~~~Up on Olympus right before Percy saw Annabeth with Nathan~~~

The Olympians were having a council meeting just to catch up on any recent events and fix any lasting war damage. Discussion topics such as natural disasters that annoyed some gods while helped other gods, jobs of the minor gods, and the usual bickering of the gods also occurred. However, they soon came to the topic of their children's camp which in turn led to the topic of a certain demigod named Percy Jackson.

Ares spoke in an enraged tone, "I can't believe that bastard Percy would ruin my bike! It took me a whole week to fix it!" Ares sat on his throne fuming while the other gods gave Ares a look that said, 'You too?' While Hestia, who was sitting at the hearth, wore a confused expression and wondered as to why they were talking about the Hero of Olympus with such distaste and malice.

Each god described what Percy did to them and Hestia was most surprised when she heard Poseidon say he disowned him with the other gods nodding their heads and saying it was a wise choice. She looked around and it seemed that the only other god in the same boat as her was Hades. Though he was too busy in his thoughts and looking at the other gods to make eye contact with her. Hestia was struck speechless and couldn't understand why the gods would believe Percy, one of the kindest demigods ever known, would ever utterly disrespect them like that. She could not possibly see Percy doing those things. The only solution she could come up with was that someone must be influencing their decisions which in turn worried her of someone had the power to accomplish this.

She abruptly stood up from her hearth and walked to the center of the throne room to the surprise of the bickering gods. She straightened her posture and looked in the eyes of every god and said four words that utterly stunned the Olympians into silence, "You are all fools." Every god sat, except Hestia because she was standing, there in silence, shocked with her words.

However, they were all knocked out of their silence when Aphrodite doubled over and fell out of her throne. Apollo was quick to action and flashed by her side to see what was wrong. He quickly covered her with his aura but didn't feel any internal or external injuries, however, he could tell her godly aura was erratic and what seemed like ... broken.

Aphrodite couldn't hold back the tears and started crying which greatly worried the gods. Zeus flashed by her and said, "What is wrong?" in such a worried voice that surprised the other gods in the room. Zeus never really showed that kind of emotion to the other gods but a man can change, right?

She replied through choked sobs, "A ... great love ... was just ... broken. ... A love ... that could outlast time ... just broke." The Olympians were now curious about who this was, but before they could ask her, she flashed out leaving only the smell of overdue perfume behind.

After getting over their shock, they found their way back to the thrones and confronted the problem before Aphrodite had a mental breakdown. Poseidon spoke, "What do you mean, Hestia?" Hestia looked outraged which made a couple of gods shiver in fear and all of them to pale a good bit.

"What do I mean!?!" She looked at all the gods individually. "I mean think about what you are saying! How could Percy possibly commit these crimes?" At the mention of his name the gods got a disgusted look on their face. Zeus spoke first, "That bastard has decided he is all high and mighty and can get away with anything he wants. You heard our reasons and we saw this with our own eyes."

Hestia didn't calm down one bit, "Just because your eyes see something doesn't mean it's true! Does this sound like anything Percy would do? He is the most kind and gentle man I have ever met. While he can be a little disrespectful, he would never treat the gods with this much disrespect and you should know that." The gods now had thoughtful faces before semi-admitting that it wasn't something Percy would normally do.

Zeus, who still wholeheartedly believed Percy was guilty, said, "No being is powerful enough deceive our own eyes and we would have been able to sense if it wasn't Percy." Hestia had had enough. She bid her farewell with a bow to Zeus saying she was sorry for interrupting their meeting, even though they all knew she wasn't, and flashed out. She left most of the gods doubting what they saw but they couldn't bring themselves to agree with Hestia for fear of what they had done.

~~~Back at camp~~~

After Percy woke up from falling asleep on his floor, he knew there was nothing left for him at camp. He somberly packed his belongings he had which included a change of clothes, ambrosia, nectar, and some other necessities. He was about to walk out of the door when a last thought popped up and he decided to return something that was given to him. He didn't know if it would work but he would try.

He took Riptide out of his pocket, letting it roll around in the palm of his hand. He reminisced about all the times the pen/sword came in handy and how many adventures he used it on. It had always been with him from the start and saved his life many times. Because it held too many memories, he wanted to leave it behind and just start over with a clean slate. He didn't want to give it back to his former father but he also didn't want to take it with him which would remind him of his time at camp.

"I, Perseus Jackson, relieve my ownership of this weapon and wish it to return to its original owner." With that, the now glowing pen transformed into a hairclip and disappeared out of his hand. He slung his bag over his shoulder hoping it worked and walked out of the door.

He was thankful that it was before sunrise around 4:00 am so he wouldn't run into any campers. He looked up to the stars and stood transfixed at the beauty in the sky. Everything looked the same as it was before except for the Huntress. The stars were shining brighter than any other and now had a silver tint to them making it stand out even more from the other stars. Percy was relieved that it worked. Hopefully this could be a start to a good day even if he was leaving camp.

He quickly and quietly got a sword out of the armory checking the weight and length of each one until he found a thin but sturdy one that balanced the best. After strapping it on his side, he walked up the hill where Peleus guarded the Golden Fleece. The dragon raised his head as Percy approached but knew he wasn't going for the fleece so he rested his head back on his legs.

Percy walked over to the dragon and ran his fingers along the side of its head. "Guard the camp for me Peleus." He huffed out a snort of smoke as an answer and Percy took it as a yes. He looked back over his old home. He saw the cabins off to the side and remembered when he first got here with only 12 cabins. Now, there were many, many more.

He saw the big house still the same as ever and the memories of all the times he visited bombarded his head. The oracle in the roof, his couple of visits with some of his many injuries, the meetings around the ping pong table, first time meeting Chiron and ... Annabeth. Some tears started flowing down his face but he quickly wiped them away. She made her decision to leave him and he wasn't going to cry about it. She would regret leaving him when she found that there would never be anyone that loved her like he did. He looked back over the camp and knew he would miss the good times he had here but knew he was no longer welcome.

He also looked over towards the gate connecting them to the Roman camp and felt a small pang enter his chest. He hadn't talk to many of his friends on that side and he really didn't want to have to hear any more derogatory comments. He didn't think he could take them. He also couldn't visit them or even meet with some because Percy knew the campers at Camp Half-Blood could find him through them. He felt saddened for leaving them but to him this was the best option.

He walked through the forest for a couple of minutes heading to New York when flames erupted before him leaving one of the two gods who hadn't betrayed him. His eyes instantly became blurry with unshed tears knowing what was about to happen but was surprised when Hestia said, "Do not cry hero."

Percy's head shot up and looked on in hope that she wasn't here to yell at him for who knows what. She continued, "I know you didn't commit these crimes because it is something you are incapable of. The Olympians are blind to not the see this." She added the last part with a little bit of disgust which surprised Percy. He never thought Hestia was capable of using that tone.

What happened next surprised both of them. Percy didn't know what came over him but he knew he needed some form of comfort and he hugged Hestia with everything he had left. She was one of the few he had left and he couldn't let her go.

Hestia, at first, was surprised by the hug filled with so much emotion but quickly hugged back to Percy's relief. Hestia had never felt this feeling before. She was always warm but there was a new warmth slowly spreading through her. She looked down at the sobbing demigod and she knew what she felt.

She started stroking his hair saying it would be okay and hummed a soft tune. After a couple of minutes, he pulled back and half-heartedly apologized. Hestia just smiled and gently said, "Percy, look at me." He looked up at her with broken eyes that Hestia was not prepared for. She saw the pain that had been inflicted on him the past several months and it hurt her just thinking about it.

She remembered when his eyes were full of life, giving hope to anybody who needed some. All they had to do was look to Percy and he would comfort and inspire them to do their best, to believe in themselves. She knew what she had to do and was hoping beyond hope he would accept. "Percy ... I know you have been through much. And I know this is asking much of you ... but ... would you allow me to adopt you?" There was silence as Percy digested this request.

Hestia was a little afraid of his answer but that thought instantly flew out the window when Percy threw himself at her with another hug bursting into tears again. She again started stroking his hair letting him release his pent up emotion.

Percy looked into Hestia's warm, caring eyes and said filled with emotion, "I would love to be your son, mom." He gave her another big hug and she felt Percy start to warm and glow a little orange. But what caught her attention was that the new orange aura started to swirl and intertwine in a sea green aura that she recognized from the ceremony. It was the most beautiful and mesmerizing sight she had ever seen.

However, as soon as she saw it, it disappeared, leaving her wishing she could still watch it for a while longer. She knew Percy was still meant for great things and he would still accomplish much in his life. He had a tough life ahead of him and she needed to be there for him whenever she could.

"Percy, know this. I will always love you. No matter what people say about you or what I may think I see you do. I will trust you and love you with all my heart and no one will convince me otherwise." Percy smiled a genuine smile that hadn't been seen on his face since he started to notice the hatred amongst the campers. This smile made Hestia's heart warm and skip a beat at the beauty of it.

She had never known what it was like to love someone with all her heart. Don't get her wrong, she loved her family, but Percy just gave her a different feeling she had never felt before. Someone to call hers, someone to give her life for, someone who would do the same for her.

They both smiled at each other and Hestia said, "Live on for those you care about. Make a new name for yourself. Be my champion and wreak havoc on your enemies. And know you will always have a home at the hearth." With one last loving look, she 'flamed' out.

Percy now had renewed determination to fight. Hewould fight for his loving mother and would live on like she said. He wouldfind a new purpose and make her the proudest mother in the world. He wouldtrain long and hard to be the best he could be, to be able to defeat anyone whodared threatened anybody he cared about43,"еѶ�b�