Ch. 19

Percy reappeared in one of the apartments atop the Intercontinental Hotel in Boston, Massachusetts. The first thing he found was a pair of dark volcanic rock black eyes narrowed at him. Zoë sat on the couch, her arms crossed and a look of barely restrained rage on her face. Despite being an all-powerful archangel, Zoë still had the ability to scare of daylights out of him.

"Hello love," Percy said a bit timidly.

"Release me." She said through gritted teeth.

Percy sighed and knew he was about to get his ass handed to him. He walked over to the couch, stopping a couple feet away before using his foot to smudge the lines of the devil's trap that surrounded the couch.

He knew what was to come but didn't even have time to think of it before a closed fist was driven into his jaw sending him stumbling a bit as Zoë recoiled clutching her painfully injured hand.

"I'm sorry." He said rubbing his jaw a bit and looking at her apologetically.

Zoë's eyes snapped up as she glared harshly at him, "Who do you think you are trapping me here? I should just leave and not look back after what you did."

Percy sighed deeply and sat down on the couch, "I didn't have a choice. I couldn't have you there, it was too dangerous." He tried to reason.

"I can take care of myself!" Zoë growled. Her face was red and the look in her eyes was full of anger and betrayal.

Percy stood up and clenched his fists to calm himself a bit before looking at Zoë, "Not against them. You are powerful Zoë, as powerful as I could make you, but Lucifer and Michael could kill you with a snap of their fingers. They are no mere pagan gods or monsters or demons; they are archangels. They are fierce and absolute, heaven's greatest weapon. They are one of the few beings who if they wanted to, they could kill someone and make it impossible for me to bring them back. If they got ahold of you, it would be over. I would hand them Sam and Dean on a silver platter. Given the choice between you and the world, it isn't even a question. I'm just trying to avoid having to make that decision because compared to you, the world means nothing to me."

Zoë stared at Percy as the anger seemed to slowly melt from her face. She stepped closer to him, slowly reaching out to grab his hand as he picked his head up to meet her eyes. Instead of saying anything, she leaned up, standing on her toes and pressed her lips softly to his.

She could feel him smile into the kiss as his arms snaked around her waist, pulling her closer. When they broke apart, she looked up to him with a serious expression.

"I love you Percy Jackson but you need to let things play out as they should. You cannot hide me away thinking it is the only way to protect me. I am not going to hide out until this gets resolved. I can help you. I want to help you. I need to help you. I know how dangerous Michael and Lucifer are, I happen to know all about archangels considering I am married to one. You have to trust me not to be foolish, I would never risk ruining our plans."

Percy stared into her dark eyes as he remembered first meeting her, when he was first captivated by her beauty, the look of a Persian princess she had and how much he longed to have met her before she was a huntress. He remembered how much her death hurt him even though he never showed it and how happy he was to have a second chance with her. He reached up and cupped her chin in his hand and gave her a gentle smile.

"Alright Zoë," he whispered. "But you are going to stay by my side for now on. There is too much on the line to not tread carefully."

Zoë smiled and gave him a gentle push onto the couch before she pulled her shirt off and climbed onto his lap as she watched his smile grow exponentially. She crashed her lips back onto his as she heard him snap his fingers making the lights dim and set for mood more romantic for what was to follow.

Line Break

Dean stood with his back pressed against the wall of the house of mirrors. He was standing in the middle of the county fair in Mobile, Alabama. Sam was about thirty yards down near the ticket booth as he eyed their target closely.

They had picked up their case by chance as they stopped for gas, Sam grabbing a newspaper after reading the headline of numerous children disappearing only to turn up a couple days later without hearts.

Their first instinct had told them this was a werewolf but the lunar cycle didn't match up. After some research they found what they were hunting. The lore wasn't exactly definite but they were pretty sure they knew how to kill it.

Dean locked eyes with Sam who gave him the signal to move. Dean saw a beautiful dark haired woman leading a child away from the rides and games and towards a more secluded part of the fair. Dean pulled out his silver knife and took off after the monster.

He kept his distance until he watched the monster lead the child between a few trailers, away from the watchful eyes of parents or other fairgoers. Dean followed, closing the distance until he saw the creature stop the child in his tracks.

"Hey!" Dean yelled. "Snack time has been cancelled bitch!"

The woman shoved the child behind her, "It looks like I found my dinner; he was just going to be an appetizer."

Dean pulled out the silver knife as he approached the creature. The monster smirked, "Oh, a hunter, have you come to kill me?"

Dean narrowed his eyes, "That is the idea, just doing my civic duty and all that."

The monster laughed as her hands became clawed and her eyes turned reptilian in nature.

"I would like to see you try."

Dean smirked as he approached. He waited as Sam snuck up behind the monster. Dean charged right as Sam grabbed ahold of the creature as Dean jammed the silver knife straight into the monster's heart.

The monster screeched in pain as both Sam and Dean backed off. It dropped to its knees looking at the knife in horror. But as its breathing turned ragged, the sounds coming from the creature turned from struggling to breath to a quiet laughter that started to grow louder and louder.

The two Winchester brothers backed away confused.

"What the hell Dean?" Sam asked nervously. "I thought you said you got the blade blessed."

"I did!" Dean snapped back. "I don't know why it didn't work."

The monster stopped laughing and slowly stood up with a grin, "Sounds like someone got some bad information." She cackled as she pulled the blade free from her chest. She looked at it amusedly before tossing it to the ground.

Sam reached for his gun but the monster was in front of him with unbelievable speed. It slashed across his chest with its clawed hand opening up a gaping wound as he fell to the ground bleeding profusely.

"No!" Dean yelled as he started to empty a clip into the monster. The bullets passed through harmlessly making Dean pale. The monster was in front of him in an instant raising its clawed hand to strike him down before her hand was grabbed from behind stopping her abruptly.

"Tsk tsk sister, that's not very nice, now is it?"

The monster tried to turn around but was flung into the side of one of the trailers.

"Sister?" Dean asked incredulously.

Percy nodded, "Yes we are both children of Poseidon aren't we Lamia?"

The monster tried to climb to its feet but Percy just shook his head and snapped his fingers as she was instantly chained to the side of the trailer.

Dean shook his head still utterly confused, "What, you mean all of these creatures are your siblings?"

Percy rolled his eyes, "Don't always trust the lore Dean. There is only one Lamia, she just reforms every time she is killed. You need celestial bronze, not silver."

Dean looked at him expectantly making him sigh, "You need celestial bronze, I could snap my fingers and speed up her molecules until she exploded." Percy said shaking his head as he turned to Lamia and put his hand to her forehead. The monster's eyes and mouth lit up with a blinding light before Percy pulled his hand back leaving her smoking corpse still chained to the trailer. "Or I could just smite her because it's kind of fun." He chuckled.

Dean pushed past Percy and knelt down next to Sam whose body was covered with blood and unmoving.

"Fix him!" Dean yelled.

Percy took a look at Sam and flinched, "I don't know if I can. He might be too far gone."

Dean's eyes widened, "What do you mean! You've brought him back from the dead, just heal him damn it!"

Percy sighed as a slight smirk tugged at his lips, "I think I might be able to help, just give me a second." He said as he laced his fingers together and cracked them as if readying himself for something big.

He snapped his fingers as they were transported to some kind of room, Sam's bleeding and dying body was laid out on a metal table. Dean looked around wildly but Percy was nowhere to be seen.

"Sam Winchester, a hunter. A man barely alive." A voice spoke ominously from all around the room. Dean looked around confused as he tried to figure out what the hell was happening.

"Gentlemen, we can rebuild him. We have the technology." The voice continued as Dean's eyes widened in realization before a scowl appeared on his face. "We can make him better than he was before. Bigger... Stronger... Less of a vagina..."

"God damn it Percy!" Dean yelled in frustration.

Percy appeared beside Sam's body with a frown, "Dude, come on; like that wasn't the perfect time for that." He sulked before rolling his eyes and touching Sam's shoulder. His body tensed before his eyes snapped open. Sam sat up clutching his chest before his eyes landed on Dean and then Percy. He looked around the room before his expression turned confused.

"Where the hell are we?"

Percy shrugged, "Top secret research facility. I was going to turn you into the six million dollar man but Buzz Killington over here had to rain on my parade."

Sam's eyes widened before he looked at his brother gratefully. Percy sighed and snapped his fingers as the trio reappeared inside Dean's Impala as it sped down the interstate.

Dean grabbed the wheel as the car swerved a bit drawing some angry horns from other drivers before Dean settled into his lane.

"What the fuck was that?"

Percy rolled his eyes, "You needed to get on the road, it's best if you don't linger in one location for too long."

"You couldn't give me a little warning?"

"Why? Are you concerned that you'd die with me in the car with you? I don't think you guys quite grasp the concept of an archangel... Save by the hand of god, another archangel or an incredibly lucky angel, I pretty much can't die. And I wouldn't let you die either. I mean seriously, you're the man Dean and Sam... Uh, well it would be unfortunate if you died as Lucifer could get to you." Percy finished slightly awkwardly.

Sam looked at Dean, his face full of annoyance.

"Come on man." Dean said looking at Percy through the rearview mirror. "Cut him some slack. So he's made a few mistakes, acted like a dick..."

"Shot me in the head. Tried to send my wife back to hell." Percy continued.

Dean sighed, "True but we're all in this together. It'd be better if you two didn't hate each other."

Percy chuckled, "I told you, I don't hate Sam. He's too damn sensitive. I mean seriously, how many times have I saved his life? If I really didn't like him, I'd put him somewhere I know Lucifer would never find him. He would be alone, miserable and probably try to kill himself to avoid the shitty life he would be living. But I don't because despite the fact he's kind of been a dick to me, I still like him. So let's wrap up this little sharing session about our feelings and focus on keeping you two away from Michael and Lucifer."

"And how are we supposed to do that?" Dean asked looking at Percy again through the mirror.

Percy shrugged, "Keep hunting but do not hunt demons. Stick to the monsters and don't linger in one place for too long. I'll be in touch."

Sam turned around but Percy was gone.

"Damn angels." Dean growled as he punched the acceleration and sped past the traffic in the right lane of the highway.

Line Break (Couple days later)

Percy and Anna appeared in the small town of Carthage, Missouri. When they both looked around they found the town empty with a seemingly endless amount of Reapers littered all throughout the town.

Percy glanced at his sister and saw her expression was worried.

"Where are the people?" She asked.

Percy shook his head to show his wasn't sure. He had a thought but decided not to say it aloud. Not yet anyway. As they made their way through town searching for some kind of human life or at least demonic activity, Percy put out his hand to stop Anna as both their eyes landed on a spot a dozen yards ahead where a familiar looking demon was watching them with a smirk.

"Well looks like Lucifer picked his favorite pet." Percy said dryly.

Meg smiled, "He is simply a loving father unlike his and rewarded me for my loyalty with another chance at life."

Percy rolled his eyes, "And you were really foolish enough to show your face to me again?" He said as he raised his hand and brought his fingers together. He smirked at he snapped them but his smirk vanished when nothing happened.

"Missing your angel juice?" Meg laughed. "Like I said, a caring father who knew you might show up. Let me introduce you to some friends I brought up for the day." She said as she pet the creature to her left as it growled at Percy menacingly.

Percy looked at Anna who was staring at the beast nervously.

"Relax, remember what people told you about me?"

Anna looked at him confused as his eyes turned milky white.

"Before I got my grace, I had a little transformation while in Hell. Lucky for us, it wasn't burned away when I got my angel mojo." Percy said smiling before he turned to Meg whose cocky smile had vanished.

"And I've got friends too." Percy smirked. "And mine's bigger." He said as a towering monstrosity appeared at his side. "Mrs. O'Leary," he said fondly. "Sick em' girl!"

The monstrous Hellhound bounded forward while the one at Meg's side seemed less than enthused with the situation but charged regardless.

The smaller creature lunged at Mrs. O'Leary's throat but the she lowered her head and slammed it into the beast's side sending it tumbling to the ground. Mrs. O'Leary pounced, raking her claws along the exposed underbelly of the smaller Hellhound before her jaws snapped onto its throat as it let out a whimper of pain.

Mrs. O'Leary mercilessly wrenched her head back, ripping out a chunk of the monster's throat in the process before she turned to Percy for further instructions.

"That's my girl!" Percy said with glee. His head turned to Meg and he snapped his fingers making her vanish from her spot and reappear right in front of him. "I don't need my angel juice to kill a weak little two bit demon slut like you."

Before she could react Percy raised his hand as a white light burst from it. Anna looked in shock as his milky white eyes stared into Meg's before Anna turned away in instinct as the light emanating from his hand grew more intense.

After a few seconds, the light vanished as Anna turned back to find Meg's lifeless body lying on the ground in a heap. She looked at Percy warily before his eyes returned to their normal sea green.

"How is that even possible?" She asked.

Percy shrugged, "You got me. I have a few theories but I'm sticking with that whole God works in mysterious ways kind of thing."

Anna stared blankly for a second before her eyes widened, "You've spoken with father, haven't you?"

"No, I have not spoken to God." He said but his tone made Anna less than convinced at the truth to his words. She pressed on, hoping to learn what he knew.

"You're lying. Tell me, I've waited for millennia to speak to him but only a couple of us have ever laid eyes on the face of God."

Percy shook his head, "I honestly have not spoken to God. I was given a message from someone who apparently does. The message was less than clear so I haven't given it much thought."

"Joshua?" Anna asked pretty sure she was correct. "What did he tell you?"

Percy shrugged, "He just said God has a plan for me and to follow my heart and all will end as it should. Not that that is much help."

Anna was silent for a minute before she nodded, "His words are usually less than clear when it comes to their meanings until they come to pass."

Percy shrugged not wishing to continue this conversation about God any longer.

"Let's move. I think I know where we might be going." He said as he took off down the street, Anna taking off at a brisk pace to catch up.

The two walked in silence until they reached the outskirts of town where Percy grabbed her hand as they vanished, reappearing behind a tree where dozens of people were gathered behind a single figure shoveling in the distance.

"What is this?" Anna whispered.

Percy's face was pale as he turned to look at her, "This is the beginning of the end. I think you know exactly what he is doing."

Anna's face turned a sickly shade of white, "What do we do now?"

Percy looked unsure as he tried to think of an idea. After a minute he sighed, "Fuck it."

Anna looked confused as she saw his eyes turn milky white again as he stepped out from their little hiding spot. She stared at him in disbelief, unsure of what exactly he was doing.

Percy stepped out into the open, his steps loud as he tried to garner as much attention as he could. The men watching the man with the shovel turned towards him, their black eyes confirming what Percy already suspected.

Percy flicked his wrist, snapping the neck of the closest demon. Two turned and tried to charge at him but Percy raised a hand, freezing them in their tracks. He raised his hand but was suddenly knocked onto his back. He climbed to his feet and saw Lucifer watching him with a smile from atop the mound of dirt.

"Come little brother, I thought you would show up. Join me, I promise I will not try to harm you."

Percy narrowed his eyes, "How exactly are you blocking my powers?"

Lucifer smiled, "That was just in town Perseus, out here you are free as a bird."

Percy raised an eyebrow and turned to the closest demon that was glaring at him. He snapped his fingers as the demon exploded into a shower of blood and guts making him smile.

"Please little brother, let's try to keep the killing to a minimum. I think we both know there has been enough of that in this town already." Lucifer tiredly.

Percy kept his expression stoic as he approached Lucifer, walking past the glaring demons as he made his way closer. When he reached the last demon he stopped and turned to it looking at it incredulously.

"What the fuck are you looking at?"

The demon continued glaring for a second but backed down and looked away quickly.

"That's what I thought." Percy muttered as be approached Lucifer slowly. He kept his hand to the side as he prepared to make Anaklusmos appear when the opportunity arose.

"I know what you're thinking Perseus but you should think otherwise. It's too late to stop me." Lucifer said as if reading his thoughts.

Before Percy could respond, flashes of light behind him drew his attention as the demons began dropping one at a time until they were all dead.

Lucifer chuckled at his confusion, "I taught them the words before you got here and they just spoke them in a whisper seconds ago. Obedient little monstrosities, I'll give them that."

Lucifer chanted something quietly under his breath before looking up at Percy with a grin, "So little brother, would you like to meet Death?"