What if I say I'm not like the others?

Percy's powers were flaring once again, and this time he was hearing the things that he heard when he first became a God, when he was first introduced to these incredible magnitudes of power. All he could hear was a random mortal's music, and it was blaring through his head. Thankfully the music wasn't terrible. He focused for a second before it came to him, the Foo Fighters, whoever they were.

What if I say that I'm not just another one?

It wouldn't stop, and the worst part was that when Gods had headaches it either meant that there was a terrible stupid reason behind it, I.E. Percy not being able to hold himself above the mortal realm, or in Zeus' case, a brain child being born.

"What shall we do about the hunt? I must return to them soon either way." Artemis sighed. Percy thought about this for a moment.

"Well I-" Percy was cut shot, or rather his voice was cut short as he disappeared from sight.

"Percy?" Artemis looked around in confusion. Where did he go now?

'I'm fine, but... back on Earth. I think I'm heading towards the Greek camps. Can't be sure, Kronos has somehow gained my attention. I'll see you later.' He responded, his calming voice coming through straight into her head. She merely nodded, knowing that he'd understand.

"So... The hunters." Artemis told herself before deciding that nothing would be solved by sitting around thinking about it. She organized herself and flashed into the heated streets of her kingdom below. The child of Hephaestus would have loved it here, Valdez, that was the one. The heated streets was actually a stretch of the city in which only blacksmiths resided. They played their crafts from the first break of day well on into the night. They kept the people supplied with weaponry and armaments.

"Wayland? Are you here Wayland?" Artemis asked quickly as she strode through the huge building at the heart of the heated streets. A tall man with bulking muscles much like Hephaestus appeared out of a back room. Billowing steam followed him quickly. Wayland was the Norse God of the forges, he had co-operated with Hephaestus to create Artemis a suit of armour. The idea came from when Chaos had asked them to create one for Perseus, only this time Chaos wasn't involved.

Wayland nodded with a polite smile before turning back to something that wasn't very fitting for a Viking forgery. A mac sat on an old wooden desk in the corner. On it was some sort of design program.

He noticed Artemis giving it a weary eye and chuckled. "It does not sit there on a normal day milady. It is merely for when women come to get sized for armor. There is a scanner built into the top. The moment you enter, it gathers your measurements, and I create the armor. Hephaestus has already told me what needs to be done however and took the liberty of shaping the suit for me. I have incorporated the best of each of your cultures into it." He smiled before pulling on a rope that lifted high into the shadowed ceiling. A moment later a suit of impeccable silver armor slowly dropped down.

"That is incredible." She whispered, her breath caught at the beauty of the creation before her.

"Isn't it just? Unlike lord Perseus, yours will change according to what age you wish to appear as. In your Olympian form, it will grow to whatever size you wish. In your Asgardian form it will do the same. In your mortal form, it will attempt to accustom itself but it's limited to what it can do." Wayland told her with a slight jolt of sadness hidden within his voice.

The armour itself was much like her own, but she could immediately tell that it was lighter and tougher. Every inch of the silver was inscribed with a part of her aspects. The right shoulder and a strip along the ribs were adorned with pieces about her Greek aspect, the left was much the same except it was meant for Diana. The center piece was a greatly detailed piece about her rule over Asgard, and what was highly expected for her to become the Norse aspect.

"Thank you Wayland, it is beautiful." She nodded before it vanished, she had sent it to her room in the tower. "I must be going however, there is much to do, the integration of our kingdoms was not seamless by any means. Thank you." She bowed to the God of the forges before leaving.

"Give my regards to Hephaestus milady." He called out to her. She waved back in response. She would if she crossed paths with him any time soon, but she knew that the chances of the two forge Gods meeting in a regular circumstance were slim to none.

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Percy fell into reality miles above ground. Whatever was going on below them was strange to say the least. It looked like Kronos had for whatever reason, appeared inside the Greek camp. It then occurred to Percy that once he had sworn an oath on the Styx, allying himself with the Gods, that the barrier around the camp would not affect him. This was sure to start a fearsome argument.

He plummeted towards the ground, he tried to pull his wings into reality but almost shed a tear when he found himself lacking wings permanently. The surge had forced him to start as a mortal and work his way up when he was comatose. He supposedly came out better than before but still could not control the vast majority of his power. Save for literally two things, he could teleport, and he could now fly like superman, which caused a trail of pure obsidian black smoke to follow him.

He was wearing shin high leather boots that looked good considering the fact that he was also wearing leather trousers to match. A crisp white shirt had been his choice of top for that day as well, but rolled up at the elbows. He almost looked like a pirate, a Godly chaotic pirate.

He was still slowly falling towards the camp, he'd have to change that. With a forward thrust his lower half was engulfed in that very same pure black smoke as he rocketed straight towards the camp.

"What the hell?" Luke looked up and shielded his eyes against Apollo so that he could get a better view of what was hurtling towards them. Like they didn't have enough problems. The campers who hadn't been part of the Seven, didn't believe that Kronos was NOT trying to destroy absolutely everything. It was bad enough that he'd effortlessly waltzed straight through the camp borders. His actions alone were not provocative, neither were his words. Even Chiron had been sent word of the unfolding events on Olympus.

Will Solace was bravely holding a nocked arrow mere inches away from the Titan lord's face. "Look son of Apollo, I came with no army, and by the ancient laws I cannot attack you unless attacked first. What would I gain from walking straight into a demi God camp if I wanted to kill you all?" Kronos asked wearily. Will was still having none of it.

"Luke defeated you once, he can do it again." Will spat. Just then the other campers seemed to have noticed the black meteor that was soon to be crashing on their location. Just before it took a chunk out of the earth, the air displaced and the black smoke billowed outwards in every direction. When it cleared, there stood the King of Asgard, or so they thought.

"Sup?" The figure asked, seated on a diamond horse that seemed be alive. The horse neighed as if horrified by the fleshy things around it. It was then that Annabeth noticed a purple streak in the God's hair.

"That isn't Percy, it's his Greek aspect." Annabeth whispered to Luke who seemed to nod in agreement.

The horse didn't like all of these people, OR being summoned randomly to another realm, it's actually quite nauseating.

"Easy Butt Stallion." Armageddon patted the rough diamond mane and the horse complied.

"Butt Stallion?" Luke asked before hunching over and cracking up with laughter.

"What?" Armageddon asked as Kronos raised an eyebrow.

"You're an idiot. Is the King coming?" Kronos looked around.

"I'm here." Percy said, the purple light faded and so did the streak in his hair. His eye flashed like lightning before turning sea green. A number of the female campers were suddenly weak at the knees.

"You have permanently fused? You could have achieved so much as separate beings, but I suppose one of Chaos' creations fused with your darker personality could only have ended badly." Kronos admitted. Only the Gods, the titan and Chiron understood what was being said by now.

"We're also complete again, I cannot have continued to go around like that. I was separating two pieces of a puzzle. It's better this way, trust me. So, you called? What are we doing here Kronos? And has Artemis' cabin been remastered? I'm sure that-" Percy was about to continue, but to his utmost surprise, a silver armored feminine figure appeared a second later with a hand clasped firmly over his mouth.

"They don't know yet." Artemis whispered dangerously.

"Lady Artemis!" The female campers and Chiron all kneeled. The boys reluctantly bowed, holding themselves in hopes of safety. A moment passed where the two most powerful beings seemed to just challenge each other.

"Can we tell them, or nah?"

"You wish to tell them? It hasn't even happened yet. Only the hunt, Olympus and Othrys know." Artemis explained almost silently. To anyone else it just looked like there was one hell of a fight about to happen.

"You say that like it's a small group of people." Percy chuckled.

"Fine, do what you will." She was about to flash away, and she would have succeeded but somehow Percy felt her Godly essence dispersing to another location, and before she could achieve it he pulled her back. Funnily enough she reappear with his hand around her waist.

There were hushed gasps everywhere. "Well, gotta tell them now." Percy grinned. Artemis thumped his chest, hard.

"Don't worry people, I'm not dead yet because in actual fact, the two of us are about to get married." He told them. A number of people fainted. To which Kronos laughed heartily at. Armageddon made an appeared solely to laugh as well.

"Hmm, not quite how I'd planned it but whatever. Listen up because I'm only saying this once. A lot has transpired. I was thrown into Tartarus for two years, with the help of Kronos I escaped. Kronos is now an ally to Olympus and we've been tasked with freeing the titans who will swear to aid Olympus and not betray it. What else? Oh yeah, I asked Artemis to marry me, I was crowned the king of Asgard, she's now a Queen and I think that about covers it." Percy grinned. Artemis sighed and face palmed at the stupidity of her fiancé.

"You forgot the part where I turned into a total badass and held off like a bazillion warriors." Armageddon interrupted.

"Until Artemis beat you single handed." Percy responded. Armageddon was silenced and hopefully humbled by that. People were still slack jawed and nobody could say anything.

"Percy, there's one more thing that I think they need to know." Artemis told him quietly.

"Hmm?"

"Have you seen your weapons recently?"