(A/n above is a fem Percy Aka Persephone pic)

Hello there. A bit about me. I just pissed off every god in Greek mythology. Too far?

How about this? I am Gregory James, or Greg for short, son of the Lord of the dead, Hades himself. The most untrusted god in the pantheon. I wasn't supposed to be born. The big three Zues, Poseidon, and my father made a pact to never have kids but guess what? They forgot how a condom works or something and each of them had children. I'm the youngest and, in my opinion, Hades spite on the others. Yeah he loved my mother a lot but I think he was flipping the bird to the sea and sky on the night of my conception.

At camp halfblood, the place where halfbreeds like me go to survive and learn to kill monsters, I was never really liked.  I had to permanently move there after my mother died, yet I was questioning whether or not to yell fuck it and take my chances with the man eating creatures. Bullying was constant and only one counselor, Chiron, seemed to care. The rest? Well Mr. D told me to fuck off and deal with it. The head cabin leaders were not as nice.

I thought it would get better after Kronos was defeated. My situation was improving and my power was growing. I felt at the top of my game!

So of course I had to fucking ruin it like the cosmic fuck up that I am.

It started with a rumor. Percy, the girl who basically saved all our collective asses, worked with Kronos. The very idea was absurd to me. She blew up a volcano to by her friends time to escape and fought the god of war to protect them. She was constantly putting her life in mortal danger to protect these people. I am seriously thinking she gets off on it...

She denied it of course, why wouldn't she? But the thought was there, planted in the minds of the campers. She was slowly made into an outcast. Her friends either abandoned her or joined Artemis and her merry band of castrating bitches.

Now me and Percy were never really close, but seeing the hero sitting all alone silently crying got to me. This girl who sacrificed so much should never have tears in her eyes...

Yeah, corny as hell. I suck talking to girls... or really anyone... Hell I can barely talk to my half brother Nico when I see him.

So yes I am aware she is WAY outta my league. My shy goth ass shouldn't even be a blip on her radar. At this point though might as well try.

*Greg pov*

Greg: A-are you o-ok?

Smooth you awkward goth idiot...

She jumped when she heard me and quickly wiped her eyes. She tried, and failed to give me a brave smile. It only seemed to make her more miserable...

Percy: I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me.

Greg: Y-you know, you aren't r-real g-good at the whole lying thing.

She lost her fake smile and slumped down with a groan. Steeling my nerves, I sat down next to her and awkwardly pat her back as she sobbed. After a while she spoke softly.

Percy: You know, you don't need to be so tense.

Even through her sadness, I could feel her sarcasm. Gods damn it... And damn it if it didn't sting what little pride I have.

Greg: Sorry if I'm nervous, I'm just speaking to the hero of Olympus. I can't talk to girls on my best day!

That came out an octive higher than I meant it to... Stuttering and sqeaking...

Percy just rolled her bloodshot eyes and chuckled slightly.

Percy: Your overreacting. Calm down. Your just as powerful as I am Mr son of Hades. No need to put me on a pedestal.

I just deadpaned.

Greg: Let's talk about our respective accomplishments shall we. You saved the country at least 5 different times, you defeated 4 different immortals in combat. You lifted the fricken sky. Me? I'm only the second favorite child of Hades. Out of two. Third if you count Bianca, Nico's dead sister. The Olympians wanted you to become a literal goddess, Artemis offered you a lieutenant role along with Thalia with her huntresses. I doubt they even remember my name or even if survived the war... Or particularly care.

Great now I depressed myself trying to encourage her... I suck at this...

I blame my father. Happiness is just hard for me.

I shook my head, she needs the encouragement. Not my eternally depressed ass. Focus.

Percy giggled again. She got up and grabbed my arm, pulling me towards the camp's beach.

Percy: C'mon I think we both need to cool off. What better place than the beach!

You know I think she's bipolar now... How do you go from crying to dragging the unpopular goth kid giggling like a school girl?

Shut up I know she's a school girl...

Greg: uhh... *blushes* I'm not exactly good with the whole idea of beaches...

She just tilted her head in a cute manner.

Percy: Why?

Greg: I burn easily, I can't swim well, and I'm a son of Hades. I'm not one to tempt Poseidon drowning me. Same reason I avoid planes.

She just smirked... Yeah I'm convinced she's not right in the head.

Percy: I'm sure dad won't hurt you while your with me.

She then literally dragged me off...

*timeskip 2 months*

Well I think I pissed off the gods Poseidon and Artemis. Which is ironic because I feel blessed.  

The rumors about Percy got worse, and somehow I got added into them. I was used to ostricization, I'm a loner by nature. Percy was not.

I learned that with few friends, she would cling to whatever ones she had left.

Grover is Lord of the wild, he rarely shows up.

Annabeth Chase and Thalia joined the hunt.

My half brother Nico runs errands for Hades.

Tyson, her cyclopian half brother is at Atlantis.

That basically left me as her main friend at camp. Was that my plan? No. I assumed the idiotic idea that planted in the campers' heads would've faded by now. She would be happy again, and I would have shaved a few years off my purgatory sentence, then faded back to the background.

But that's not how this story went.

They started pulling out false "evidence". Easily debunked mind you, by stating that Kronos desperately wanted her dead. A letter with handwriting that any idiot could tell didn't match Percy's. An accusation that while she was in the labyrinth she contacted Luke, that Nico could prove false.

No matter how many get proven bullshit, they just kept trying. It would have been impressive, if it wasn't so damn pathetic.

Then I was called out as a spy. By the Ares cabin of all people.

All the gains my reputation had when the war ended were shot. The name calling got worse, as well as my isolation in camp. I had to scare off more than one idiot...

So why was I feeling blessed?

My dumbass landed a girlfriend somehow.

...And almost started another war in the process...

I'm not sure who hate me more now, Poseidon or Artemis.

Poseidon and Artemis payed me a personal visit. Poseidon threatened to drown me while I'm being raped by a kracken if I hurt Percy. Cast my soul to the pits of tartarus. Rip my heart out and make me eat it... You know normal brb things.

Artemis wasn't as subtle. She just wanted me dead. She brought her merry band of manhaters to hunt me down like a dog for "daring to deceive a powerful and pure maiden like Percy". I think the only two huntresses that weren't out for blood were Annabeth and Thalia... Though they did threaten me.

Needless to say, My father was not amused...

Now I never was close to him. I think he is reminded of how he couldn't save my mother from cancer so he limits out contact. When he heard that I was threatened and almost killed he snapped.

In his exact words, if they didn't back off, he would go to war. Damn the consequences. He would make WW2 look like a kindergarten scuffle.

Now here I am, dating a girl that is more famous in the current Greek world than Brittney Spears when a year ago I was convinced I was going to die alone...

I'm just a big ole ray of fucking sunshine ain't I?

*sigh*

In retrospect I should have seen what happened next coming. It couldn't be more blatant if it was graffitied on my door. Good times just never last with Demigods...

But if there's one thing I share with most of my previous Hades half brothers and sisters...

I'm a spiteful little bastard.

If this fucking camp wants my head, they are welcome to try and take it.

As I looked out my window to see the angry mob calling out for my and Percy's blood, I readied myself.

I'm not going to survive this, that much is obvious. They will bleed me dry...

I'm going to make them fight for every fucking drop. Take as many of them with me to hell as possible.

They want my head?

Come and take it.

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(A/n Well here we are. This started when I got pmed a challenge. They wanted a Percy Jackson and the Olympians story mixed with Highschool dxd. They wanted the original Percy in dxd though but I was not really confident in how that idea was panning out. I'm just not as good with already established main characters. The general idea was still good so I changed it to this.)

(Ps: if your curious on how the MC looks like, either use your own or use the pic below. I use OCs mainly because I hate my tablets autocorrect and putting (y/n) everywhere is asking for migraines. It's also why I went with an American name and character rather than making him Nico's twin or using a Italian name. Hades likes Italian ladies... My tablet hated it.)

(Pss: I'm aware this might really BE Nico but this showed up on Google when I typed OC son of Hades so good enough for me)