king of the gods

All Hail King Percy

Percy P.O.V

mouth dropped open. King of the Gods? Holy Crap!

"I-I…" I stammered. How could this be happening? I don't want to be the King. "But…"

Zeus shrunk down to my size, as did everyone else. Then, they all did the last thing expected; they bowed. Well, expect Zeus. I raised my eyebrows at him. He grumbled under his breath, but bowed too. Wow. This is awesome.

"Okay guys, you don't have to bow. But thanks," I smiled at Zeus's expression.

"Hold out your left hand," Zeus commanded. I did as I was told, and looked at him curiously.

He touched his right fingers to my left, and a jolt of electricity passed through, from him to me.

I shuddered but quickly composed myself. I felt more powerful, which was good, and I figured that I was a god. But, nope.

The rest of them then did the same thing, and each time, I became more powerful.

Finally, the twelve of them had given me power. I turned to Zeus again. "What next?" I asked.

He hesitated, and then sighed. He lightly touched his fingers to my forehead, and grumbled, "Stupid Ancient Laws." Then, he sighed again and said in Ancient Greek, "I renounce my position of King of the Gods."

A white cloud left Zeus's slightly ajar mouth. The white smoke went into my open mouth. It had fallen open when he actually said that he renounced his position.

"Perseus Jackson, Son of Poseidon, hero of Olympus. You are now the god of Time, Tides,Thunder,Earth,heroes, the north, loyalty and sass. ( I hereby claim you as the King of the Gods, the thirteenth Olympian."

The smoke thickened, and I blacked out.

When I re-woke, I was at camp half blood. I sat up and I immediately felt dizzy. I couldn't remember what had happened – last time I checked, I was at home waiting for…

Oh. I remember now. On the bright side, I was now the King of the Gods.

I swung my legs over the side of the cot, and walked out of the room, holding my head.

Just as I was about to turn the corner and be gone, a voice came from behind me.

"I thought that you would want to be in familiar surroundings before you had to say goodbye and leave."

I spun around to see Poseidon. "Dad," I said, leaning on the doorframe. I exhaled loudly, and tried to clear my fuzzy head. "Did that really happen?"

He nodded his head. "Yes, my Lord."

I groaned. That is weird. I didn't even want to be a god let alone the King of them. But, I thought, the reason you turned down godhood was for Annabeth. And she left you. "Please, do not call me your Lord. I have to get used to this. And I'm your son. That would be weird if my Father called me their Lord."

Poseidon smiled. "Same old Percy."

I grinned happily. "Yup. And… thanks dad. It means a lot that you came."