Percy had a certain ability, a rare one. He didn't know where he got it from but he did know what it does. The problem is that if anybody ever found out about his power, he'd be- for lack of better word- screwed. Percy had the ability to give any god any amount of power- he could restore them to the way they were in their Golden Age, back when everybody worshipped the mere thought of them. All he had to do was have physical contact, the deeper and more intimate the touch, the more power he gives. The gods love power, they crave it. They always have. But Percy is scared, he sees how far they go to grasp even just a hint of power, so what will happen when they find out that their one and only Hero of Olympus was a battery that never ran out and all you had to do to access that power was to touch him? But what if all is not as dire as it may seem? Perhaps the gods have mellowed out enough to relieve Percy of his fears. ------------------------------ ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE but sometimes I come back ------------------------------ This is probably really bad but oh well, and not as tense and climactic as the description makes it out to be but deal with it, I'm working on it slowly but surely. This is a Percy x Olympians story. It would be mostly fluff between male gods and smut maybe between a few. Goddesses would only get hugs and familial gestures. There's gonna be like, no evil bad stuff, maybe hints of it when I get that far but till then purely fluff and happy fic. So far only PercyxApollo and PercyxHermes