The Thirteenth Olympian (Remake)

"I have always loved you, Luke."

Annabeth was crying as she said the words to Luke, who was dying after stabbing himself in his Achilles heel. It was the end of the Second Titan War. Those words made me feel as if I was bathing in the Styx again.

I was heartbroken. Annabeth had stolen my heart, and returned it in pieces. All those years we spent together meant nothing to her. Even if she loved me, I could never be Luke.

Fine then, I thought. I don't wanna be Luke. I don't wanna be anything to Annabeth.

"Perseus Jackson, for your deeds, we shall offer you one wish, although we know it will be for immoratility. Do you accept?"

Zeus's thundering voice jarred me from my thoughts. Without a second of hesitation, "I accept, Lord Zeus."
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That was a week ago. I was now the God of Time and Earth, the two aspects of the gods' most powerful enemies. I also retained my sea powers after the transformation. I felt more powerful than ever. Energy constantly flowed through my veins, now filled with golden ichor, and becoming a god had physically changed me. I got taller, more muscular, but I didn't seem to get any smarter. Oh well.

I didn't have a care in the world as I strolled around the woods, patrolling my domain. That was until an arrow buried itself in my throat.

It was Thalia. "Lady Artemis gave us orders to shoot you on sight. Sorry 'bout that."

I pulled the arrow out, feeling the wound close very quickly. I waved my hand at her, to show it was fine since my voice hadn't come back just yet. I handed her the arrow as she jumped down next to me.

We bumped fists, and I motioned for her to walk with me.

When my voice finally came back, I said, "Is this how you greet all of your old friends?"

She glared daggers at me. She opened her mouth to say something, when we were interrupted by a shrill shriek from nearby.

We took off, and came upon a semi-disturbing scene. A young girl, possibly sixteen, was surrounded by dudes who looked very angry, and were having a hard time standing. They were definitely drunk, and the whole lot of 'em was out of breath.

"Hey! What's going on here?" I slid down the hill into the clearing.

"None of yo damn bidness. Now beat it, punk," the largest of the three said. Although, he wasn't very large, about 5'9. He seemed to be so drunk it took him a minute to process what he saw. I towered over everyone present, and my shirt clung to my body, showing of my ripped body.

My physical stature didn't deter these drunkards from trying to attack me. One of them took one step and fell over. One was dropped kicked by Thalia, who came flying out of nowhere. The third, I punched square in the jaw. There was an audible crack and man's head snapped sideways. His neck would be broken had I applied any more force.

"Are you okay?" Thalia asked the girl as she helped her up. The girl nodded, seeming a bit too shocked to say anything. She snapped out of it when she noticed both of us staring at her.

"Um, thanks! I'm Claire Lucien. How did you guys take them out so easily?" said Claire.

I noticed a hulking shadow behind me. I quickly turned, ready to fight. It was a Laistrygonian, that had somehow snuck up behind us. I hadn't even pulled my weapon out when it disintegrated. Thaloa had put an arrow into it.

I looked back at Claire. She seemed horrified. I realized that she was a clear sighted mortal, since I sensed no godly blood in her.

She was very attractive. Slightly tanned skin, long dark hair, a gorgeous, sculpted face. And her eyes. They were a beautiful jade green, with little flecks of gold mixed in. They were eyes that could stare into your soul, and you wouldn't care.

I felt compelled to tell her about me, and Thalia, and everything else. So I did. Claire was an excellent listener. When I was done, she seemed amazed, but also relieved.

"I knew the gods existed! I just needed confirmation," she said. She was rather strange. Just I was gonna ask Claire what she was doing out here in the woods, Artemis flashed in.

And boy, did she look pissed!

Notes

A bit of a slow start. Oh well