It was usual winter solstice.

"Mother Rhea always liked you better!"

"Air Disasters are better than Water Disasters!"

"I'm older sis!"

"Don't call me sis! And I'm older!"

"Why d-"

The gods were interrupted by a golden blinding light. From that light came nine teenagers and a satyr.

''What are you doing here?'' Zeus boomed.

A boy with windswept black hair, sea green eyes identical to Poseidon's answered with a look of confusion on his face.

"You mean you didn't summon us? What are we doing here then? Why does Olympus look like the old version?" The boy fired questions too hard for anyone but the demigods to understand.

A blue shaded light appeared, leaving a man in its place. The man was wearing a black cloak with hidden knives and weapons of all sorts. His face, though, was covered by a hood.

"I believe I can answer your questions" he said in a voice that made everyone in the room shiver.