That Whisper Always Haunts You...
Title: Senescence
Author: DreamingIce
Timeframe: Post-TLO AU - non Lost Hero compliant
Rating: PG-13 (minor swearing in future chapters)
Characters: Percy, Annabeth. Minor appearances by other various gods/demigods/mortals. Some OCs on the side.
Summary: “Change is inevitable. Doesn’t make it hurt any less. Especially when everything is changing except you.” God!Percy AU. Watching Annabeth live a mortal life is harder than he could have imagined. Implied Percabeth hints. Annabeth/OC.
Notes:
This has been hanging around on my computer for a while. The chapters are short to start with, but they do get longer. It was intially meant to be a long one shot, but when it reached ~5000 words at the half way point, I need to revise that idea...
Another God!Percy AU. They seem to dominate any other PJO ideas I have. The effect of immortality on the Percabeth dynamic is just too interesting. (I also want to get these AUs out of my head so I can explore Sally more)
Chapter 1: Losing Grip
~6 months after the Battle of Manhattan
They tried to maintain a semblance of a friendship after the Battle of Manhattan, despite Percy's new status as a minor God.
Annabeth found her time becoming increasingly crowded. There was the rebuilding of Mount Olympus to oversee, new cabins to design, and family and school commitments as well. For Percy, he was struggling his way through learning the ropes as Poseidon's new lieutenant-which included constant dealings with a half-brother and stepmother that ranged from barely tolerant to outright hostile-as well as helping rebuild his father's underwater palace. He'd barely had a chance to see even his mother, let alone Annabeth.
Percy had managed to make it to his mother's for Christmas, and was delighted to hear Annabeth would be there for lunch before meeting the rest of her family.
The conversation between the pair revolved mainly around the rebuilding efforts, and Percy was happy to listen to Annabeth's enraptured descriptions of the new cabins she was designing at camp-he'd listened to her in-depth interpretations on the architecture of various buildings enough times to know what to expect, and the right places to smile and nod. After that conversation dried up though, an unexpected awkwardness crept in.
Noticing the lull in conversation, Sally thought it as good a time as any to announce that she and Paul were expecting a baby. And while Percy grinned at his mortal parents after digesting the news, congratulating them, his withdrawal from the conversation didn't go unnoticed by Sally and Paul. If Annabeth noticed, she gave no outward sign as she squealed her congratulations.
Sure, he was happy for his mother, and for Paul who he got on well with, but he couldn't shake the sense of loss.
But he'd plastered a smile on his face for his mother, joined Annabeth's excited congratulations and pretended to enjoy the brief time with his family. It was easier to feast on his mother's blue choc-chip cookies while listening to familiar Christmas carols than explore why he felt so... left out of the life he no longer was a part of.
Soon enough, Annabeth had to leave to meet with her family, and Percy was expectedly relieved at her departure.
He'd continued to chat with Sally and Paul, the conversation ranging from Paul's school and Sally's first book-due to be published in another month-to Percy's new duties before meandering back around to the new baby.
Percy wasn't sure what to say. He suspected that they thought he felt replaced somehow, but this wasn't the case. Convincing them of that, however, was easier said than done. He was going to have a younger sibling. He'd always looked at friends with siblings with a little jealousy as a small child, aware that they had something he was missing. Now his wish was coming true, and he wouldn't even be around.
He just couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind. Of course, technically, he was the one who had left them behind, along with the rest of his mortal life. He knew that. It just felt like the other way at present.
~Misha
Author: DreamingIce
Timeframe: Post-TLO AU - non Lost Hero compliant
Rating: PG-13 (minor swearing in future chapters)
Characters: Percy, Annabeth. Minor appearances by other various gods/demigods/mortals. Some OCs on the side.
Summary: “Change is inevitable. Doesn’t make it hurt any less. Especially when everything is changing except you.” God!Percy AU. Watching Annabeth live a mortal life is harder than he could have imagined. Implied Percabeth hints. Annabeth/OC.
Notes:
This has been hanging around on my computer for a while. The chapters are short to start with, but they do get longer. It was intially meant to be a long one shot, but when it reached ~5000 words at the half way point, I need to revise that idea...
Another God!Percy AU. They seem to dominate any other PJO ideas I have. The effect of immortality on the Percabeth dynamic is just too interesting. (I also want to get these AUs out of my head so I can explore Sally more)
Chapter 1: Losing Grip
~6 months after the Battle of Manhattan
They tried to maintain a semblance of a friendship after the Battle of Manhattan, despite Percy's new status as a minor God.
Annabeth found her time becoming increasingly crowded. There was the rebuilding of Mount Olympus to oversee, new cabins to design, and family and school commitments as well. For Percy, he was struggling his way through learning the ropes as Poseidon's new lieutenant-which included constant dealings with a half-brother and stepmother that ranged from barely tolerant to outright hostile-as well as helping rebuild his father's underwater palace. He'd barely had a chance to see even his mother, let alone Annabeth.
Percy had managed to make it to his mother's for Christmas, and was delighted to hear Annabeth would be there for lunch before meeting the rest of her family.
The conversation between the pair revolved mainly around the rebuilding efforts, and Percy was happy to listen to Annabeth's enraptured descriptions of the new cabins she was designing at camp-he'd listened to her in-depth interpretations on the architecture of various buildings enough times to know what to expect, and the right places to smile and nod. After that conversation dried up though, an unexpected awkwardness crept in.
Noticing the lull in conversation, Sally thought it as good a time as any to announce that she and Paul were expecting a baby. And while Percy grinned at his mortal parents after digesting the news, congratulating them, his withdrawal from the conversation didn't go unnoticed by Sally and Paul. If Annabeth noticed, she gave no outward sign as she squealed her congratulations.
Sure, he was happy for his mother, and for Paul who he got on well with, but he couldn't shake the sense of loss.
But he'd plastered a smile on his face for his mother, joined Annabeth's excited congratulations and pretended to enjoy the brief time with his family. It was easier to feast on his mother's blue choc-chip cookies while listening to familiar Christmas carols than explore why he felt so... left out of the life he no longer was a part of.
Soon enough, Annabeth had to leave to meet with her family, and Percy was expectedly relieved at her departure.
He'd continued to chat with Sally and Paul, the conversation ranging from Paul's school and Sally's first book-due to be published in another month-to Percy's new duties before meandering back around to the new baby.
Percy wasn't sure what to say. He suspected that they thought he felt replaced somehow, but this wasn't the case. Convincing them of that, however, was easier said than done. He was going to have a younger sibling. He'd always looked at friends with siblings with a little jealousy as a small child, aware that they had something he was missing. Now his wish was coming true, and he wouldn't even be around.
He just couldn't shake the feeling of being left behind. Of course, technically, he was the one who had left them behind, along with the rest of his mortal life. He knew that. It just felt like the other way at present.
~Misha