powerful percy jackson

Athena’s eyes flash and glow, and she raises her hands. Annabeth closes her eyes, and everything in the air sizzles to a stop. There is a faint sea breeze, and then a familiar presence at her side. “It would be unwise of you to hurt her.” She opens her eyes to her boyfriend’s dad standing behind her, his eyes intent on her mother, who looks like she’s about to blow her top. Annabeth doesn’t breathe, doesn’t look away from Athena, but she takes several quick steps back to stand at Poseidon’s side. It’s not conscious; it’s a move based purely on self-preservation. Still, Annabeth is aware that every step she takes into the sea increases her mother’s ire and decreases the likelihood that Annabeth will ever be forgiven. - aka: Poseidon wants Percy to ascend. He'd like it even better if Percy chose to ascend. And if the best reason to become a god is for love, it doesn't take Poseidon long to realize that he doesn't have to look any further than Annabeth Chase. Meanwhile, while Annabeth is balancing PTSD, protecting Percy, and being a good daughter of a goddess who doesn't seem to care, she now has to figure out why she is on Poseidon's radar.

Harry Potter is forced to leave Percy Jackson in the hands of the Dark Lord and his followers. When Harry finds him again, his friend is almost unrecognizable. - “You don't have to come back.” Harry’s going off-script, he knows he is, but he can’t help it. He needs to offer his friend a way out. “I’d understand. I— I could help you run off. Find you someplace where no wixen will ever see you again.” But Harry’s offer doesn’t even seem to tempt him. “Nah.” Percy smiles, but its easiness doesn’t come as naturally as it did before. “‘Course I’m coming to help. Couldn’t leave you to fight this on your own. Not even if I wanted to.” There’s a pause and then Harry hears him whisper something under his breath. “Just because I don’t like being a weapon doesn’t mean I won’t do it.” Harry hates himself for feeling relieved.

New Rome is a relatively small city and rumors travel fast. Especially those about a certain raven haired, demigod son of Poseidon.Most people agree they can’t all be true… right? RIGHT? OR 5 times New Rome residents learn that the rumors about Percy Jackson are true, and 1 time he tells them the real story.

Perseus Jackson, the eighteen year old son of Zeus, appears with a sword in his gut, bleeding red and gold. Nobody knows what to make of him, especially not his counterpart, Percy, the twelve year old son of Poseidon. Things are different in this universe. Very different. Not that Perseus would be disclosing how, that might mess up the timeline. The flap of a butterfly's wing can cause a hurricane. If only they would slow their flapping so that Perseus could figure out what destroyed his world.

Percy sighed, as he sat at the dock, and didn't even react, as the goddess sat beside him.After all. Even after a war, he wasn't with anyone. He's always alone, isn't he? Only the gods, cared. Or:AU where the Sea Fam decided to be more active, and Annabeth didn't just latch onto Percy the second Luke died. Sorry, I like the ship, just not how fast it was, after a death, and war.

“Interesting, interesting. Brave enough to be in Gryffindor, loyal enough to make Helga proud and cunning enough to be a wonderful addition for Slytherin. Where should you go?” “Ravenclaw.” ~ Alternatively how Percy’s sorting goes cause he’s a menace and refuses to make things easy