It ended up story first, the voting taking a back burner to Percy. So Percy told them, with Bia chipping in every once and a while, his story. He told them what he remembered about his fall, about his torture, about his training, and finally about his servitude to Tartarus. Well what he told them what he wanted them to know. He left somethings out, including how Percy didn't kill Bia.
"I got a question," Artemis asked sitting in her throne since they had moved to the throne room for the story. Artemis turned to Athena, whom hadn't been dealt with yet.
"Why did you do it Athena?" Athena turned her head and didn't answer.
"I can answer that," Bia said. Everyone turned to the goddess who was sitting on Percy's lap, which no one had addressed yet either.
"Annabeth's death drove her over the edge. Daedalus was her favorite son and looked how he turned out. Annabeth was her favorite daughter and she died. Athena blamed Percy for Annabeth's death."
"Because it was all his fault," Athena screeched. "He should have protected her more and instead of her dying it should have been him protecting her!"
"A traitor among your midst, all because of one who was missed," Hera said. "Annabeth died causing Athena to change." Athena glared at Hera and then turned to Percy.
"How can you let her hang over you like that if my daughter was the one you loved. You are proving my point, you never loved her at all! You used her!" Knowing Percy was not going to handle this well and no way to stop him, this was too important anyways, Bia moved. Percy stood and went over to the goddess in chains, her smug smile on her face. He lashed out, grabbing her chain in between her wrists and yanked her up.
"Never say I didn't love Annabeth," he growled at her. "I loved Annabeth with my whole being. When she died a piece of me was taken. I wanted to die to be with her and the others again. I stayed here though because I knew that there were people who loved me that were still alive. When you guys told me I was too strong and put on trial I was hoping for death, I wanted to see them again. But no, you evil bitch, you sent me back to Tartarus. A place I only went to protect your daughter, my love. I was then tortured until I no longer had a single area on my body that isn't scar tissue." To prove his point, he let the illusion of his normal skin dissipate. Everyone stared at his face, once handsome now was bumpy from burns and cuts. It was no longer tan, but pale and disfigured. Only Bia had known about this and had kept her mouth shut. She had also never broken the illusion, knowing it would have hurt Percy. Athena looked away. Percy grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. "You don't get to look away at what you did Athena. As I told you I screamed so much that my voice right now is as high as I can make it go, if I try to go any higher my torn throat will start to bleed causing me to go hoarse and eventually start coughing blood. Then they figured out that by messing with my mind it affected me more, it actually caused me more pain and to scream. I never screamed until they started to mess with my mind. Then my memories were twisted until they were a shadow of their former selves. So for hundreds of years I did not have the real memories of Annabeth and I. For hundreds of years I was made to think that she caused me harm just like you did. That was until Bia showed me different. Bia was the only one who constantly watched over me, tried to help me, and in the end showed me love again. So yes, I do love her now, but I loved Annabeth too." He shoved her to the ground and let his illusion over his skin reappear. Bia went over to him and hugged him. He relaxed against her and hugged back. Bending down he buried his head in her neck as Bia used her fingers to brush through his hair again.
"Percy," Poseidon called after a moment of letting him calm down. Percy stood straight again, though he kept Bia in his arms.
"Do you wish to be put in with the vote?" Percy's eyes widened. He shook his head vigorously.
"I most certainly do not. I just got my life back and plus I do not want to rule." Poseidon nodded.
"It seems that your story is over, is it not?"
"Then let's vote on who is ruler so we can punish the traitor as she deserves. It doesn't matter god or goddess nor whether they are an Olympian at present or not let us vote." Poseidon snapped his fingers and a piece of paper on a clipboard and a pencil appeared in everyone's hands.
"Write down who you want and Hermes will collect and look through them." Five minutes passed and everyone had voted. It took thirty minutes for Hermes to go through all the votes.
"I will call the names out from third onward," Hermes announced. "This way we can have some sort of back up system of who is in charge. Third place is Hades, second is Hestia, and the person that will now rule is Poseidon." Poseidon looked utterly shocked as his normal coral crown became gold.
"Don't look so surprised," Artemis told him. "For the past ten years you have kept things afloat. It is no wonder many voted for you."
"Thank you everyone," Poseidon finally said. "I will make and change laws, but first I want Athena dealt with." He looked to Percy.
"Any thoughts?" Percy pondered for a moment, until Bia whispered in his ear. A smiled grew on his face as she talked to him. She pulled away when she was finished.
"What a wonderful idea." Percy turned to his father.
"We suggest that Athena be made mortal. The kicker is that we want her to reincarnate depending on how she lived in life. This life she made grave mistakes so when she is reborn she will live a life to repent. If she does good then she will have a good next life. At the end of each life she will remember what had happened to her and why she is being punished or rewarded. A never ending cycle of death and rebirth, no time to pause and decide. Until it deemed that she has done more good then bad." Poseidon hesitated.
"Though that does sound like a just punishment it is something out of my and even Hades's realm. The Fates are the ones that determine a person's life."
"We agree with the child's punishment," three voices echoed throughout the room. "At sundown today Athena your new moral life of death and rebirth will start. There is no where you can run or hide." With that Athena's chains released. "Though we have no doubt you will try." Both the voices and Athena disappeared.
"And that is that," Percy stated.