Chapter 15

                                    

                                          
"Can I go home?"
                          
Poseidon sighed for what felt like the hundredth time in five minutes as he and his son walked through his palace, "You just got here, Percy."
                          
"Yeah," The teen nodded like it was obvious, putting his hands in his leather jacket. The god didn't even know he owned one. "And I'm done. I'm ready to leave. It was nice seeing you, padre, but I have things to take care of in Mystic Falls."
                          
The god stopped, his shoulders dropping slightly for a moment, and turned towards the teen, "Why do you insist on being like this, Perseus? When do you plan on letting it go?"
                          
"Careful, Poseidon," Percy's eyes darkened and his voice took on a cold tone. "I'd tread lightly if I were you."
                          
Poseidon hummed before continuing on his way, "Do you at least plan on visiting Camp Half Blood?"
                          
"No," Percy rolled his shoulders, ignoring some of his father's subject that tried to get his attention. "Not yet. Look, was there a reason you wanted me to visit? Like I said, I have things to take care of. I don't have time to entertain whatever you have planned for me."
                          
"Not even me?"
                          
Percy froze at the voice, body immediately tensing. He plastered a smile on his face as he turned even as his body hummed with something akin to rage, "Hello, Athena." He tilted his head as he took in the goddess, "Why are you here? This is not your place."
                          
"Yes, as much as it pains me to be here," The goddess looked at one of the columns in the room with disdain. "This was the only way for me to speak with you."
                          
The teen gritted his teeth and looked over at his father, "What is this? Did you even want to see me?"
                          
"I did- I do, Perseus, but you can't keep running away from this. Perseus-"
                          
"For the last time, it's Percy," Percy growled, hands clenching into fists inside his jacket pockets. "And I refuse to speak to her, so kindly fuck off!" He walked past Athena, forcefully shaking off her hand when she tried to grab his arm. "I guess I could visit some people since I'm in New York already."
                          
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"Correct me if I'm wrong," Elena started quietly from where she was with her boyfriend on the couch. "But is Damon sulking?"
                          
"Yeah," Stefan nodded, ignoring his brother's glare. "Percy's still in New York with his dad so now Damon's lonely."
                          
Damon scoffed and rolled his eyes, downing the rest of his bourbon in his glass, "I'm not lonely. You all just suck."
                          
The youngest Salvatore rolled his eyes, "Very mature. Isn't Percy coming back tomorrow?"
                          
The blue-eyed vampire shrugged, "Probably. He might come back early though, he doesn't seem to be on good terms with his father."
                          
"Why?" Elena wondered, looking at Damon as he poured more alcohol into his glass.
                          
"None of your business," Damon said coldly, barely sparing her a glance as he walked to his room. "Man, has Mystic Falls always been this boring?"
                          
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"And that's how I befriended a vampire," Percy told his mother as he sat upside down on her couch.
                          
"Sit correctly," Sally said, swatting at her son's legs with a dish towel. "Is he nice?"
                          
The demigod swung his legs down, adjusting his body so he was upright, "Yeah, he's pretty. And nice. Pretty nice."
                          
The woman shook her head, rolling her eyes, "Tell me about him?"
                          
Percy followed her into the kitchen, grinning widely. He waved at Paul, who was typing something on his laptop, before starting, "Well, his name's Damon Salvatore and, like I said, he and his brother are vampires. I think Elena, Stefan's girlfriend or whatever, is something too but I don't think she's a vampire. I dunno, I just get a weird vibe from her. Anyways, Damon's actually a lot like me, which is amazing."