Percy POV

"I'm so proud of you, Percy!" My mum said laughing whole heartedly. It was after she had recovered from her initial shock and surprise had she began to be extremely happy. Her son was a god! Then it struck. "What about that girlfriend of yours, Percy" she asked. "She decided we were better of friends" I answered, and she started to look infuriated, but she calmed down soon enough. "That's for the better really. Never liked that stuck up know it all" she said. I laughed. My mum did manage to have to funniest of humour at times. Paul seemed equally ecstatic, as he came out from the kitchen carrying a few cookies, passing one each to my mum and I. "When did you start having a liking of Baking?" I asked him. "I've been baking for a while now, really." He said, shaking his head in frenzy, as he tried to stop laughing.

I looked around the room. The house, in its entirety was velvety and embroidered, beautiful and clear, as if the rain from the outside was not a factor, and would not cause any eerie dullness in the majestically of the furniture. The walls, all glistening and prestigious, suite for a young-man, or in this case, a young-couples liking, and every single gold plaster, every little shimmering piece of wallpaper was a sign of significance and authority. The walls, when in all its power, patterned with white and gold, all reflecting the brightness of the fluorescent bulb hanging on the chandelier that hung on all its presence, as if it couldn't care less about the world. It was as if time passed really quickly, and I was running out of time. "Mum, I got to go now! Some business to attend to up in Olympus" I said, and after seeing my mother smile, I continued "Don't want to see those old folks get impatient, right?" "Alright, I'll see you soon though, right?" I heard her say as I went out the front door, creating a charm to help my mother wash the dishes on the way. "Yeah of course!" I replied, and teleported away.

Artemis POV

Walking down the crowded streets, afraid of what fears may overcome me. The deep hint of brown shadows lit the floor, sending searing messages to me. The propaganda hung high, as if there was nothing to fear above me. The words of a wise man, as approved by the government rung low, under rated as the new theories of science and technology overwhelms. I cease to wonder how they would be hundreds of years ago. Before, people were taught stuff. Not having memories and knowledge lodged inside the brain each year, terminating the useless operation of having to go to Schools; Right, the essential –n0- was essential body of a learning student. We were in no need of that now. Not where we live. It has all change for the better. Civilization has changed. You'd think after the numerous wars of the early years that led to indifference as humans started relying too much on electronic appliances, that era would last long. Those ages were long gone.

We, trying to fulfil the duties of gods, have tried numerous times to try and change the weird minds of the mortals, trying to change their lives for the better. But they were stubborn, and ancient laws had given us limits, Limits that are impossible to overcome. I looked at my watch, and quickly teleported to the throne room ready for the meeting that was supposed to start in a few minutes. I am not one to be late, as I am expected to be, of course, Zeus favourite daughter. I looked around the hue circular room. There was of course, as I said earlier a scheduled meeting today. Zeus, through messaging had called for an unexpected uprising of monsters and other minions of Gaia near the west coast of Manhattan. It seems like they have been influenced by an overwhelming strength of exorcism and power that Gaia was quickly achieving. In the human world, people believe they are run by their governments, by a presidential figure that would lead them to change, to difference. However, in reality, although the humans will never be able to discover who controls them. It is us, the gods. Yet we fear many things, like the Titans, or the strongest of monsters. These omnipresence beings were haunting, although they can kill, they can also possess things and control them. Gaia was building an army and the world as we see it now is in danger.

The uprisings of monsters are deadly. They are of course, Gaia's frontier line, and they would be his strongest warriors. They have already destroyed a lot. And they keep growing. Soon they will outnumber what we have. Gaia is fear less. He knows we fear him. He sensed weakness. The latest news was that a huge army of monsters, braking in to the heart of camp half blood, through unknown passageways, killing almost 30 campers that were defenceless at the time. Gaia was growing stronger. It was just a matter of time before she would be stronger than us.

I snapped out of my thoughts, and so that everyone had gathered in the throne room. "Fellow Olympians, you should have guessed the reason why you have gathered you here today is because of the rising of Gaia, and the unnoticeable capture of Apollo". Apollo, my brother was missing? I looked around to his throne, and sure enough he wasn't sitting there. I was never fond of him, but he was, after all family, and the closest member of the family I had.

"Does anyone have any trails to where he may be?" Zeus asked. No one put their hands up. I looked across the room at Percy, who seemed equally saddened. "Well, meeting adjourned until we have any substantial information" the king of the gods continued, he too, seemed upset, as he lifted himself from his gold throne and away to his sleeping chambers. We all dispatched slowly, and when I was sure that everyone was gone, I broke down on my throne.

I was a coward; my normally confident self, wrapped in entelechy and obedience, the very same ostentatious character that used to complain about the very inward and unnoticeable variables in life. Maybe I was wrong. And I knew I was, never facing the facts. My brother was important to me. More so than anyone else, and he had gone missing. I heard the floor rattle with a squeak, as someone walked and sat next to me, I looked to the left, seeing the only person that I wanted to see. The boy sat next to me, comforting me with his calm condolences. It was only around a half hour later did I begin to stop crying, and the clothes that Percy had worn were soaked through, as if the rain and thunder from the outside had swept in.

"Artemis, its fine, we'll fine Apollo" He said, reassuringly. And I had to admit, his words did comfort me. I snuck closer to his body, resting my head on his shoulders as I continued to cry.