Bonus: THIS IS WOODCHIPPER *spartan kicks Line Break into a deep pit*

Percy's pov:

I was getting a prayer offering from Frank, which I found weird, as always, because usually I'm not contacted by demigods unless they have younger siblings they are concerned about.

Lord Perseus, can you please come here

I sighed, not really wanting to go as I still had two mortals to find and...extract information from, but nonetheless, I left to go to Frank and see what the Romans wanted.

What I wasn't expecting was that my two targets would be crucified. "Frank, why are my targets being crucified?" I asked in shock.

"Reyna did that after finding a lead on the other girl," he answered quickly, and I took a look around to find out where we are.

I came to realize we were in the early morning hours of Washington D.C. Sadly, Zeus forbade me from terminating any politicians after my uhhh...termination of certain convicted criminals. But I read what Reyna had hanging from their necks and deemed it appropriate for the given situation.

"Ok and," I said because I have no clue why I'm here.

"Most of the legion went off with her to go and find her. She's at..." I didn't let Frank finish as I read his mind and went there immediately anyway.

Time skip: imma just, oh my lords, it's Percy fucking Jackson *runs away*

When I arrived, I sensed the Romans setting up camp not too far away with Reyna at their lead. I may be in support of their actions, but I am not in support of their intended end results. If my presumptions are right, Satine's sister, Kira, would be better off with my mother's hunt.

Regardless, I entered the building I knew Kira was in and started eliminating the adults quickly as I didn't see any children...at least not on the main level, but I could sense many of my charges below this building.

I don't know what they're doing to them, but these mortal adults will pay, along with Satine and Kira's parents. I'll leave them alive just so they can be crucified in a public statement to the world. I may be sadistic for that, but I've already blown the secret about godly existence, by the mass termination of people in similar standing as the adults here after my 'totally' ancient and historic temple was discovered buried just barely off a popular hiking trail and they made the announcement of a 'new' god of the Greco-Roman Pantheon.

Having cleared the upper floors of scum, I left to the lower sub-terranean floor, instantly taking note of there being many children here and a couple of adults with their backs turned to the entrance looking at a particular cage. The children, whether they knew who I was or not and if they knew my purpose for being here or not, kept quiet as I approached the sick fuckers from behind. 

Looking over their shoulder, I realized who they were looking at and held my fingers to my lips, hoping the child would understand my asking. "This girl has been problem some," said One of the disgusting pigs. "She fights back, bites, kicks, screams, anytime we try taking her somewhere...keeps going on in that annoying fucking accent she's got about some Satine bitch."

Now I was seeing red, and I guess the children could tell that the strange man that had just appeared and walked up behind these fuckers was mad as they all backed as far away as they could from me backing up into their cages as it is as far as they could get. "QUIET YOU LITTLE SHITS," another of the men yelled, and I noticed he had a whip and baton hanging off his belt.

Kira, for what it was worth, didn't move, but I could sense the fear she was in. "So about this Satine," I'm going to presume a prospective buyer was beginning to ask. "Where is she now?"

"On the way, one of our guys went to get her from her broke-ass parents in the UK," the original pig stated. "If you want them both, we'll give you Satine for cost and this little bitch for a discount...Maybe you can fucking break her."

"Perhaps," the other buyer said, "it will be nice to fuck the two, a shame that they..."

"I am truly sorry for what you are about to hear, children," I stated as I split myself into two so I could drag these four expenses to such valuable oxygen out of sight. The unexpected words caused the pigs to silence and turn, finally noticing me in the room.

I grabbed all four of them by the back of their necks, forcing them to bend over as I started dragging them away and up the stairs. "I'll be back to free you, young ones. I just need to deal with these waste-of-oxygen monsters." 

Taking the pigs up the stairs and away from the children, they noticed all the dead bodies on the floor of their guest and the other 'facility' staff. "what....what are you going to do to us?" One of the buyers asked. 

"Read the room. However, your death will be much more painful than theirs," I said, reading the minds of the buyers, confirming that they were, in fact, not here to buy to liberate the children but were instead here for their own nefarious purposes.  With my confirmation, their brief torture began as my new favorite weapon started up with its discharged funnel pointing out the window. I may be woodchipping these pigs, but I won't have their bits painting the walls, frightening the children.

Once I began loading them into my woodchipper one by one, their screams of pain were music to my ears until their lungs were emulsified and left unable to produce said screams. It was a shame, too, as these screams were much more enjoyable to my ears than the prior easy prey of the imprisoned pigs that I took care of. 

Again, another sad fact is that the screams brought the Romans to take quick action, only to find me with my woodchipper winding down and a few bits and chunks left on the teeth of my beautifully efficient machine. I'll have to clean it later because I don't want the smell of dead pig setting in...if I did, I would just run Ares through it once or twice as I know Hephaestus, the maker of such a fine creation, would appreciate it.

"WHAT'S GOING...Oh, Husband...I didn't know you..." Reyna started pausing to find her words. 

"You expect me not to have ears within your legion?" 

"Frank?" 

"Yes," I answered.

Reyna gave an annoyed eye roll. " We were just formulating an attack strategy to liberate the children," Reyna defended.

"Yes, of course, just completely ignore me, the one god who would come in here, kill all the pigs, and liberate the children in mere minutes without having to risk a single legionnaire," I deadpanned. 

"I just wanted to help you and secure our adopted daughter's sister," Reyna defended again. 

"I'm aware, dear, but getting her parents and crucifying them while I was hunting them down was mightily impressive," I said, turning to head back down to the subterranean level, " cover the corpses. I do not wish for the children to be frightened by the bloodshed that their liberation necessitated."

Necessary bloodshed or doing the world a favor by getting rid of these wastes of valuable resources

Can't it be both Perseus, I thought back to my Roman self

Touche

"He's back," I heard one of the children whisper, causing the others to get up and look at me cautiously.

"I am again truly sorry that you had to hear that, children. Certain...strings of words and intentions cause me to...necessitate the use of extreme justice by the standards of the current day." I said as I began moving around to start freeing the children and mind-messaging Reyna to have the legion prepared with spare cloaks to drape around the children as some of their states of dress would be classified as Cyclopi loin cloths at best.

"Who are you?" Kira asked, looking directly at me. 

"For you, children, I am a protector, an avenger," I started.

"Like Ironman, Thor, and Captain America," one child interrupted excitedly.

"Not quite that type of avenger, young one," I answered. 

"You still didn't answer me," Kira pointed out. 

"I have many titles and names, young Kira recently I even acquired a new one, but you all should learn that my name, along with the names of others, can carry great power,"

"You're starting to sound like that one person from Harry Potter. Fear of the name increases fear of the thing itself," a child mocked.

"Perhaps, while that may be true, using my name is for a different purpose, to drag my attention to you and your situation. I may not always be able to interfere like I am now, which is why I gave you a title. So, if you don't want to draw my attention, you won't have to," I responded, opening up more of the cages and getting a grander following of children as I moved about freeing them. 

Finally, walking up to Kira's cage in the back. "You have yet to answer me, protector," she stated, emphasizing my title. 

"I suppose if you really wish to know what my mother named me, I can give that to you if you all so wish," I stated, unlocking Kira's cage.

"Yes," many of the children shouted.

"Well, my mother named me Perseus. However, I go by Percy," I told the children. "As for you, Kira, I imagine you would like to see Satine again?"

"Where is she?"

"She is safe," I answered as realization dawned on her face. 

"I never told you my name. How do you..."

"Like I said,  using my name garners my attention. Plus, Satine told me." I answered. However, this left Kira with a confused look on her face. "Now, children," I said, gathering their attention. "Upstairs, there are many people I call friends. They await with cloaks as this operation was not fully premeditated but done on a quick whim. Please do not attack them, and wrap yourselves in the offered cloak as it is a bit cold tonight, and I do not want any of you getting ill from the weather." The children nodded as they began going upstairs, bar Kira. 

"Where's my sister?" she asked again. 

"Is knowing that she is safe not enough?" I asked.

She shook her head no, causing me to sigh. "She is currently at my residency with at least one of my wives, perhaps two of them."

"Wives?"

"I was raised differently from most of the current age. I was raised not believing in monogamy, meaning that marriage is between two individuals. As such, I have fallen in love with three women and married each."

"Did they choose to marry you?" Kira asked, looking at me skeptically. 

"That is a tricky question, which shall be fully answered later. However, I did not force any of them to enter into a relationship with myself," I answered as I really didn't know how to explain to Kira that the fates practically told the four of us (Annabeth, Thalia, Reyna, and I) that we were married following our ascension. 

"Where will we go?" Kira asked. 

"My friends upstairs run a summer camp of sorts; most will end up there. However, I have a different offer for you. While my wife upstairs would wish for you, like Satine, that we adopt you as our child, I sense that a differing path might be better for you, as I sense you've been here the longest and have seen many others come and go." Kira nodded sadly, gathering her knees to her chest. 

"If you wish, I can take you to a minorly forgotten group of girls with backgrounds similar to yours. They are my sisters and the woman I call mom."

"the one who named you?"

"No," I answered a bit sadly myself. "The one who adopted me while I was but a newborn baby as my mother who named me was killed. She has taken in many young girls over the millennia and has offered a home to each child I have brought to her."

"Is she nice?"

"Depends," I answered truthfully. "She can be strict at times, but she is also very caring to those under her care."

"Can I meet Satine first?" Kira asked. 

"You can meet Satine there," I replied.

"How? Isn't she at your home?"

"The how isn't important, and yes, but she can be at my mom's if you wish. I still have to break the news to her that she's a grandmother now."

"Ok, can you make sure she's there?"

I nodded, taking Kira's hand and heading up the stairs.

Line Break: *Thinking about the song Sixteen Tons*

"Kira," Reyna said as we got up to the main level. "I was beginning to think..."

"Reyna, dear," I said calmly.

"Oh, sorry," Reyna replied, taking her cloak off and wrapping it around Kira, realizing the rags Kira was using to cover herself barely covered anything. "So Kira," Reyna started. 

"Reyna, I am offering her a place with the hunt first," I told her in Latin, causing some legionnaires who overheard instantly to cover their privates.

Time Skip: I'm sorry for introducing Bonus to inappropriate songs for his age. Please forgive me.
Me: No

Kira's POV:

While I don't know who these people are, at least they aren't talking about fucking me or breaking me. The male, Perseus or Percy or whatever the fuck his name is, seems nice at least and tells me my little sister Satine is safe with a wife or two of his...which is really the only thing I don't like about him so far. Is one wife not enough?

The main woman I spoke to, another of his wives that I didn't get the name of, wanted to adopt me like they did with my little sister. Though the Percy dude said there should be an alternate path that I should get offered first, bleh bleh bleh others with histories similar to myself bleh bleh bleh, and now I am suddenly somewhere else.

"What was that?" I asked.

"In simple terms, teleportation," Percy answered. 

I looked around, noting we were somewhere with a green lawn with not a lot of trees and two people hanging on crosses. 

"I figured you'd like to see this first...it also gives Satine some time to reach my mom's," Percy answered.

I took deeper notice of the two people on the cross and saw what looked like ancient writing. Then I noticed it was my parents on the two crosses. Well...my sperm and egg donor...I think they gave up on being my parents once they started taking drugs and sold me. "What does it say?"

"Sic Semper Malevola Parentes," Percy said, "in English, thus always to malevolent parents."

I stayed there for a moment, looking at their pained faces, which were unable to observe me as their eyes were shut in pain. "Why? Won't the police just take them down and rescue them?" 

"Why? Well, that's a question for Reyna as she ordered this before I could find them and feed them to my woodchipper," Percy said, shocking me a little bit, but now I am guessing what the sounds of pained screams were coming from the four earlier came from. "As for the Police, look around."

I looked around again, noticing that the police were being held back by what looked like an ancient army and that the news cameras behind them were doing their best to get video feed of what was happening. 

"Won't they see us?"

"No, we are covered by some magic. So tell me, Kira, are you ready to see Satine again?"

I nodded, and then my vision faded for a second before I was in a new place again, this time surrounded by silver tents in what looked like the deep wilderness of one of the Queen's forests.

"Where are we?"

"At my mom's campsite for the time being," Percy answered. "Though I believe this is Roosevelt National Forest."

"So, we're in the United States?"

"You have been for a while, I suspect," Percy supplied.

"PERCY," a bunch of young girls, no older than 10, screamed and charged at him.

Percy knelt, letting them tackle him in a hug. "Little sisters," he spoke, "What has mom told you about tackling me?"

"Not to because you're too tall, and we might hurt ourselves if we succeed in tackling you," they answered, though I think they were trying not to sound guilty for endangering themselves, according to their mom. 

"Well then...it's a good thing mom didn't notice then, isn't it?" Percy whispered. 

"KIRA," I heard just before I, myself, was tackled to the ground. 

"Satine?"

Satine nodded, burying her face into me. "Mama Annabeth said we'd meet you here, and here you are."

I tentatively wrapped my arms around my sister, not trusting words to come to my mouth. 

"I see my son brings a possible new recruit," I heard a lady's voice speak. "And he also lets his little sisters tackle him again."

I couldn't see him, but I could tell Percy was trying to be a turtle at the woman's voice. "Ahhh, Annabeth, how are you, dear?" I heard the woman ask.

"Adjusting to parenthood earlier than expected," another woman's voice spoke. " Satine sweetie, why don't we let your sister hear her employment offer and we can wait here for her decision."

"Ok, mama Annabeth," and Satine separated herself from me. 

"Kira, isn't it," the woman's voice from earlier spoke, though now I could see her. She didn't look that much older than Percy, but she had these piercing silver eyes as if they held the moon's reflective light and rich flowing Aubrurn hair. "Come with me, please," she said, opening up one of the Silver tents. 

I hesitantly followed her into the tent. My gut instinct told me I could trust her, but my brain told me to go to Percy and Satine. 

"I see my son didn't explain anything to you," She deadpanned. 

"he only took me to see the fate of my parents," I answered, "and said that he'd take me to you before he allows me to be adopted by his house. 

The Lady sighed before going into a deep explanation of Greco-Roman myth, how the gods still existed, and gave me a brief history of her own son via adoption and what the hunt is.

"So why does he not want to adopt me like Satine?" I asked.

"Simply, My son is worried," Lady Artemis answered. "Satine is the first child he has adopted, and he is worried about one of his domains, and if she would be immune to it or not...at the time, he didn't consider it, but as of recent, he's nervous about his impulsive decision to adopt her as well."

"What's his domain?"

"The one he is worried about is Harems," Lady Artemis said. "Perhaps later, when they find out if she is, in fact, immune to that domain, they will adopt you, but until then, he is nervous and does not want to risk it."

"What if she is not immune?" I asked, suddenly worried for Satine.

"We do not know, but if she is not immune, as she grows older, she will likely be more and more reluctant to leave their house and would want their approval more and more."

"Follow up Question. What is Harem?"

Lady Artemis answered my question, and it was not an answer that I neither liked nor was old enough to be told.

"So, will you join the hunt, Kira?" Lady Artemis asked.

I thought about it technically: Percy would be my brother, and he wouldn't be around enough for his Harem domain to affect me, nor would his wives be around too often for the residual of his domains to affect me. I'd get to hunt greco-roman monsters with a bunch of other girls and have a family free of romantic love and of vile people wishing to defile children.

"I accept, milady," I answered. 

BONUS: And I'll be lucky if I ever find. A somethin' more than just a crazy night. I just wanna loooooo..... AHHHHHH, FRENS *hides behind 14* I wasn't expecting you since I took over titles. 

Annabeth's POV:

After we returned home and put Satine in bed, I called a small family meeting. 

"Yes, Annabeth," Reyna said formally. 

"I've been thinking. Since the three of us are with child, along with adopting Satine recently," I began. 

"What about Annie?" Thalia asked. I rolled my eyes at Thalia's interruption but leave it to the goddess of impatience to interrupt.

"We all know the importance of demigods. Yes?" I asked, receiving nods from my sister-wives, and husband. 

"Well, given Percy's domain of Harems, I think there might be a way for all of us to have demigods without violating our marriage as deemed by the fates."

"How so?" Reyna asked while Percy looked a mixture between horrified and confused.

"well, given Percy's domain, if we take a mortal into the harem, under let us say, conditions to bear each of us at least one demigod, we would each be able to have a demigod to the same woman, and if she, the mortal, so wishes, we can have multiple demigods via her, and given that she would be part of the harem, we would be able to offer her and the children protections other gods would not be able to do for their demigods."

"So basically, you want Reyna, myself, and you to find mortal women to join our husband's harem as a mortal and agree to bear each of the four of us a child so that we can have demigods." Thalia simplified. 

"Yes," I answered. "Plus, I think we would at least guarantee that Percy's harem domain wouldn't affect the children this way then, whereas, with Satine, we have to wait and find out."

"What about claiming the children?" Percy asked.

"We will claim them as a house rather than individually, and then when in the privacy of our cabin, we would individually claim them," I answered. Claiming them as a house would be less scandalous than us individually claiming them openly.

Poll: Alright, you sick fucks...I'll let you have input into whether or not Satine is affected by Percy's Harem domain?

Yes (Direct effect)

Yes (Via Annabeth's family domain)

No 

Bonus: 14, Who's that?
Me:  That is Poll. Poll gets the opinion of our readers for us and allows us to get input from them on the story when it remains partially unwritten. *whispering* You should stay away from Poll, lil dude. You don't want one of those being made about you.