEY CUZ." Apollo yelled. "You. You mister, have your father's party skills. Woooo-"

"He is so drunk." Annabeth stated before she burst out laughing, and Percy joined in.

"Look who's here!" Percy yelled, as Orion waved.

"Well. I can't miss my half-brother's 20th birthday." Orion smiled. "Big accomplishment, seeing you've been through so much, and not a lot of demigods lives to see their 20th birthday party."

"Well. Thanks for coming." Percy smiled. "Is Artemis here?"

"Yeah. Trying to avoid the crowd, but yeah." Orion said. "I had to beg her to come with. I was just about to get us drinks."

"Well. Don't keep her waiting." Percy said and Orion left.

The gods actually came. They actually came to Percy's birthday party. This is somewhat quite odd, since they barely cares for a demigod's existence, yet here they are.

Hermes, was still on his phone, for some reason, but still smiling. He took May Castellan as his date to Percy's party. How he got her to say yes, or why she even said yes? That, is a mystery Percy and Annabeth does not want to know.

Hephaestus was hanging out and chilling with the cyclopes. Tyson was having a very interesting conversation with him about how to forge and blend in Imperial Gold and Celestial Bronze. They were talking business at a party. Typical.

Aphrodite and Ares, off to one corner, kissing and staying close, for one minute. The next minute? Hera was there, telling them off about disloyalty and the vows of marriage.

Dionysus. Well. He was no longer Mr. D, the cranky camp director who tells off satyrs and campers. He was really Dionysus. The god of parties. And wine. That man can out drink Czech Republic. Any alcohol drink. You name it, he's had at least 3 glass. And yes, he is off the hook. Don't know what possessed Zeus to let him off. Maybe it's for one night, or Zeus was just feeling nice, but Dionysus is celebrating his first alcohols after his punishment. Considering how much he drank, this is one night he will never remember.

Zeus, Hades, and Athena were talking to each other, about who knows what. They could be talking about how to kill Percy right after the party's over for all he knew, but Percy wasn't too keen to know.

Persephone and Demeter. You know how their relationship is. Demeter gives Persephone advice. Persephone disagrees. And this will eventually lead up to a fight which usually ends with a conversation on the lines off why Persephone stayed with Hades and that Persephone had no choice and she loves the garden Hades made her.

Hestia. She came. Oh yes she did. But she wasn't much of a party lover. She just sat on a bean bag, in front of the fireplace, staring at the dancing flames. She talked to whichever demigod who, by her words, was kind enough to stop and talk to her. As the nicest goddess ever, she also took care of the drunk ones, namely Apollo, who had just passed out.