DISCLAIMER- I do not own Percy Jackson or any other franchise and story I may steal- I mean borrow intellectual property from. and I most definitely do not own the cover photo

Percy is given the gift of the Gamer turning his life into a video game with levels, dungeons and skill points. Now Percy, armed with this amazing ability, sets out to prove himself to the world of the gods and humans by becoming the best at he can be and fulfilling his destiny. And eventually maybe even find love.




Harem list:
Thalia Grace
Artemis



Please write down in the comment for who do you want in the harem. (Can be in any universe if I can write in the story.)

Adrian Wilder has spent most of his life reading in his room, but when he finally ventures out to go and get something to eat from the store across the road, He dies.

But imagine his surprise when he wakes up in his favourite book world with a system to help him.

This is his adventure of the Son of Apollo who wields a system

This is a story about Percy Jackson's twin Skylar Jackson and Dean Winchester

The only character that is mine is Skylar who is based off of Percy Jackson

2012

In the year 1978, Sally Jackson was born, and soon raised to be Echo's first and best friend. After 22 years, she meets Poseidon, and has a son, named Perseus. Sally, knowing of Echo's speciality, asks him to take care of Percy. And that is where they end up, today.

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"Jackson! Listen, you and goat-boy here need to act some-what normal. Meening, no more mess ups. Not shooting a bus. Not dropping the class off of a catwalk. Nothing." Echo explains.

"Yes Echo. You are coming on this trip, right?" Percy asks.

"Yup, just gotta run it past Mr. Brunner again." Echo sighs.

"Be nice to him! He a nice guy." Percy complains.

"If only you knew." Echo chuckles under his breath. "I'mma go talk to him."

Echo walks to the man who's obviously the teacher. "Heya horse-man."

"Echo, quit with that. Grover complains about your name for him as well, just so you know. But what?" He asks.

"Just letting you know, I'm coming with." Echo states, his attitude saying no arguments.

Mr. Brunner snaps and says something about Echo having to fill out paperwork, but he shoots back, "Nice try Chiron. The Mist don't work on me. Did Zeus never tell you about the baby who landed on Poseidon's lap back in '75?"

"Well then. Come along then. Why must you though, don't you have a class to teach?" Chiron asks.

"Sorry old horse, but I used the Mist to get another teacher to cover me." Echo chuckles.

"Still, why must you come?" Chiron asks.

"A fury." Echo calmly states.

"Who?" Chiron asks.

"Dodds." He says.

"Really? How do you know that?" Chiron asks.

"She keeps talking about her master. And I've payed attention to you and the Satyr." He chides.

They keep walking, Echo helping Chiron get his wheelchair onto the bus. After a half hour they get to the museum. Echo follows, a bit behind as he sees a brief memory flash in his mind. A fury attacking, and killing, him near a funeral pyre. He runs to catch up to the class, and stays closer to Percy. After they head outside, a young Nancy Bobofit irritates Jackson and he unintentionally drops Nancy into the fountain, behind him. Echo is next seen  talking to Chiron, and coaxing him to go inside after the fury and Percy.

"What ho Percy?!" Chiron yells, throwing a pen, that turns into a sword.

Percy notices Echo running by Chiron, and when he killed the fury and looks over, Echo just got to him.

"Percy are you alright?" Echo asks.

"Y-yeah, why?" Percy responds.

"Cause, that was no teacher." Echo breathes. His memory sharpening on the way he killed the fury last time. "I suddenly felt the urge to come back in, and dragged the old man in too. Sadly- wait, is that his pen?"

"Yeah? He tossed it to me?" Percy basically asks.

"Well, don't reference Dodds at all! Remember that Jackson." Echo commands.

When they went outside, Echo nudges Percy to Chiron. He walk over, and Chiron comments how Percy should bring his own pens.

He tries asking about Mrs. Dodds, but not even Grover would tell him anything... not to mention they called him crazy. But Grover wasn't good at hiding anything. Percy knew Grover was hiding something, but he didn't know what.

"Dude, there is no Mrs. Dodds." Grover groaned. He and Percy have been having this argument for the last three weeks.

"Even if there was a Mrs. Dodds, she doesn't teach here." Echo calmly states.

"I remember a Mrs. Dodds being the algebra teacher. She wore a leather jacket and she was ean enough to ride a Harley straight into your locker." Percy explained.

"I'm a teacher here,  and I've never met a teacher that matches that description.  I'm close,  but I won't just ride a Harley, I'd have a shotgun with me." Echo chuckles.

"You are not that bad." Percy coughs. "But say I'm imagining this,  the current algebra teacher is a lot nicer than Dodds,  and doesn't hate me. Explain why I got so many detentions on my record?" Percy growls,  not scaring Echo in the slightest.

"All the staff know that you're a troubled kid, I don't care for detentions 'cuz, well... I understand your issues in learning. I had friends with your issues." Echo explains.

"Really?" Percy asks. "How much trouble did they get into?"

"A lot. One blamed his nonexistent dad. Another his mom." Echo says, seemingly lost down the rabbit hole.

I never asked to be a warrior, a soldier, a mindless pawn in a game of chess. If you see yourself in my words, stop reading and burn the book. If you see this as fiction, as a made up story, I envy you. 

I'm Echo, son of Khaos and Thanatos. This meaning, I hold powers no primordial should! I am death and creation, power and void! I'm unlike any warrior before...

Clint Barton didn't expect visitors in Homestead. Especially teenagers stealing from him in the middle of the night. But when Clint confronts him and realizes he's not alone... well, what's he's supposed to do? The Avengers have everything, it seems, but a family man. Featuring fanboy Thor, Steve's overprotective nature, and twice the Jackson as you'd expect. (Percabeth later on.)

I just want to let you know that I have permission from the author LostHeroGuide

go check out the story on

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11493775/1/Heroes-and-Ghosts

I raced through the crowd to catch up with the goat boy, but almost as if I had been seeing things he vanished. I stood in place stunned at his disappearance when Hermione caught up.

"What was that about, Percy?

"I thought I'd seen Grover." I replied still looking around at the people in strange robes giving me weathering glances as if I was a nuisance.

"Who?" Hermione was looking around as well, even if she didn't know what he looked like.

"He is a satyr and my best friend."

Before we got more distracted, Hermione took my hand in her smaller one. Looking down at our linked hands she started to pull me away from the area.

"Percy" she said in a light tone. "I remember seeing the 'Faun's' in New Rome, and there are no creatures like that in the wizarding world. But... there are things in the magical world that can make you see things, things you long to see again." She spoke cautiously, as if she would startle me if she weren't careful. "For all we know what you've seen, was a spell that had gone awry. I'm sorry if we had more time I'd search with you, you know I would... but it might not be the best time." She gave me a sympathetic look. "How long has it been since you've seen Grover?"

"It's been a while. Grover is a searcher, he's been searching for years. I haven't seen or heard from him since the Titan war. I am worried about the little guy." But she was right. I longed to see him, and why would I think I'd seen him here of all places. Then I remembered "Hermione's prophesy. 
-An unknown daughter and a legacy of water,  
Will be lead to their slaughter
You will be betrayed by lover lost but in the end he'll pay the cost.
Should she die by celebration day, All is lost it's swam away-
The part that said "betrayal" No, Percy immediately denied his thoughts. Annabeth wouldn't, she has proven herself time after time. Then it has to be someone else. But he had gone down this road before. Trusting your friends is the only way to finish a mission.

"Percy?" Hermione said with a question in her voice.

He looked at her giving her silent consent to ask her questions.

"Are all demigods magic?"

He shook his head "At least not that I know of, there are some that do possess magic like abilities. The obvious ones being the Hecate children, but magic is the gods powers on a smaller scale. I'm not sure why Ollivander gave me this wand..." She was pondering again not letting him in on her musings. 

Percy looked into Hermione's calculating eyes how likely it would be to see a satyr here. She was trying to fit together the pieces that were alluding us thus far. Looking down at this girl the love I have for her surprised me even now, her brown hair was cut just above the shoulders, her natural curls lay down in a mass catching light, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Lastly best feature is her chocolate brown eyes, their deep intelligent pools reminded me of home. I didn't know anymore, how I could survive without her in my life. Regardless of which of the gods have plans for her, or even this prophecy that looms over our heads, none of it mattered. I am going to protect her now and always I decided.

"Hermione?" 

"Hmm?" She said eyes still searching for my friend.

"I love you." Startled for a second, our eyes caught each other's, she reached up to grasp my neck with her little hands. As our lips met she comforted my aching heart like nobody else has in a while. I wasn't over my love for Annabeth, I won't pretend what we had didn't mean something to me... but how it all went down in the end left a gaping hole inside. Hermione was the only balm to that wound, the only relief I'd ever received. We heard some cameras click in our direction in response to our kiss, but we didn't care.

"Well 'water boy' lets get you home, I'd like to see what else you can do with your wand."

"Which one" Percy asked wiggling his eyebrows.

She laughed but breathed in my ear "both..."

Hours later
"I'm sorry, but I don't feel comfortable discussing these matters with him" Ron interjected breaking the silence and sending a glare Percy's way.

 "Funny, I don't feel comfortable with you at this table, yet you don't see me acting in a childish manner." Hermione snapped dryly.
 
 "Order! I demand this bickering stop!" Sirius yelled banging his palm on the table giving us a icy glare.

 "Well then, what's your plan?" Ron's mocking voice called from across the table, Percy was getting sick of the constant banter this guy was throwing at him. It had been going on for a while and Harry had even stopped attempting to stop his out bursts.

 Percy exhaled before licking his dry lips, he looked up from the table at the people surrounding him waiting for an answer. "We prepare for all hell to break lose, and keep Hermione alive."

"That's not a plan!" Ron roared
"Who the bloody hell are you anyway!" Ron yelled, standing up. Over time Ron must have started seeing Percy as a threat, because he felt the guys anger at his every sentence.

 "Percy Jackson…" Percy looked at him bewildered "I think we've covered this" Percy sighed and addressed the group of wizards. "There isn't much else to do, everyone. We only know so much. So we will just need to keep Hermione safe and go to the ceremony. I really don't know what else to do."

"Great! So no plan and that's it?"

"No, we just need to cover our bases, and do the best we can." Hermione said putting a hand on Percy's shoulder. Greatefull for her support I traced my palm on her face. The loving moment was interrupted by Ron's chair grinding across the floor.

 "What's on your arm?" Ron interjected the couple. "A memory" Percy gave everyone a small smile before yawning obnoxiously. "Well, I don't know about everyone else in this room but it's been a long day." He backed out of the room slightly and turned on his heel disappearing into the dimly lit hallway. Holding Hermione's hand percy called back once more over his shoulder.
 "Night everyone"

Demi-dreams sneaked into his head as they always did, if you could call them dreams.

That night I was watching my first quest. Annabeth, Grover and I were on an AM track train heading for Los Angeles. Since we couldn't afford sleeper seats we sat in regular ones. This was when Annabeth first told me her dreams of what she wanted to be when she grew up.
"I want to do that," she sighed.
 "What?" I asked.
 "Build something like that. You ever see the Parthenon, Percy?"
 "Only in pictures."
 "Someday, I'm going to see it in person. I'm going to build the greatest monument to the gods, ever. Something that'll last a thousand years."
 I laughed. "You? An architect?"

 The images changed and I was on top of a sky scraper and Annabeth and Grover we're forced to leave in the elevator without me. Suddenly I was  standing off with a lady and her chihuahua .

The snake lady made a hissing noise that might've been laughter. "Be honored, Percy Jackson. Lord Zeus rarely allows me to test a hero with one of my brood. For I am the Mother of Monsters, the terrible Echidna!"
 I stared at her. All I could think to say was: "Isn't that a kind of anteater?"

I woke up quickly after that almost wanting to laugh at my twelve year old self. But thinking back on the dream... There was something there... What was it?


editor's note:
I just reread the first book of Percy Jackson.... Man did the movie suck compared to the book. If you haven't already read the book I honestly suggest it Rick Riordan has more skill with his world than anyone else. Hope you enjoy

I felt like shit. Even as the lecturer rambled on about the exciting world of Legal Concepts, my mind wandered elsewhere. All I could think about was a particular black haired guy. I idly wondered how Percy could even walk if he had a fractured spine. 
Part, admittedly a huge part, of me wanted to believe that the son of a bitch was lying to get attention, maybe even cover for the Immortals deciding he wasn't good enough to play for them anymore, but deep down, I knew it had to be the truth.
Even if it pained me to admit, Percy was amazing in tryouts. I had never seen anyone run like that before. That, unfortunately, meant that the Immortals wouldn't have just let him go, though, which kind of cemented his story. Well, that and the bruises on his back. 
If I closed my eyes, I could still see them. The patches of black and blue sprawled over his swollen lower back, the tears brimming around his eyes. Percy Jackson might have been a prick, but he was a damn honest prick.
I only noticed the class was over when the girl next to me accidentally bumped into me with her bag. She started to fuss around me, telling me how sorry she was, and I just waved her off with a smile. Honestly, I should have thanked her for bringing me back to reality. 
As I made my way to the cafeteria, my mind still wandered back to raven hair and green eyes filled with pain. Something about Percy still bothered me. The idiot seemed so happy, so himself, through the entire tryouts.
He joked, smiled, and teased just as he always had. How could he carry that much pain and still smile? Not just physical pain, either. I had caught a glimpse of just how broken he was when I looked into those tear-rimmed eyes. 
Percy Jackson was a husk full of emotion, just trying to get out. What scared me the most was how easy it seemed to be for him to hide his pain. It made me wonder whether Percy Jackson was just a natural liar, or if he had just had a lot of practice.
As we gathered for practice that afternoon, I faced a dilemma. How were things going to be between Percy and me? I felt a little awkward. I walked onto the field to find Percy joking around with Beck and the Stoll twins. 
At first, I was shocked that the two wide receivers didn't get first string. Sure, Coach had said that it wasn't final yet, and they could still play for spots, but those two were unbelievably good. They were fast, tricky, and unpredictable, which made the QB's job hell, but I really wouldn't have minded dealing with them. Besides, Percy seemed to be able to handle them as QB last year, so why shouldn't I be able to take them on? 
Speaking of the devil, I was still perplexed about how he could go on so casually with so much pain. I got this weird feeling I had trouble placing at first. Respect, maybe? This had me pretty much freaking out. I had never, in my life, thought I would feel anything but loathing for my rival, but here I was looking at the man with new eyes, searching for any telltale sign of pain without any success.
Coach Hedge worked us hard, very hard. I felt completely numb as I trudged into the locker room. Everyone was already there because Coach wanted a quick word about some play. However, I never expected the sight of about twenty half-naked guys freaking out to Green Day's Viva La Gloria, complete with Percy and Will standing on a bench, singing along in perfect pitch, mind you. The other guys were all banging on their lockers to the beat of the song. Bang-bang. Bang. Wait. Bang. Bang. Bang-bang. 
The sound was deafening, but also oddly comforting at the same time. It made you feel invincible. Suddenly the music cut off, and the whole locker room fell silent. Coach hedge was standing next to Jake Mason, the guy's phone, attached to some impressive looking speakers, in his hands.
"You may continue on your own time, cupcakes," he said, handing Jake's phone back. He then raised an eyebrow at Percy and Will, who were frozen on the bench. They both sprang to the floor like military soldiers. I was maybe even a little surprised they didn't salute him.
"Now, after today's practice, I can safely say that all of you need some big improvement concerning fitness, discipline..." he eyed the Stoll twins "...and teamwork," he came to a stop in the middle of a room. "I will now read out the training pairs," he said, looking down at his clipboard. There were a few murmurs around the room. A few questions of 'Training pairs?' "These training pairs will, as the name suggests, train together, especially in the gym, spotting each other. I suggest you and your partner become good friends because you are going to spend a lot of time together."
"Charles and Frank. Dakota and Butch," he kept rambling, listing the names until he finally came to my name. "Jason and Percy," he kept on reading off names while I was busy screaming inwardly. Why? Why did it have to be Percy? Coach Hedge finished off reading the names and then looked up at the team. 
"If you're unhappy, keep it to yourself. You were assigned to the person whose training schedule is the most similar to your own." With that, he went off to his office, leaving silence in his wake. I turned back to the guys just to see them all staring back at me. Then all eyes turned to Percy, who had his eyes fixed on his shoes.
"Well, this should be interesting," one of the Stolls said with a chuckle. The whole locker room relaxed at that, going back to undressing and hitting the showers. I went to my locker to get ready as well, vaguely aware of Percy, two lockers to my right. 
He looked busy, but I realised he was just stalling, never taking off his clothes. That just made me remember the bruises. I still couldn't understand how the guy could even walk, and to make things even more confusing; I still couldn't find any signs of pain: not a limp, wince, or even some form of difficulty in his movements.
I went to shower and came back to find the locker room nearly empty. Percy, however, was still in his pants and a tank top. I suddenly realised just how nice those pants fit him. Percy really did have a nice ass. I shook that confusing thought off as soon as it popped into my head. I started getting dressed but found myself stalling a bit as well. Soon I was alone with Percy.
"I know why I'm stalling, but why are you?" Percy asked, turning to face me.
"Just wanted to talk," I answered as I pulled on my shirt.
"It couldn't wait till later?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "I mean, we are neighbours, after all."
"Yeah, guess I didn't think it through," I said, rubbing at my neck. Percy was still staring at me with a raised eyebrow. "See you later then, I guess," I said as I awkwardly gathered up my things and headed for the door. I was just about out when Percy spoke up.
"I'll stop by on my way back, yeah?" he asked, looking at me for confirmation.
"Yeah," I said with a nod. Percy gave me one last smirk before he ripped his shirt over his head and effectively giving me a very lovely few of his glorious abs and shutting me up.
"You know you can go, right?" Percy asked, a cocky grin plastered on his face, and I suddenly realised I was still standing there, eyes glued to the patch of skin Percy had just revealed.
"Yeah," I said, fumbling as I head out again. "See you in a while." With that, I was out the door and almost sprinted back to the flat, not sure what had just happened. I've always known I didn't like girls, but I had never really noticed another guy's body before, and, of course, it just had to be Percy's body I would take note of, right? The fates are cruel like that. When I walked in, I found Frank playing GTA on the coach.
"Oh, hey," he said, quickly glancing back at me. "I made pasta. If you want some, it's still on the stove," he said, hijacking someone.
"Thanks. Just so you know, Percy's coming over soon to talk for a bit." His head snapped back around to me, and he crashed an expensive-looking car in the act of doing so.
"You're telling me that Percy Jackson is coming to talk to you, Jason Grace?" he asked, his game wholly forgotten.
"Yeah, we need to sort a few things out," I said with a shrug.
"You two have a lot of things to sort out, but why are you suddenly trying to do it?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. I rolled my eyes at him.
"I meant training things, but to answer your question, Coach did tell us to befriend our 'training buddies,' so I'm going to try to be at least civil toward him," I said, walking off to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water, eyeing the burnt spaghetti on the stove. How do you even burn spaghetti? Just make sure there's water in the pot, and you're golden. But true enough, there it was, spaghetti with black burnt specks.
"History shows us that you were never the problem, Jase," Frank said, hopping onto the counter. "You were always civil toward him, he on the other hand," Frank continued, rolling his eyes. There was silence between us. A few days ago, I would have agreed with my roommate, but now I felt strangely protective of the raven-haired guy.
"Maybe it was all just one big misunderstanding, Frank," I said, and Frank's eyes got big.
"Are you trying to protect..." Frank was cut off by a loud knock on the door.
"Behave," I mouthed as I went to open the door. I met green eyes and an ever-present smirk.
"So, what did you want to talk about?" Percy said, strolling right into the flat. Frank went back to his game, and the space was soon filled by the sound of screeching tires.
"Maybe we should go to my room," I said, already heading down the hall. Percy followed with a shrug. As we stepped into my room, he froze, though.
"Can I ask you a serious question?" he asked, still standing in the door. I furrowed my eyebrows at that but still managed to nod. "Do you ever just relax?" he asked, waving his hands around the room. "Cause it looks like a fucking robot lives here." I looked around. The room was tidy, as always. I had no idea what was wrong with it, and apparently, it showed because Percy let out a sigh and fell onto my bed. "Never mind," he mumbled into the mattress.
"So what did you want to talk about, Grace?" he asked, closing his eyes. A million questions popped into my head as I sat down in my desk chair.
"Does Coach know about your..." I tried to think of the best way to phrase it so he wouldn't snap at me and leave "...condition?" I asked only to have him quirk an eyebrow at me.
"Fuck, you make it sound like I'm pregnant or something," he sighed as he sat up. "But no, he doesn't and doesn't have to, yeah?" he asked, looking at me with almost pleading eyes.
"How are you even walking? Not to mention playing football," I asked, spinning the chair to face Percy.
"I was lucky," he answered, his eyes falling to his lap. "It was just a minor fracture, which means I only have to wear a brace. That and I have some fucking awesome painkillers," he let out a chuckle.
"Is it the reason you didn't try out for QB?" I asked in a small voice. I was scared of the answer, but I just had to know. If Coach could choose between Percy and me for QB, I knew Percy would be selected on the spot.
"Nope," he said, popping the 'p.' I let out a sigh of relief that earned a smirk from Percy. "I only played QB last year because Luke graduated, and we didn't really have another option for QB. Well, at least not an option that could beat your sorry ass, but really I prefer running back," he said with a small smile. "Anything else?" he asked a little more brightly.
"You're being nice to me, you know," I said, and he seemed to consider that bit of information. "Why are you so talkative?" He shrugged back at me.
"As I said, Grace, I don't hate you, and you're going to be my QB," he said as if that answered my question. He must have noticed I wanted more of an explanation because he continued with a sigh. "I thought I might try being at least civil because there can't really be a rivalry between teammates, right?" he asked with a small smile.
We kept talking for quite some time. Percy asked me about Reyna; I gave him the rehearsed story of 'she joined the military.' He told me Annabeth got a scholarship at Oxford, and they decided the distance was just too great to keep dating. He said he's studying marine biology, and I told him I was doing law. 
We talked about random things like we were friends, and I started noticing a few things. One was that Percy Jackson was quite a nice person, even if he cursed too much. Another was that I liked his smile, and I liked making him smile. I also found that my new favourite colour was green, specifically those sea-green eyes that kept staring at me.
That, my dear friends, is how I found myself lying in my bed at two in the morning, still smelling the faint scent Percy Jackson had left on my pillow, thinking about said raven-haired boy, my hand inching lower and lower.

Jason and Percy grew up as bitter rivals. What will happen when they end up going to the same college? Will these two enemies ever become true teammates, will they overcome their past to become partners? Also, why is Percy's back littered in bruises?

Warning! This story contains mature and explicit scenes within a same-sex relationship. If you are not comfortable with LGBT stories, mature and graphic scenes, do not read this story.

Disclaimer! I do not own Percy Jackson or any characters affiliated with the author, Rick Riordan.

Now on to the story. I hope you enjoy it!*

PJatO || Nicercy || PJatO || Percy Jackson, Ambassador of Hades || PJatO || Nicercy || PJatO

Title: Percy Jackson, Ambassador of Hades – The Rule of the Underworld

Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus; twisted version of PJatO

Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Rick Riordan for he created the awesomeness that is Nico di Angelo. And everything else related to Percy Jackson and the Olympians / Heroes of Olympus. Aside from the Gods, they belong to the old Greeks. This fanfiction and its OCs on the other hand are entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: shounen-ai, fluff, explicit intercourse, anal, oral, mpreg, arranged marriage, canon divergent, brief mentioning of child-abuse, shoujo-ai, hetero, threesome

Main Pairing: Nico/Percy

Side Pairings: Frank/Hazel/Leo, Reyna/Annabeth, Luke/Octavian, Ethan/Alabaster, Jake/Will, Damian/Liam, Sirius/Aurora, Grover/Juniper, Chris/Clarisse, Charles/Silena, Shane/Lacy, Malcolm/Katie, Jason/Calypso, Nathan/Gwen, Dakota/Leila, Bryce/Drew, Hades/Persephone, Thanatos/Triton, Ares/Aphrodite, Zeus/Hera, Paul/Sally

Percy Jackson Characters:

Camp Half-Blood: Perseus Jackson, Nico di Angelo, Tyson, Ethan Nakamura, Alabaster C. Torrington, Lou Ellen, Butch Walker, Clovis Daver, Luke Castellan, Chris Rodriguez, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Cecil Rogers, Lacy Hunnigan, Mitchell Logan, Drew Tanaka, Silena Beauregard, Charles Beckendorf, Jake Mason, Nyssa Black, Shane McNabb, Leo Valdez, Frank Zhang, Clarisse la Rue, Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, Annabeth Chase, Malcolm Cage, Katie Gardner, Will Solace, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Grover Underwood, Juniper, Mrs. O'Leary, Blackjack

Hunters of Artemis: Zoe Nightshade, Bianca di Angelo, Phoebe Burge, Celyn Richards, Naomi Walters, Thalia Grace, Hylla Ramírez-Arellano, Piper McLean

Camp Jupiter: Bryce Lawrence, Octavian Simmons, Hazel Levesque, Jason Grace, Gwen Ryder, Nathan McIntosh, Dakota Elle, Leila Fisher, Mike Kahale, Tempest, Arion

Mortal Characters: Sally Jackson, Paul Blofis, Laura Blofis (OFC)

Own (Greek) Demigods: Liam O'Riley (Hecate), Aurora Desrosiers (Hypnos), Sirius O'Rinn (Morpheus), Lilian Martin (Morpheus), Damian Sturm (Eris), Robyn Pryde (Hermes)

Godly Characters: Hades, Persephone, Poseidon, Triton, Hestia, Demeter, Thanatos, Olethros, Makaria, Melionoe, Hecate, Nemesis, Styx, Hypnos, Morpheus, Horkos, Charon, Atropos, Klotho, Lakhesis, Alecto, Megaera, Tisiphone, Chiron, Hera, Zeus, Dionysus, Artemis, Apollo, Aphrodite, Ares, Athena, Hephaestus, Hermes, Calypso, Ascalaphus, Zerberus

Summary: Poseidon knew about Gabe's abuse and he did not leave his son in the hands of this man. But he couldn't take Percy to the sea either, knowing his own wife would rather see the child dead than raise him herself. So he strikes a bargain with Hades – Hades would protect the child and in return, Percy would one day become the consort of one of Hades' hidden children, the di Angelos. Hades agrees and takes the boy in, raising him in the underworld.

When Percy turns thirteen, Hades sends him to Camp Half-Blood to aid Nico and Bianca on the quest in the Sea of Monsters. Percy Jackson, ambassador of Hades, changes the history, mixing things up that were not supposed to be mixed up at this point in time. Like Romans, for example.

Percy Jackson, Ambassador of Hades

The Rule of the Underworld

Prologue: Two Promises

1999 had an abnormally high number of storms and devastation caused by the sea, making many humans curse the weather. The reason for that was a simple one. Lord Poseidon, king and ruler over the sea and its storms, was seething. He had recently learned of his last lover's new marriage.

Apparently Sally Jackson had deemed it a good idea to marry a man named Gabriel Ugliano only a year ago. Normally, Poseidon didn't much care for the new love-life of his mortal lovers, just wishing them to find a happy ending of their own, keeping out of their business.

However, a couple of months after the wedding, Poseidon had been woken from his sleep by a merciless cry that had torn his dreams apart. The desperation of his only demigod son.

Following the call, he had ended up in a shabby, little apartment to find a disgusting man with a bottle of beer in one hand and a belt in the other, slurring insults at the merely six years old boy in front of him, who was already crying desperately. The little child, so cute and innocent, was curled together in himself, trying to hide from the pain and the insults.

Needless to say, the NYPD would be investigating a strange case of drowning on shore and inside a locked apartment the next day. A locked room mystery that would forever stay one.

Once the abusive man was taken care of, Poseidon's focus laid on the crying child. He leaned down, eyes filled with pain because of his son's pain, reaching out for the child slowly. He had the boy gathered in his arms all too soon, hugging him so tightly like he never wanted to let him go again.

"Sh, my boy, everything will be alright again, my little Perseus", cooed Poseidon softly.

He was clutching the little child like a life-line, trying to sooth the tears away. The young boy had already fallen asleep, but even in his sleep, he was still crying. Poseidon was furious. He knew demigod children were endangered in the mortal world, but he would have never thought that Sally would bring that danger into the house. What had she been thinking? That the disgusting stench of the bastard would cover Percy's smell so monster couldn't find him? Was that really worth it? Just so she could desperately cling to the boy and keep him close? No, Poseidon would not let his child be harmed and he would not let Percy stay one more day in this place. He couldn't risk Sally finding another ridiculous way of keeping Percy save from the mythological monsters. Not while there were other, very real monsters out in the mortal world too.

There was only one problem. Where else was Percy supposed to stay? Poseidon knew he could not bring his son down to the underwater palace near Atlantis. Out of various reasons. If Zeus were to learn about Poseidon breaking the oath of the three brothers, he would smite the boy right away, especially so if Percy was staying in the palace, because Zeus would get the impression that Poseidon was raising a powerful demigod heir. Not that Percy would live long enough to indulge in that wrath, because Poseidon's wife Amphitrite would most likely kill the boy at sight. She had never been too fond of Poseidon's affairs or children. Triton too posed a possible danger. Poseidon's heir was more than only jealous of demigods.

So Poseidon did the only possible thing he could think of.

"You know it's polite to give a little warning before barging into someone's palace."

Poseidon looked up – he practically had to tear his gaze off his son at this point, because Percy had finally fallen into a peaceful slumber and he looked like an angel, snuggled up to his father's chest like that, drooling a little. When Poseidon finally did look up, he stared into the expressionless face of his older brother. Hades was slumped in his throne made of bones, looking bored.

"I need your help, brother", whispered Poseidon softly and walked up to Hades.

"I gathered as much. You never just come over for tea", teased the lord of the dead and frowned, noticing the child in his brother's arms. "Who is that? An offering? Oh, but you didn't have to!"

"That's... my son, Perseus Jackson", introduced Poseidon, observing the shift in Hades' face. "I—I know we had an oath, but I just... Now it's too late. He is here and... I need your help."

"I am not explaining that to Zeus", huffed Hades and shook his head.

"No! I don't want that either!", exclaimed Poseidon with panicked eyes. "I remember all too vividly how he had reacted to your last two children... even though they had been conceived before our oath. I come to you, because... I know that unlike our brother, you care for your off-springs. So do I. His mother was living with an abusive man and I can't let him stay there. But... I can't raise him myself either. We both know that Zeus never visits the underworld."

"You're asking us to raise your bastard", stated Hades, looking somewhere between amused and offended. "What would make you think that I would play part in this charade?"

"Because I know that when Zeus threatened to harm your children, you were willing to take them and their mother down here. I... don't know where they are now, but I'm certain you found a way to keep them safe, because you love your children. I know, even though no one else may believe that the heartless lord of the underworld would be capable of such a thing", continued Poseidon, his gaze firm. "I love Percy with all of my heart and I want to know him safe. I know he will be safe here, with you. I know you can protect him, I know as long as he stays down here, no one has to know that he even exists. I know... you will watch over him, like you watched over me once upon a time. I'm not asking this of you out of the goodness of your heart either. I'm aware that every favor has a price. I know your two children, a boy and a girl, they're still alive somewhere and I know you keep them hidden until the Great Prophecy will unravel itself. We all know that this day has gradually come closer. You want the children of the underworld to be the heroes, the grand victors. The kind that earned themselves godhood, like mine and Zeus' children before. I promise Percy to one of your children, as an eternal consort. Percy is my son, the son of the sea. He can bless either of your children with heirs, once the time arrives. And as their consort, he will fight at their side. The union of the sea and the underworld, if that is not a safe bet for them to become heroes, I don't know what else could be. That is my offer. Do you accept or refuse?"

Poseidon spoke with a firm voice, but Hades could see the fear in his eyes. The fear that Hades would say no. The lord of the dead frowned and took the boy that was offered to him like a puppy. Chubby cheeks of a young child, rosy lips, the most messed-up, dark hair and... The boy woke up, slowly, blinking a couple of times and staring up at Hades curiously. With those eyes. Those eyes that clashed somewhere between green and blue, as though the colors were stuck in a fight, like the raging sea during a storm, filled to the brim with endless emotions and the wonder that only an innocent, little child could ever truly express.

In all his years, Hades had met a lot of heroes who resembled their godly parents to various degrees, but this boy was something else entirely. He was the splitting image of his father. The way the child looked up at Hades was the exact same way as Poseidon had looked at him all those many years ago, when Kronos had first swallowed Poseidon. Hades had been the first of the siblings to reach the little boy and he had cradled him to his chest in a quite similar way as he now found himself with Perseus. Back then, it had filled him with amazement and joy – after all, all he had known until then had been his three annoying, big sisters. He wasn't the youngest anymore and he wasn't the only boy anymore. Back then, he had promised himself to protect this little boy under all circumstances. And now, looking into those eyes, he found himself startled to realize that he was willing to do the same all over again. To once again raise a most likely stubborn, little brat and do everything in his powers to keep this child happy and safe.

"Yes", breathed Hades, barely a sound to the word, but for Poseidon, it was like a scream in the endless silence of his concerns. "I agree. I promise you, I'll keep your son safe and once he reaches the right age, he will become the consort to either Bianca or Nico. Whichever of them picks him."

Hades grunted at the sudden force of Poseidon's hug, but Poseidon really didn't care. He had known he could rely on his brother. After all, Hades had raised him to be the god he was now. Poseidon knew Hades had a soft spot for children, even though most may snort at the mere notion of that.

"Thank you, I... can't express how much", whispered Poseidon as he released Hades.

"Don't thank me yet", warned Hades with a frown. "Thank me when Zeus finds out about our children and I actually manage to keep them from certain death."

Poseidon offered his older brother a bitter smile before turning to Percy and leaning down to kiss the boy's forehead. "I love you, my son. And I will always love you. I... won't be able to visit you, because it may raise suspicions, but... I know you will be safe here. I hope to see you again."

The boy had long since fallen back asleep again, nearly the instant he had looked at Hades, actually. Hades didn't know if he should be relieved that the boy wasn't threatened by his presence or offended. As he watched his brother leave, there was a nostalgic and nearly bittersweet feeling in the pit of Hades' stomach. It reminded him of the way he had left the Lotus Hotel all those years ago, knowing that what he did, he had to do to keep Bianca and Nico alive.

"I will raise you to be a proper and good boy", declared Hades, shifting the sleeping child some. "And one day, you will become the husband of Bianca. Or the wife of Nico. But let's not dwell on that yet, it will be some years until you meet my children."

"You know you could at least ask me before you adopt a child", accused a voice from behind.

Persephone sauntered into the throne room, looking less than thrilled, but more than beautiful, as she always did. Flowers braided into her long, hazelnut brown hair, her silken dress green as the fresh grass on a spring's morning. Anger only made her look more beautiful. But only until she caught sight of the adorable, little boy nestled against her husband's chest. The moment she laid eyes on the child, her irritation melted awy. Well, at least it wasn't one of Hades' bastards. Stepping up to them, she combed her fingers through his messy but soft, dark hair. He was kind of cute, even adorable in the way he was leaning into her touch, like a young kitten that wanted a petting, looking all content as he was snuggled up to Hades. A child would make this gloomy place more lively.

"If you want, I can also feed him to Zerberus", offered Hades, both knowing he wouldn't do it.

"Oh, Zerberus will love to have a new playmate", grinned Persephone. "And what little boy wouldn't want a three-headed dog as a pet? This boy is going to have an extraordinaire childhood."

"I'm sure of that", nodded Hades in agreement. "So, if that means you are okay with him staying here, would you mind calling in a council meeting?"

"Oh yes! To introduce our little prince here to the others!", agreed Persephone delighted.

"Not the best of ideas. We shouldn't overwhelm the poor child on his first day down here", countered Hades, shifting the sleeping boy. "Wouldn't you agree, Perseus?"

"Perseus? You are too cute to be a Perseus, little one", whispered Persephone amused. "But yes, you're right. We should take it slow with the boy, introduce him to things one by one."

"I'll just put him to bed and then I'll join you in the Great Hall", whispered Hades, kissing his wife's cheek briefly and adjusting Perseus again. "Let's get you to bed and hope you're not as much of a little trouble-magnet and mischief-maker as your father was at your age."

Zeus was not the only god with a council. The underworld was as important a realm as Olympus itself and just like Zeus, Hades too was a king. And just like Zeus, Hades had a council of twelve gods to rule with him and tend to the dead. Now he would have to explain to his fellow underworld gods why a little child – a child of the sea nonetheless – would be living down here, with them.

But before Hades could take care of them or bother to find an explanation for any of this, he had a sleepy, little demigod to tend to. And he had to change his drool-soaked robes, because the feared lord of the underworld could not walk around with a drool-stain on his shoulder.

These are the list of worlds that Panda has decided that the Main Character will travel through. MC will starts from the top going to the bottom.
(The list isn't certainty yet except for the first two worlds which are Detective Conan+ Magic Kaito+ Lupin and Marvel+ Percy Jackson+ DC+ Harley Quinn+ Constantine+ Lucifer World. )
Detective Conan+ Magic Kaito+ Lupin World
Marvel+ X-Men+ Percy Jackson+ DC+ Harley Quinn+ Constantine+ Lucifer World
Avatar: The Last Airbender+ a short and fast Legend of Korra
Kimetsu no Yaiba
Special Force+ Tomb Raider+ Mummy Trilogy+ Horror movies (Chinese movie and series named Phoenix Nirvana 2013 and Ghost Blow out the Light while the mummy trilogy is a English film and some horror movies, Panda based this world from Chinese fan fictions because Panda liked the Chinese fan fictions of this two but didn't watch the series and the movie. So Panda will have to use Panda's brain to create some stuff that hopefully will be connected to the world.)
Harry Potter + Fast and the Furious
Resident Evil Movie World
Akame Ga Kill
Tokyo Ghoul
Naruto+ Shippuden
Attack On Titan
Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress
Rakudai Kishi no Cavalry
One Piece
Terra Formars (P.S, Our character will be on the side of mars cockroach but he will still look like our book cover)
My Hero Academia
Sword Art Online
Fairy Tail
High School DxD
Seven Deadly Sins
One Punch Man
Fire Force (Panda recently watch the season 1 and 2 and liked it, so Panda is going to add it. This will be base in the anime )
High School of the Dead
Seraph of The End
God Eater (This is the anime version)
Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei (Panda will only use the season 1 of the mahouka and strike the blood sinces thats the only season that panda have watch...)
Strike the Blood
Dragon Ball+ Z+ GT+ Super Dragon Ball World
No Game No Life (Panda isn't sure yet on how to create the plot for this...)
Douluo Dalu (This time we taking down the girls)
????(To be decided)

A bored ROB (Random Omnipotent Being which is Panda) sneezed and killed an Otaku College Student named Xing Ye (Starry Night in English and Seiya in Japanese). Panda didn't start a conversation since Panda ignored him as he immediately banish him into a newly created Fictional Omniverse with a random gift, he pick with his eyes closed using a slot machine. Xing Ye will acquire one random permanent ability for every time he reincarnates. 

Xing Ye thought it wasn't a bad deal until he finally knew what world he reincarnated into. The first world he reincarnated to was the world of the Detective Conan where any murder can happen as long as the Death God named Conan goes there. Xing Ye only knew that it was the World of Detective Conan because he accidently saw the newspaper when he was 1 years old and saw titled saying Inspector Megure with his partner Police Officer Mouri Kogoro has successfully stop the criminal's plan to bomb Shinjuku.

*I do not own the cover image, found it on pinterest and the character's name in the picture is Horikawa Kunihiro which is a fan art since the anime Touken Ranbu only shows the teenage looking Horikawa Kunihiro.
*Updates will not be stable
*This Fanfic focuses on a Harem Goal.
*This is a +18 Fanfic with a lot of sexual and dangerous content, you have been warned
*Don't Bash, English is not my forte. Panda's master is the google translate which means a lot of robot like text
*Just like Stephen Strange: Yeah, you know, you really should have stolen (Readed) the whole book (Introduction) because the warnings... The warnings come *after* the spells (reading it).

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