Prologue

Olympus was silent, as all of the minor gods and nymphs were helping with the damaged that occurred when Gaea had risen.

Even though she had risen for only about ten minutes...at most.

Anyway, the weeks were spent repairing Camp Half-Blood and establishing the relations between both camps.

In the throne room of the Olympian Gods, the...well, gods were listening as Zeus went on about how Hera's plan (and how the others had intervened on a quest...).

Most tuned Zeus out as he rambled on. A few listen in silence, as they were angry and irritated on his childish and prideful ways.

Many can agree that Zeus needs to be taught a lesson in...well, practically everything. But, most of all, he needs to learn to be humane. What it's like to be human (or mortal).

That's where The Fates came in. They literally appeared in the throne room.

"Zeus, be warned. Those you have threatened to kill have something that you don't. Do not make an enemy out of the half-bloods. You mess with one and you will feel the wrath of them all..." They disappeared, before anyone could respond to their warning.

The question on all of the Olympian's minds were, 'What could that mean? What does our children have...?'

The answers were going to come in an...unusual and unorthodox way...

Everyone will get their answers, for the mist is clearing.

ANOTHER PERCY JACKSON FANFICTION?!

Yup, a new fanfiction on the half-blood world. Though, this time there will be no OCs.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy the story!

~MsPenguingirl1234.