Ch. 5

(Last chapter)

The Olympians were forced to just watch before Hera gasped when Hestia's body flickered. It flickered a few more times before the goddess faded from sight and existence in general.

Percy spun around grinning and snapped his fingers stopping the music.

"Now that," he said with deep satisfaction, "was fun. A fitting song for the first god I've made fade. Now, who wants to be next?" He grinned as the Olympians turned pale.

Now...

Hera looked at the spot where her eldest sibling vanished from in utter shock and disbelief. She looked up at Percy with wariness and fear before it was overtaken by pure rage.

"You monster! You vile and filthy beast! How dare you kill her? She was the one, the only one who stood up for you when you were cast into Tartarus and this is how you repay her?"

Percy's lips quirked into a wry smile before he vanished into thin air making everyone look around in a panic. He suddenly reappeared in front of Hera who was backhanded so roughly she fell to the ground with her lip split deeply.

"What part of I am the one with the power here is so fucking difficult to understand?" He asked harshly as he looked around at the gods who had their weapons out preparing to attack.

Percy growled in frustration and vanished again only to reappear in front of his father, snatching his trident from his grasp and slamming the butt of it into Poseidon's face sending him reeling.

Percy looked around before he raised the trident up only to break it across his knee drawing gasps of disbelief from the Olympians and Poseidon to drop to his knees feeling the effects of his symbol of power being destroyed.

"Still don't believe me? Fine, watch with how much ease I can end your miserable lives." He growled raising his hands towards the one goddess without a weapon, Aphrodite.

White light illuminated from his palms causing the gods to avert their eyes instinctively. The light grew in intensity until a pained screamed drew the gazes of the Olympians back to Percy.

The light faded quickly as all eyes turned to the goddess of love as she lay on the ground unmoving.

Ares and Apollo both raced to her side where Apollo checked for signs of life. His eyes widened and he turned to his family and shook his head sadly.

"Sh... She's dead." He said in shock.

Percy grinned, "There we go. Now you're finally starting to get it. I am in charge here. Next person to piss me off dies the same way Hestia did, slowly and very painfully, whimpering like the weak cowards you are."

Ares jolted up as a sword appeared in his hand, "I'm going to rip you to pieces punk."

He stepped towards Percy only to be sent flying backwards where he crashed to the ground twenty yards away.

All eyes turned to Zoë who was glaring at Ares form in the distance.

"My husband is doing the talking right now, I suggest you shut the incessant flapping of your gums before you piss us off again."

Percy shook his head with a grin and vanished.

"Damn it she's hot when she gets pissed." He said as he reappeared beside Hermes and elbowed him in the ribs in a friendly way that turned the messenger god white as a ghost.

Hermes backed up a few steps before he was shoved roughly to the ground from behind. He flipped over and gasped when he laid eyes on his decade long dead son Luke Castellan.

"Luke?" He whispered.

Luke took a step forward and kicked his father hard in the face.

"Be silent Hermes, my lord is about to speak." He growled before looking at Percy who was watching with amusement.

Hermes stared at Luke before turning back to Percy with fury, "What did you do to my son?"

Percy was about to respond but Luke stepped forward to hit his father again before he was blasted backwards a few feet.

"I will answer his question Luke." Percy said sternly as Luke slowly picked himself off the ground.

"I will tell the Olympians exactly what happened to me in Tartarus." Percy said as he snapped his fingers and chairs appeared behind all the Olympians plus Annabeth and Hades.

The gods stood there unsure of what to do until Percy flicked his wrist casually and they were all pushed back into their seats and stuck there as Percy turned away from them.

He waved his hand as a luxurious looking chair appeared in front of him where he calmly sat down. Zoë appeared on his lap where she settled in comfortably looking at the gods and their fearful expressions with amusement.

"Well, we all remember what happened on Olympus, right? I saved your asses for the second time in less than five years. How do you all repay me? You banish me to Tartarus. Alright, sounds like a just reward to you, right?" He asked with a chuckle.

A few gods looked away in shame while the others just sat in their chairs glaring at Percy despite the fear creeping into their hearts as they waited to be attacked.

Percy chuckled at the fear on their faces before continuing.

"Well as I bet our little angel of the lord informed you, I was not there long. Within a few days, I was pulled from the pit by some force that I didn't recognize. And here I was thinking you gods had come to your senses and were freeing me only to find out I was being pulled out of one hell and into the real Hell. Not the weak pathetic version Hades has in the Underworld, but true Hell."

Hades scoffed in his chair before Zoë's hand reached out in a grabbing motion. Hades began to choke as he struggled to breathe and his face turned red.

Percy leaned up and gave Zoë a kiss on the cheek, "Later love, I promise. I want them all to hear the story." He said affectionately.

Zoë pouted playfully before snuggling back into Percy's chest.

"Yes, well as I was saying, off to Hell I went, pulled from Tartarus by the very first demon to ever exist. She told me what she was and all about the real God, not the cheap knock off pagan ones. She said I would become powerful, the most powerful of all the demons in Hell, all I had to do was consent."

Poseidon went to wipe a tear away from his eye when he suddenly cried out in pain, the spot where the tear had been was steaming. He looked up at Percy whose eyes had turned back into their milky white demon color.

"A little late for the crocodile tears pops." Percy spat before his eyes turned back into their sea green color from his days as a demigod. "Well, being the heroic hero I was, I refused. Even when she offered me my revenge against all of you, I still said no. Not because I wasn't mad but because even after everything, I was still loyal to you, all of you. But then Lilith, the first demon, she showed me something that changed everything."

The gods seemingly forgot their fear as they leaned forward wondering what it had been that pushed Percy over the edge.

Percy's eyes narrowed, "She brought me back to Tartarus. Do you know what I saw?" He asked before pausing for a second.

"Zoë." He snarled as his eyes flashed white for a second as Zeus cried out in pain as he stared at his now broken arm. "I saw her being tortured by Kronos and some of the other monsters and Titans I killed defending you all. I begged Lilith to let me save her. She said I could, all I had to do was give my consent to join her. I didn't hesitate."

Most of the gods who knew Percy were a little confused why he cared about Zoë so much to which he scoffed at their faces.

"What none of you realized was that I never loved Annabeth. She was simply piss poor consolation prize, my less than stellar silver medal after losing the first and only woman I ever really loved. When I got back to Tartarus in my true form, I took my time. I made sure Kronos felt every agonizing second as I feasted on his flesh and his very essence. Do know what it was like to consume an immortal like Kronos? It was bliss. All his power and strength merged with my own making me even more powerful. I offered to take Zoë back to earth but she opted to join me in Hell. I made her the closest thing other than Lilith I have to an equal. Now, together, we will have our revenge on not just you Olympians but the whole world." Percy growled as Zoë ran her fingers through the back of his hair seductively calming him down a bit.

"But why are you doing this Zoë? I know my father did this to you, but why do you hate Artemis? She was your best friend, she loved you and she still does." Apollo asked being the first god to speak since the story began.

Zoë looked up at Percy who shook his head. He looked around at the gods listening to his tale.

"Speaking of Artemis, where is she? I am married to her best friend. I thought she'd want to keep an eye on me." Percy asked innocently to which Zoë giggled from his lap.

Apollo's eyes widened and he tried to yell but Zoë snapped her fingers making him gasp as he fell to the ground clutching his stomach as ichor fell from his mouth.

"Stage four stomach cancer for a god, a nice touch Zoë." Percy praised to which she smiled devilishly at him before smirking at Apollo as he struggled to heal himself.

"If you never loved me, then why take the time to kill my daughter and husband?" Annabeth snapped from her seat.

Percy turned to her but Zoë cut him off, "That was actually my idea. You still betrayed my Percy. And for that, you had to suffer. First your father, stepmother and half-siblings, and now your child and lover."

Annabeth's eyes widened making Zoë grin.

"We did start in San Francisco, you didn't think we would forget about Frederick and the twins, did you? Lucky us, caught them having a family dinner, a shame you weren't there to watch them suffer." Zoë explained casually.

Fresh tears sprang into the minor goddess' eyes making Zoë's grin grow.

"Yes, we took our time with them. Well, actually it was just me, but Percy did watch. It gets him excited to watch me work. This time was amazing, after a few long hours of bonding with the Chases, we were in bliss." Zoë continued.

Annabeth dry heaved a few times trying to control her overwhelming grief.

Percy laughed, "I have to admit, it was hot. I mean I didn't plan it but when I saw Zoë and all their blood around, I lost control, I had to have her. More than once."

Both Athena and Annabeth were in tears now while most of the gods and goddesses just looked appalled.

Zoë slapped Percy's chest playfully, "Shhh Percy! This is your family, my in-laws. I don't want them to know about our private time together." She said in mock embarrassment.

Percy laughed heartily before looking at Hermes.

"Well, after Zeus and Athena had Luke pulled from the lines to be judged and thrown into Tartarus, I made a trip back to the pit to offer him sanctuary which he took gratefully. He and a few others decided our life was much better than the eternities you gods tried to sentence them to. I must thank you Zeus, Luke is an excellent soldier even if he gets a little carried away with the violence at times." Percy continued.

Hermes looked at his father with betrayal evident on his face but Zeus refused to meet his eyes.

Percy waved his hand making the chairs vanish from underneath the gods making them fall to the ground ungracefully.

"I'm afraid it's time to get down to business. An old friend is dropping by soon and I am really looking forward to catching up. I believe you came to kill me, right mighty Olympians? Well here's your chance. I won't use any of my powers and you can use all of yours until your heart's content. You want your chance to avenge Hestia and Aphrodite? Come at me." Percy said standing up and setting Zoë down on her feet.

None of the gods looked especially interested in being the first to attack. Percy rolled his eyes, "If you don't kill me now, I'll hunt each and every one of you down until the Greek gods are extinct. Now how about some tunes to work with? Something to give you a little hope, something to make sure you Don't Stop Believin'." He said snapping his fingers as Journey began playing loudly all around them.

Zeus looked livid at how nonchalantly Percy acted about fighting all the Olympian Gods and wasted no time in charging at the demon demigod with bolt in hand.

Chaos ensued.

Zeus swung his bolt like a sword to which Percy responded by pulling out a familiar looking pen that he uncapped revealing a new and demonic styled Anaklusmos. The blade was a mix of black and red, the red looking like blood running down the blade as it came up to meet the bolt in mid-strike.

Liquid splattered over the face of the King of the Gods.

That is when Zeus realized the red actually was blood, still covering parts of the blade from Percy's last kill with the weapon.

Percy parried the strike and moved with uncanny speed, slipping behind Zeus and thrusting his foot behind him and catching Zeus in the podex. The lightning god was sent stumbling into the waiting figure of the Titan child he cast into Tartarus.

Zoë slipped to the side but not without sliding two pitch black hunting knives across Zeus' midsection and opening up deep gashes along his ribcage.

Percy stepped up and saw three Olympians approaching him carefully; Ares, Athena and Hephaestus.

Percy brought Anaklusmos to his mouth and dragged his tongue across the blade as he lapped up some of the blood from an earlier kill, savoring the taste and making the gods look at him disgusted.

Ares was the first to strike as he wildly slashed at the demon's head. Percy's speed was unparalleled though as he tilted his head just enough for the blade to miss before he drove his own blade into the earth.

Right at the spot where Ares' foot just happened to be.

He left the sword where it was and stepped forward as the forge god brought down his hammer like an axe. Percy's hand shot up and pushed the god's hand just enough to knock him off balance. Percy grabbed a fistful of flaming beard as he spun, ripping the facial hair out as he went. He stopped in front of Athena who raised her spear.

Percy brought his hand to his mouth and opened it before blowing the handful of facial hair into Athena's face making her stop her attack and stumble back.

Percy turned to find Luke in the process to toying with his father as he knocked him back again and again with fists to the face while Hermes refused to fight back despite the beating he was taking.

Percy turned back to Athena just as she drove her spear into his midsection and his eyes widened. The goddess grinned triumphantly before it vanished when Percy smiled.

"I fucking love this part." Percy said as he clutched the spear in his stomach and Athena stepped back in shock.

"A singer in a smokey room," he sang as he ripped out the spear and twirled it in his hand as his wound closed up instantly.

"A smell of wine and cheap perfume," he stepped towards the goddess who staggered back.

"For a smile they can share the night," he sang loudly as he swung the spear at her legs and knocked Athena onto her back.

"Sing it with me Athena!" He shouted as he raised the weapon while Athena instinctively covered her face with her hands.

"It goes on and on and on and onnnnnnnnnn" she heard as she waited for the pain to come.

It never did.

She slowly opened her eyes to see the weapon imbedded next to her head and Percy leaned down only inches from her face.

"You are a fool if you thought I would give you such a quick end. I shall make you watch as I slowly kill each and every person that means anything to you in this world. When I am done and you have nothing left in this world, perhaps then, I will grant your wish for death." He whispered harshly before he grinned, "or I'll keep you on a leash as my pet in the new world that will belong to me."

Before she could react, Percy drove his fist into her forehead and she lost herself to the darkness.

Percy turned around to find his next plaything when the sound of a shotgun and a pain in his chest alerted him to some new visitors.

He looked at his chest as heard his skin sizzle a bit, "Rock salt, " he muttered before looking up to find his old buddy from Hell Dean Winchester knock Luke back with a shotgun blast of rock salt.

He heard the sound of a shotgun reloading as his eyes snapped to the figure in front of him, Sam Winchester, he assumed.

The gods seemed to be frozen as they watched Dean blast Luke again and then turn and blast Ethan as he charged in from the crowd of demigod as a young girl with black eyes.

Percy vanished reappeared to Sam's left where he slammed his fists into the younger sibling's ribcage making him stumble. Before Sam could recover, Percy snatched up the shotgun and fired a round into Sam's leg as the mortal cried out in pain.

"Ah, doesn't feel so good, does it?" Percy growled as he cocked the weapon to put another blast into Sam when a voice stopped him in his tracks.

"Fire that weapon and she dies."

Percy looked up and froze when he found the angel he met on Olympus with an angelic sword to Zoë's throat.

He held up the shotgun in one hand while his other went up empty.

"You harm her, every single person here dies, including you angel." Percy growled.

Castiel remained unmoving with the sword at Zoë's throat.

"Let these kids go and we'll let her go." Dean answered for Castiel.

Percy snapped his fingers as the ring of fire vanished, finally allowing the demigods to flee which they did with haste.

Castiel looked at Dean confused, "No, we need to kill her."

Dean glared at the angel, "No, we don't. If we do, we'll all die. He did what we asked, not let her go Cas. That's how negotiations work."

Castiel stared at Dean but the eldest Winchester boy didn't flinch. Castiel slowly lowered his weapon and Zoë vanished quickly, reappearing by Percy's side.

Percy looked around at the Olympians, "This conversation is above your pay grade. Get lost."

Zeus who was bleeding ichor from his side opened his mouth to argue when Percy thrust out his hands, sending all the gods flying in different directions. They tried to flash back to the spot but found themselves blocked and were forced to retreat to Olympus.

Percy turned back to where Dean stood and saw Luke coming up behind him to attack.

"No!" Percy snapped making his loyal soldier freeze.

"He shot me four times." Luke growled.

Percy's eyes flashed and he thrust out his hand. Luke's eyes widened before his mouth opened and black smoke was forcefully pulled from his body. Percy snapped his fingers and the smoke vanished.

"I said no. Some time in the pit should remind you I am in charge." He growled to himself before he grinned, "Dean-fucking-Winchester! What's it been, two, three centuries? I gotta say, I missed your ass down in Hell. Shame you didn't stay longer."

Dean smiled uncomfortably, "Yeah, well, can't say I miss the place. I heard you were the one who helped get me out."

Percy's expression turned amused, "Wasn't just me. It was a team effort, a rare example of angel/demon teamwork."

Dean still looked uncomfortable but wanted answers, "And you got me out, why?"

Percy tutted his finger mockingly, "If I told you everything now, what reason would we have to hang out later? All in good time Dean, all in good time."

Dean raised his shotgun but Percy flicked his wrist as the weapon flew out of his grasp, "Is that a way to treat a friend?"

Sam watched the conversation with disbelief. Dean had been telling the truth. There was some kind of weird demonic friendship between his brother and this demon who was one of the most powerful demons to exist.

Percy shook his head, "So you've come to save the Greeks, huh? I can't say I'm pleased about that Dean."

"We came for the kids. We don't care about a bunch of pagan gods." Sam snapped.

Percy turned to Sam with narrowed eyes, "What's crawled up your skirt? Oh, I get it, haven't got your fix today, understandable."

Dean looked at Sam suspiciously but his brother stayed focused on the Percy.

"I'm going to kill you just like I'm going to kill Lilith. I don't care if you think you and Dean are friends or not, you're still demon scum and you'll die with the rest of them."

Percy laughed, "A bit hypocritical don't you think? Sorry, I've got to cut this reunion short, things to deal with, people to kill, you know how it is."

Zoë disappeared along with Ethan and Alabastor who were watching the conversation from a distance.

"I'll see you again soon Dean, sooner than you think. In the meantime, stay out of my way. The Greeks will die and if you get in my way, I will forget the fact I like you." Percy said seriously before he too vanished.

Dean turned towards Castiel and his eyes widened. Castiel turned around only to have a fist be driven into his face.

"That's your one warning angel boy, my wife is off-limits. Touch her with your pansy heaven hands again and I'll rip those wings off your back so quickly you won't know what hit you." Percy warned before vanishing again.

Castiel wiped the blood from his mouth and looked up at Dean and Sam who were both looking at each other suspiciously. He knew what game the demon was playing. He was bit worried too, the plan was working already as the two Winchesters seemed to be in a glaring contest neither was willing to lose.