Summary:

The year was 1786. France was a sad mockery of her former glory and power. The beginnings of the Revolution were at hand, political dysfunction tore the country apart… and the gods have their own problems as usual. What happens when mortal and demigod events force the magical into hiding? Some OOC in the behavior of the gods, but they fit the story better that way. Also AU with the Great Prophecies being given now.

A/N: First story guys, so please let me know what you guys think! (Please be nice and no flames. Thanks!) I will try to update every couple days, but that may change depending on conditions. Also, hope everyone has a great holiday season! And I'm looking for a beta editor, so if anyone's interested, PM me! Thanks, and Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PJO! If I did, things would be very different.

Prologue: The Council is called

Athena was watching her son George through a scrying glass when Hermes found her. "Hey Athena, message from dad. He wants you in the Throne Room to discuss ah… recent developments..." He paused while Athena stared blankly at him. "Now, sis." He added.

"DO NOT CALL ME SIS! And you can let him know I'll be there when I want to be there, Hermes." Athena responded miffed at being called 'sis.' She was, as it was, very upset with her father judging by the dangerous glint of her stormy gray eyes. He had just issued orders that the gods were to be cut off from mortal affairs and to completely restrict contact with their children.

Just because he had screwed up as a parent and his sons' actions were going to thrust France into the bloodiest civil war the world had ever seen in just under four years did not mean the children of the other gods, especially her own (she raised them better than that, thank you very much. Her children contributed to the world, rather than trying to tear it down.), would have the same issues. That's probably what he meant by "recent developments" thought Athena snidely.

"Calm down sis," Hermes replied with a smirk. It was rare that he ever got a rise out of here, with her being so calm and collected most of the time. "It's official summons. Apparently council business. He wants us all there by nightfall." He continued.

Athena snorted. Now she didn't have a choice and she knew it. She grudgingly acknowledged the summons and Hermes flashed out.