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The Moirai were in their home a place that no mortal knew of and where no immortal could ever go to. They stood there, their gaze transfixed on the enchanted fountain. They watched as the events of the future transpire. Death, destruction, and carnage could be seen everywhere. For once Atropos didn’t want to cut someone's thread, Lachesis was remeasuring the tread hoping beyond hope that somehow a mistake had been made and that maybe it could be fixed and lives could be saved. Clotho looked grimly towards her sisters and spoke. 

“The events of the future are worse than we predicted.” 

“You are correct.” From her right, Atropos bitterly agreed. “We had thought that after the first war the gods would learn from their mistakes but we were gravely mistaken.” 

Lachesis from her left asked. “What do you propose we do now sisters?”

“We may need to initiate plan  Ψ .” Clotho said reluctantly. The other two sisters looked at her questionably.

“Are you sure sister? We have not used that plan in eons.”

“Yes, it may as well be our last opportunity. We shall be taking a huge risk but if all goes well then many precious lives would be saved. We have to make the gods see how their actions are affecting their children’s lives. And the children must learn that some things are beyond even the god's control.” She answered.

Both Atropos and Lachesis looked at each other then back at their sister and nodded. “Very well sister we stand beside you. Let us begin.”

The fates joined their hands and started chanting in a language that was older even than ancient Greek. It was a language of magic. Soon their hand began to glow the light around them becoming brighter and brighter until it engulfed everything.

It was a weird day on Olympus. The gods were sitting on their thrones in Olympus. They were having an emergency council meeting and even Hades was invited. For once they all sat in silence there were no accusations no-one was bickering with the other. All in all, it was a weird day. Finally, a bright light appeared at the center of the room when it faded in its place stood the Moirai. The gods stood and bowed respectfully. The fates nodded at them in acknowledgment before Lachesis spoke.

“Olympians we have seen the future events and they are not how we had hoped they would transpire.”

“We the fates are giving you a chance to change the future for the better. We shall send twelve heroes from the future and call upon a few from your time.” Continued Clotho.

“Together you shall read about the life of the greatest hero of all times who was the center of it all. He is unlike any before him he and his partner had succeeded in a place where even the gods dare not traverse. From their adventures, you must learn. And remember all the demigods will be protected by us if you harm any of them there will be severe consequences.”

A flash of light came from behind the fates revealing eleven campers and the lieutenant of Artemis. The youngest camper looked around eleven years old while the oldest looked about nineteen. The campers were all wearing similar orange camp t-shirts. All of them looked around their surroundings confused. A stack of ten books appeared near Hestia hearth.

“The books shall remain blank until all the readers from the future have arrived. Time outside this place has been stopped and will remain so until the end of the meeting.” Clotho said before turning her gaze towards Apollo.

“Prepare the medicine you shall need it shortly.” With that, they disappeared.

The lieutenant moved forward and bowed towards Artemis. The goddess smiled towards her old friend and nodded her head in acknowledgment before snapping her fingers and making a seat appear by her side. While the demigods stood there awkwardly. Hestia the ever-kind goddess sensing their discomfort smiled towards them reassuringly.

“It looks like we will be here for a while. So why don’t we make ourselves comfortable.” 

With that, she waved her hand and couches materialized from the air and arranged themselves in a semi-circle. The demigods took up the left half of the couches while leaving the other side for the future demigods. Apollo and Hermes looked towards each other before shrugging and shrinking to human size and sitting in front of the kids. The other gods happily followed their example some (cough *Zeus and Hera* cough) more reluctantly than others. Once everyone had settled themselves into their seats Hestia asked the children to introduce themselves. They started introducing themselves from the left.

The current Lieutenant of Artemis a tall graceful and gorgeously beautiful girl with brown eyes, upturned nose, copper-colored skin, and a silver circlet braided in her long dark hair started. 

“Zoe Nightshade a hunter and Lieutenant of Artemis.”

Next, a boy with jet black hair and sea-green eyes said. 

“Percy Jackson. The son of Poseidon.” That got Poseidon a few glares from other gods for breaking his oath but he ignored it in favor of smiling towards his son who returned the gesture shyly.

Before anyone could say anything else a girl with curly honey-blonde hair and stormy Grey eyes said. 

“Annabeth Chase. Daughter of Athena.” Athena smiled proudly towards her daughter. 

Next, a Satyr with brown hair and brown eyes introduced himself. 

“Grover Underwood. Satyr.” Zeus upon recognizing him as the satyr who had failed to protect his daughter glared at him causing him to shrink back and hide behind Annabeth.

A large African American kid with black hair and Brown eyes trying to take Zeus's attention off Grover said. 

“Charles Beckendorf. Son of Hephaestus.” Said god raised his head from his latest project and nodded towards his son in acknowledgment before going back to his work.

Next, a beautiful girl with black hair and blue eyes said. 

“Silena Beauregard. Daughter of Aphrodite.” Said goddess smiled brightly towards her daughter.

A girl with dark eyes, pale brown hair, and a vicious sneer spoke. 

“Clarisse La Rue. Daughter of Ares.” Ares looked on uninterested causing the girl to grit her teeth.

A Hispanic boy with black hair and brown eyes said. 

“Chris Rodriguez. Undetermined.” Hermes smiled sadly towards his son. He waved his hand claimed him immediately.

“I’m sorry Chris. With everything going on I have been very busy and wasn’t to claim you immediately. Please forgive me.” He said apologetically and Chris seeing that Hermes was genuinely sorry nodded his head and accepted the apology.

Two skinny boys with curly brown hair, blue eyes, and mischievous smiles said.

“Connor-”

“-And Travis-”

“-Stoll. Son of Hermes.” They finished together.

A girl with brown hair and green eyes who was unfortunate enough to sit between the brothers shook her head and said.

“Katie Gardner. Daughter of Demeter.” Demeter smiled towards her daughter. 

Lastly a boy with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes with a thick pale scar running from the bottom of his eye to his chin spoke. 

“Luke Castellan. Son of that guy.”

He said while jabbing a thumb towards Hermes. The smile on the gods face from the Stoll's introduction fell away. All the kids frowned at him. But before anyone could say anything the ground started shaking and an elevator rose from the center of the group. The demigods looked at it curiously while the gods tensed.

“Are those-” Zeus asked unsurely.

“The doors of death? Yes.” Replied Hades.

“But what are they doing here?” Demanded Poseidon.

“I don’t know brother I do not control the doors they change their positions as they will. But whatever is in them will be coming straight from Tartarus itself.” The last statement caused a ripple of fear among everyone.

“Is there a way for you to tell what is coming through them, uncle?” Artemis asked drawing her bow.

“No. I can’t tell for sure however I do know this whatever is in there has a powerful aura unlike any other I have sensed before.” Answered Hades but upon seeing the pale expression of the demigods and the tense posture of the gods he quickly exclaimed. “But not to worry whoever is in there won’t be able to exit unless the doors are opened from our side.”

Once they heard this everyone started relaxing before a note appeared in Athena’s hand.

“What does it say.” Asked Demeter.

“ Open the doors

-The fates. ” Athena read.

“Are they serious?” Asked a pale Hermes.

“Apparently yes. What do you propose we do brother?” Asked Poseidon. Everyone looked at Zeus expectantly.

“We do as the fates said. Hephaestus, Demeter, Aphrodite, Hestia, Hera, and Hermes protect the demigods. While the rest of us deal with this.”

All the gods nodded and took their positions. The kids were all taken away from the doors and towards the hearth where they would be away from the fight but still be able to see everything. The other gods formed a semi-circle around the doors of death with their weapons drawn. Everyone held their breath and waited anxiously to see what would come through the doors. The silence of the throne room was broken by a chiming sound coming from the elevator. Apollo looked towards his father who nodded in confirmation. Then drew his bow and shot a flat arrow towards a green-up button. As it made contact the doors slowly slid open.

Annabeth and Percy were sitting with their backs towards the wall facing the door of the elevator. After a few minutes, the doors had stopped shaking, and after making sure they would remain that way the two had collapsed onto the ground in exhaustion. Their bodies were aching and telling them to rest just as they had been since the last who knows how long. But they knew that they couldn’t do that now. They didn’t know if their friends had made it to the doors in Epirus in Greece or not. Nor did they have a way of telling what would await them on the other side. They had to be prepared for whatever monster, giant, or other evil they might have to face. Four minutes passed and Percy stood and drew Riptide while helping Annabeth stand who held her sword in hand ready to run it through the first monster who came at her. They silently stood in front of the doors their weapons drawn and their hands intertwined. The silence was broken by a Chiming sound. Taking a deep breath Percy kissed the back of Annabeth’s hand before letting it go.

The doors opened and for the first time in a long time, Percy breathed in the fresh air and saw the light he couldn’t believe it. It was all very overwhelming but he couldn’t stop now. They had come too far to let a little disorientation stop them. Together they stepped out of the elevator and were shocked to find themselves in a somewhat familiar place and that they were surrounded by the gods whose weapons are drawn and an equally shocked expression on their face. Upon seeing his father he relaxed and lowered his sword he knew that his father would not let the other gods harm him.

He opened his mouth to greet his father when from the corner of his eye he saw Annabeth sagging forward. Fortunately, he was able to place one of his hands on her shoulder and wrapped the other one around her waist to support her. Unfortunately, his body thought that this was the perfect moment to tell him exactly how exhausted he was and sent them both tumbling towards the ground. Somehow he was able to break her fall and the last thing he remembered was seeing Apollo and Artemis coming towards. He managed to mutter a soft ‘Save her’ Before it all went dark.

To say that the gods were shocked to see two teenagers walk out of the Doors of Death would be an understatement. Everyone stood there in shock as a girl with a slender athletic body, long curly honey-blonde hair covered in blood, golden dust, and grime tied into a ponytail, stormy Grey eyes holding a white sword that looked like it was made out of bone. Along with a tall boy with a Mediterranean complex, disheveled jet black hair and sea-green eyes, and an SPQR tattoo with a trident and a line holding a Xiphos exit the doors. Both teens certainly looked the part of having gone through Hell and back. They were both wearing orange camp half-blood T-shirts that were so torn that they could barely be considered clothing. They had multiple bruises and cuts across their bodies. The girl had her ankle in a bubble wrap cast. The boy had multiple patches of dried blood on his clothes. They were both pale as ghosts and had sticks for arms and legs as if they hadn’t eaten a proper meal in weeks. Their eyes looked broken, they looked like they had seen and experienced too much for any age.

Their eyes looked around their surroundings and something akin to familiarity passed through them. Before they landed on the gods and the two demigod's eyes lit up in recognition. Slowly and in perfect sync they lowered their weapons and relaxed their posture. The boy was about to say something when the girl lost the fight the battle between consciousness and dormancy and started drooping forward. Even in his fatigued state the boy shot forward as fast as lightning and caught the girl in his arms. But looked like he had used the last of his energy in doing so. They both collapsed onto the ground along the way the boy twisted them in such a way so that he could take the brunt of the fall.

Without waiting for anyone else to say anything the twin's Apollo and Artemis moved to check on them. As he got closer Apollo saw the boy lock eyes with them and mutter a soft ‘ Save her.’ before giving in to his exhaustion. Without wasting any more precious time they both started healing the teens. Apollo worked on the boy's injuries while Artemis worked on the girls (Who of course as his twin also had the power of healing but only over girls.) Up close he could see that their injuries were even worse. The boy had claw marks on his back, two broken ribs, multiple cuts and bruises across his body as well as some curses and minor poisoning. It looked like he had tried to shield the girl from the worst of it who as far as he could see had noticeably fewer injuries. Her only major injury being her ankle and a large gash running down her left arm. He would have to ask his sister for the details later.

Both gods set off to work after a few healing spells some ambrosia and nectar both demigods were as good as new. With a snap of his fingers, two hospital beds appeared with the teens resting on them. Their clothes had also been changed they were now wearing brand new versions of the clothes they had arrived in. He turned his attention towards his sister collectively they discussed the conditions of the two half-bloods. They concluded that after everything they had been through the two of them deserved some rest. The other gods would just have to wait a while before their questions could be answered. Together they walked towards the couches where everyone else had returned to give the twins some space. They stood in front of the others in silence unsure as to how they should proceed.

Hestia worried about the demigods well being asked “How are the two demigods doing?”

“They had a lot of injuries from different monsters and a few curses. We have done as much as we can and they are stable for now. But they are still unconscious and it would be best if we let them rest.” He answered.

Running a hand through his beard Zeus asked. “How long do you suppose that would take?”

“In their current state I would say a few-” He was cut off by a scream coming from where he had left his two patients.

He looked over and saw that the boy was thrashing around violently in his sleep having a nightmare. He started moving towards him but before he could take a single step he saw the girl wide awake and already making her way towards the boy. She sat on the bed next to the boy and placed a hand on his cheek she saying different things -which he couldn’t hear due to the distance between them- to try and wake him up. It seemed to word as he suddenly woke up with a gasp. Tears were running down his cheeks. The boy (He needed to know their names so could call them something other than the girl and the boy.) wrapped his arms around the girl and latched onto her desperately. Hiding his face in her neck he started sobbing. The girl ran her hand through his hair whispering into his ear with tears in her eyes. Once the boy had calmed down he pulled away from her. He said something to the causing her eyes to soften. Shaking her head she wiped his tears away before replying and placed a soft kiss on his forehead. The boy immediately relaxed at her touch. It was clear to everyone watching that the two of them were close.

Apollo felt genuinely very bad for ruining their moment but it had to be done as he knew the other gods were anxious to get some answers. He made his way towards them and stopping a few feet away from them he cleared his throat causing the both of them to jump and reach for their weapons. The girl's hand went to her side presumably for her sword which was lying near her bed a few feet away. The boy pulled out a pen and placed himself between the girl and him. Both relaxed upon seeing him but only slightly -The tension not fully leaving their shoulders- and bowed their heads respectfully.

“Thank you for helping us, Lord Apollo.” Said the girl while the boy only smiled at him thankfully.

“I was just doing my job as the god of medicine and healing.” He replied. “Now if you don’t mind I would like to give you a check-up before we go to join the others.” 

As he said that he saw them look around properly for the first time and take in their surroundings. Their eyes landed onto where the gods and demigods sitting and widened comically. He couldn’t blame them it wasn’t usual to see the gods and demigods to be sitting together so -for the lack of a better term- casually. Tearing their eyes away from the scene they turned towards each other a silent conversation passed between them. One that was over before he could catch a single word. Before they turned towards him and nodded.

When Annabeth woke up to an uneasy feeling in her stomach she knew something was wrong. She had long since learned to trust her instincts. Slowly and cautiously she opened her eyes but had to close them due to the sudden light that invaded her vision. Which was weird considering that there wasn’t supposed to be any light in Tartarus. She took a deep breath to keep herself calm. She had to figure out where they were and how had they gotten here. All of a sudden she remembered the events from earlier. Escaping Tartarus with Percy. Bob and Damasen sacrificing their lives for them, them riding through the doors, readying their weapons to face the enemy on the other side, walking out of the elevator to see their parents, feeling lightheaded before everything went dark.

She tried opening her eyes again and was much more successful this time. She looked down and saw herself laying on a bed with a blanket draped over her. She was wearing new clothes and all her wounds were either healed or bandaged. Her best guess would be that Apollo and Artemis had healed them and left them to rest. Which she found hard to do. They might have physically escaped that hell hole but every time she blinked she found herself back there. It was like someone had taken a picture of that place and glued it to the inside of her eyelids. It made it very hard for her to completely relax and that strange feeling wasn’t helping at all. She had to find Percy figure out what that uneasy feeling was and what was causing it.

She was driven out of her thoughts by a scream, Percy’s scream coming from her right. Without thinking she flew out of the bed -which was the wrong thing to do if the spots dancing around her vision were any indication but she just pushed forward- and made her way towards him. He was having a nightmare. His mouth was moving as said something but his voice was too low for her to make out what he was saying. She sat at his side and put her hands on his cheek urging him to wake up. After the second titan war, most campers including the two of them had started experiencing nightmares and she knew from experience that the only way to wake him up was to tell him that all of it was just a dream.

It worked as he suddenly woke up with a gasp with tears running down his cheeks. He wrapped his arms around her and started sobbing on her shoulder. She ran her hand in his hair to try and calm him down as she kept her tears at bay. It broke her heart seeing him like this. They had done so much for the gods and everyone else they deserved some rest and to be able to live out the rest of their lives peacefully. But of course, when have the fates been kind to them. 

She continued running a gentle hand through his hair and whispered ‘Were together, were safe’ in his ear again and again in an attempt to calm him down. She didn’t tell him that it was fine or that it was okay. Because everything wasn’t fine and after going through that place they weren’t okay there would be a time when they would be but now wasn’t it. So she settled for telling him what was true that they were safe, they had made it out alive, and that she was with him and that they were together. Once he had calmed down he pulled away from her and in a meek voice said. 

“I’m sorry.” 

She put her hand on his cheek and brushed away a tear. Sitting in front of her at that moment he looked every bit like the scrawny little kid that she had nursed back to health when they were young that it made her heart melt. Shaking her head she said.

“Don’t be. I will always be there for you when you need me. Just like I know you will be there for me.” 

Before pacing a soft kiss on his head and she felt him relax as soon as her lips touched his skin.

Their little bubble was broken by the sound of someone clearing their throat. Immediately thinking the worst her hand shot to her side where her dagger would normally be. Before she remembered that she had lost it down there. One glance back and sure enough her Drakon bone sword was placed near the bed she was previously resting on. Percy had Riptide in his hand and placed himself between her and the threat ready to defend her. But it turns out that they wouldn’t need to. Because when they turned towards the source of the sound they found Apollo standing there. They relaxed but not fully because after all, he was a god. They bowed their head respectfully.

“Thank you for helping us lord Apollo.” She said trying to convey her gratitude. While Percy gave him a thankful smile.

“I was just doing my job as the god of healing and medicine.” He replied. “Now if you don’t mind I would like to give you a check-up before we join the others.”

As he said that they turned around and got their first look at where they were. They were on Mount Olympus. It was different it was not the one that she had designed no it was the one before the war. Next, her gaze landed on the group sitting in a circle at the center of the room causing her eyes to widen. Not at the sight of the gods sitting with their kids but upon seeing her and Percy’s younger self along with some friends that they had lost because of the war. Tearing her eyes from the scene she looked towards Percy a silent conversation passing between them. 

‘Is that-’

‘Yes.’

‘But how?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘What do you think we should do?’

‘Let’s let them explain the situation first before doing anything.’

‘Okay.’

Upon coming to a decision they turned towards Apollo and nodded. He quickly caught them up with what was happening. When she asked him what day it was he said it was June 11 ten days before the winter solstice in 2006. The day they had left for their first quest. The day it had all started. Once he had completed his check-up Apollo told them to rest and take it easy (To which Percy had scoffed silently and muttered. ‘As if the fates would ever let that happen.’) and told her that even though her ankle had been healed it would still be sore for a while and to try and keep her weight off it for a day or two. Before ushering them towards the others.

Deciding to not take a chance she grabbed her sword and leaned on it as an excuse to keep it close. It wouldn’t be much help against the gods but she felt safer with it nonetheless. As they got closer her gaze landed on a young Silena and Luke causing tears to well up in her eyes. She gripped Percy’s hand in hers and squeezed it tightly. His gaze was fixed upon Zoe and Beckendorf. He squeezed her hand back just as they reached the middle of the circle where they stood with their backs turned towards the demigods of the past. While Apollo went to take his place between Hermes and his sister.

Annabeth felt a pair of burning a hole through the back of her head. She somehow knew who it was but didn’t turn around in fear of locking eyes with the owner. She didn’t know if she would hug Luke or punch him if she did. A few awkward minutes passed by in which the gods waited for them to bow in front of them to show their respect. While they just stood there matching their gaze with their own, the past demigods were looking at them as if they were crazy and would be smitten any minute.

Finally, it was Athena who recognized that they were not going to make any progress and asked. 

“I believe my brother has briefed you about the situation?”

They nodded but Annabeth looked anywhere but at Athena’s eyes. She was still a little bitter from their last meeting. Athena had known that following the mark of Athena was a suicide quest. A quest that none of her children over the centuries had nor came back from alive and the few who did were never the same. Yet she had cursed her with her mark left her out for the wolves while telling her that she had failed her and disowned her on the spot. Heck, she hadn’t even acknowledged her when she completed the quest, defeated her greatest enemy, and recovered her statue. Even in her dreams while she was down there, Athena only talked about her  stupid  statue. Yeah, she knew that it would help them win the war and settle the conflicts between the Roman and Greek demigods but still that didn’t make it hurt any less. And it wasn’t like she was asking for too much a simple ‘I’m proud.’ would have sufficed but that was too much to ask from the mighty wisdom goddess. It was all Athena’s fault if she hadn’t given her that cursed coin she would have been able to concentrate more on defeating Gaea, she and Percy wouldn’t have fallen there. They would have been making their way towards Greece on the Argo II along with their friends to defeat Gaea and her forces. She was broken out of her thoughts by Athena.

“Very well then tell us which year you came from, your name, and your tittles.”

 (AN:/* From this point on the names of Future Annabeth and Percy will be underlined.*)

The two demigods shared a look a silent argument passing between them - and from the triumphed look on the boy's face it looked like he won- the girl squeezed the boy's hand one more time and stepped forward.

“Were both from the Year 2010. I’m Annabeth Chase, the former daughter of Athena.” Said the girl no Annabeth. Her statement electing a gasp from everyone. They started looking between Annabeth and Athena wondering what happened between the two. Even Percy was looking at Annabeth with worry. While the mother and daughter just sat there in shock.  Annabeth ignored it all and continued.

“Retriever of the Master Bolt and Hades Dark Helm. Tamer of Cerberus. Sailor of the Sea Of Monsters. Returner of the Golden Fleece. Defeater of Circe. Bearer of the Titan’s Curse. Navigator of the Labyrinth. The successor of Daedalus. General of the Second Titan War. Wielder of the Cursed Blade. Hero of Olympus. Official Architect of Olympus. Follower of the Mark of Athena. Defeater of Arachne. Returner of the Athena Parthenos. And one of the seven from of the Second Great Prophecy.”

As she spoke the air around the throne room became heavier. Many demigods looked at her in awe and envy because of her achievements and the number of quests she had gone on. Her past self looked on in pride and a little bit of fear in her eyes at the thought of what she had gone through. Athena looked at her daughter proudly -or at least tried to- as Annabeth was once again avoiding eye contact stubbornly she was once again left to wonder what happened between the two of them in the future. The other gods just looked on in silent judgment. They didn’t know what to make of the two demigods that had been able to survive Tartarus a place that even the gods avoided. No mortal should be able to survive Tartarus. Yet here were two demigods standing in front of them. Proof that it could be done. They had heard the achievements of only one demigod and they could tell they were extremely powerful and might pose a threat against them. They couldn’t do anything now seeing as the two were protected by the fates but they would need to hold a council meeting later.

The silence of the throne room was broken by Silena asking the question that was on everyone's mind. 

“What do you mean by ‘former daughter of Athena’ What happened?”

Annabeth looked towards the daughter of Aphrodite an unreadable expression in her eyes and before anyone could decipher what it was she locked it away. A neutral mask appeared on her face as she replied.

“It is just as I said, my  mother.”  She said the word distastefully. “Disowned me at the age of sixteen a few months after the great prophecy had come to pass. Told me I meant nothing to her that I was no child of hers and abandoned me in a subway station with a cursed coin.”

Once again the crowd was stunned into silence. Annabeth sat there in a daze with sadness in her eyes as she wondered what had transpired between her and her mother for them to become so distant. Grover rubbed her back to calm her while Percy patted her hand awkwardly trying to offer comfort.

Meanwhile Luke was silently seething this was the reason why he hated the gods. No matter how much they did for them they would always end up abandoning their children. This was the reason he following his Lord he would do what was best for his family no matter the cost.

Even Athena was questioning the wisdom in her future self's actions. Especially if it was her greatest children in a long time who in the future had been able to recover her sacred statue. She had so many questions she wanted to ask but more than anything that she sought to know was how she had been able to find her statue.

“If you don’t mind me asking how did the two of you end up in Tartarus.” The boy and Annabeth both tried and failed to not flinch at the name. “And what is the second great Prophecy.”

Annabeth took a deep breath and bowed her towards Lady Artemis respectfully. “Of course not My lady. After the-” She started explaining but was cut off by a flash of light and a letter appearing in her hand. She read it silently.

“Read it out loud. ” Hera commanded upon seeing the letter.

Annabeth glared at her causing the queen of the gods to flinch (Not that she would ever admit it).

“Dear gods, goddesses, demigods, Satyr, and immortal (From both the past and the future.)

In our haste to get everything done, we forgot to mentions that the demigods of the future are not allowed to reveal any information about the upcoming events. Everything will be revealed in due time. Gods you cannot force them to reveal anything. Continue introducing yourself we shall send the others shortly.

-The Fates.”  Read Annabeth.

“I guess that means there isn’t very much that we can say to answer your question Lady Artemis. ” Said the boy to the gods for the first time since they arrived.

“Very well then we should continue with the introductions.”

“Did you recover my statue?”

Athena and Artemis said at the same time.

“ Of course she still cares more about that stupid statue. ” Annabeth muttered under her breath but was still heard by everyone in the room.

The demigods were shocked that someone would talk to a god much less the goddess of wisdom like that. The gods were indignant that a demigod -even one with so many achievements- would talk to them with such disrespect. Athena was left speechless how could one of her greatest daughters in history talk about her statue like that. While Poseidon and the boy were both trying to keep their laughter at bay to avoid the ire of Athena. Annabeth was once again left to wonder what exactly happened between her and her mother in the future. Annabeth ignored everyone and said.

“Unfortunately that is a spoiler so you will have to wait for the books to explain.”

The boy interjected and started introducing himself before Athena could ask Annabeth any more questions.

“Percy Jackson. Son of Poseidon. Retriever of the Master Bolt and the Dark Helm. Dueler and defeater of Ares. Slayer of Medusa. Sailor of the Sea Of Monsters. Returner of the Golden Fleece. Defeater of Polyphemus. Slayer of the Nemean Lion. Bearer of the Titan’s Curse. Navigator of the Labyrinth. Defeater of Antaeus. Former bearer of the Curse Of Achilles. Defeater of Hades. Survivor of the Second Titan War. Defeater of Hyperion. Defeater of Kronos. Child of the Great Prophecy. Hero of Olympus. Returner of the Legions Eagle. Praetor of the Twelfth Legion. Defeater of Polybotes and many other Giants and Titans. And one of the Seven.”

Once Percy finished the whole hall was silent. His past self was looking at him in awe. This Percy albeit one that had to go through many life-threatening adventures looked exactly like how he imagined himself looking when he was older. The other campers were looking between the two versions of Percy wondering how this scrawny little twelve-year-old would grow up to be like how he is now and become the savior of Olympus.

Poseidon was looking at his son with a sad look in his eyes. He had subjected his son to a hero's fate. It was his fault he wouldn’t be surprised if his son hated him for it. And yet as he made eye contact with him he saw no traces of hatred. Ares was looking at him with hatred he couldn’t believe that he could be defeated by a child a mere mortal. No, it had to be a lie yes that was it the demigod was making it all up for attention. While the other gods were looking at him with various degrees of emotions from the suspicion that a demigod was able to do so much to hatred and judgment.

All this attention was making Percy nervous so he started fidgeting with Riptide. Yes, he could lead an army in the heat of battle but he was still not comfortable with having many eyes on him.  Annabeth sensing his discomfort took his hand in hers and squeezed it.

This little gesture didn’t go unnoticed by everyone else. Athena’s eyes bugged out at the sight of her daughter holding hands with a sea spawn. Her brain unhelpfully reminded her of the little scene that had played out between the two earlier. It caused a strangled screech -which she would forever deny- to escape her throat. Poseidon merely raised an eyebrow at the two. Percy and Annabeth were avoiding looking at each other or their future selves all the while blushing furiously. Silena was wiggling her eyebrows at the two which did not help their blush as the campers around them snickered.

Meanwhile, Aphrodite was fangirling in the background. She had sensed great potential between the younger version of Poseidon’s son and Athena’s daughter when they had first arrived. It was like a forbidden romance between two lovers who would stand the test of time and other challenges that she would throw at them and come out at the top. She had already begun making a list of events to make their love lives interesting when their future selves had arrived with a powerful and unbreakable bond. From which she knew that she had done her job perfectly. Ooh how she couldn’t wait to see how this love story played out.

Before Aphrodite or Athena could ask the teens questions regarding their love life. A light came from the center of the room. When it faded in its place stood ten teenagers led by a girl with short spiky black hair, electric blue eyes wearing punk clothes, and a silver circlet on her head. The crowd gasped at the sight of the girl they might not have known her personally but they had heard enough about her to know who she was. While the gods were blatantly staring at her and the other children of the group. 

The girl paid them no mind her eyes fixed upon the two demigods of the future who were smiling at her and making their way towards her.

“Annie. Perce.” She shouted meeting them halfway and tackling them with so much force that they almost tumbled down.

“Thalia!” Annabeth exclaimed while hugging the other girl tightly. They stood there for a while before Thalia suddenly pulled back and started yelling at the two.

“What were the two of you thinking putting yourself in danger like that? Did you have any idea how worried I was when found out what happened?” They tried to reply but she didn’t let them. “If you ever do something like that ever again I will bring you back from the underworld with Nico’s help then kill you my self.”

Once she had calmed down Percy rolled his eyes and replied.

“Sorry Thals. Next time we will remember to ask for your permission before being pulled into the deepest part of the underworld.”

Annabeth jabbed him. “Be nice Seaweed Brain. And it’s good to see you too.”

“ Annabeth!” 

Said a beautiful girl of Native American (Cherokee) descent, with chocolate-brown hair that was cut choppy and unevenly, and had thin strands braided down on the sides. Her eyes seemed to change color like a kaleidoscope, going from brown to blue to green, she was wearing an orange Camp Half-Blood T-Shirt and blue jeans.

Annabeth turned to her and said. “Hey, Pipes.” The girl Pipes threw her arms around  Annabeth and cried.

“Dude!” Said a handsome boy with regal Roman features, sky blue eyes, close-cropped blonde hair that made him look like a blonde superman. He also had an SPQR tattoo with twelve lines and an eagle and a scar on the corner of his lip. He stepped forward and gave Percy a bear hug.

“Back from Tartarus. That’s my peeps.” Yelled a scrawny Latino Santa’s elf with curly brown hair, dark brown eyes, pointy ears, and a cheerful elf-like face. He looked like he had taken much more caffeine than the normal limit and was seriously ADHD even by demigod standards.

The rest of the group of teens stepped forward and started greeting the two and telling them about everything they had missed while away. They didn’t comment on the fact that the two looked dead on their feet or the haunted look in their eyes nor did they ask about what had happened. They were happy to see that their friends had made it out alive.

The only two that didn’t swamp the two with hugs were a boy with long black hair, black eyes, his skin around his sunken eyes was dark and his skin was a sickly greenish-white color. He was wearing a black shirt and pants that hung loosely from his frame, a Stygian iron sword hung by his side. He was also wearing a silver skull ring.

And a girl she was beautiful with a regal face of Hispanic decent, she had piercing black eyes, and her glossy black hair is worn in a single braid. She just like Percy and the other boy had an SPQR tattoo but with four lines and a crossed torch and spear. She wore a pair of jeans and a purple Camp Jupiter shirt that left many of the campers confused and gods wary.

Percy walked towards the two and said to the boy.

“Thank you, Nico.”

Nico frowned. “What for?”

“You promised to lead the others to the House of Hades,” Percy replied. “You did it. You kept your promise.”

Nico gazed at the end of the room. “I made a promise and I kept it. Just like I wished someone had kept the promise they made to me.” With that, he walked away. 

Percy looked at Nico's retreating figure with a guilty expression on his face, his back hunched and shoulders tense. Only relaxing when Annabeth intertwined his hand with hers. She shot him a worried look who gave a reassuring nod in reply.

She turned to the girl and said. “Thank you Reyna for responding to my message and coming to help us so quickly. I know it must have been hard for you to leave your comrades behind.”

“It was but I saw a chance for establishing peace between the two camps and took it.”

Their conversation was cut off by a meek voice saying.

“Thalia!” 

The said girl turned to the voice and saw Annabeth and Luke standing behind her.

“Is that you?” Asked Annabeth.

“Hey, little ‘Beth.” She greeted and held her arms open for her.

It was all the invitation she needed as she crashed into her arms. Thalia held her tightly as she sobbed into her shoulder. It had been such a long time since she last hugged Thalia and she missed it. She missed her hugs, the smell of Ozone around her, and most of all she missed Thalia. After a few minutes, Annabeth began to calm down and her sobbing stopped. Annabeth pulled back and wiping her tears she asked.

“Your back?”

A nod.

“Your back. But how?”

Thalia gazed at Percy from the corner of her eyes and replied. “A friend brought me back.”

“Thalia!”

A voice breathed from behind Annabeth. Thalia looked up and locked eyes with the son of Hermes. Her grip on Annabeth tightened.

“Luke.” She ground out. 

Annabeth and  Percy came forward and stood at her sides. She pulled Annabeth behind her and took a defensive stance. Luke either didn’t notice or chose to ignore the action as he took a step forward.

“Thal-” He tried to say but was cut off by a punch to the face by Thalia. The campers yelled in outrage as Ares looked on eagerly excited to see a fight and Hermes winced.

“What-” He tried again but was once again cut off by a hit to the jaw -this time by Annabeth- the force causing him to tumble to the ground. Annabeth looked on in confusion wondering what Luke had done to be on the receiving end of not only Thalia’s rage but hers as well? Luke stood up cautiously staying away from the two girls' hit range and eyeing Percy cautiously expecting him to punch him next. When the other boy made no move to do so he rubbed his jaw and asked.

“What was that for?”

Annabeth glared at him. “Don’t act dumb Luke you know exactly what that was for.” A look of fear and doubt passed his face but he locked it away so quickly that the others wondered if it was there.

“I don’t know what you're talking about.”

“You were never good at keeping things from us.” Thalia scoffed. When he kept a blank face she said. “Fine. You’ll find out soon enough.”

Thalia glared at Luke as the air around the throne room became heavy. Finally, Hestia spoke causing everyone who forgot she was there to jump.

“Why don’t we all settle down and let the new group introduce themselves before we start reading.”

The three future demigods nodded their heads. If there was one god that they liked and didn’t want to be on the wrong side of it was Aunt Hestia. Annabeth and Luke went back to their seats. Percy and Annabeth also took a seat. Thalia took a step forward and introduced herself.

“Thalia. Daughter of Zeus. Lieutenant of Artemis and the survivor of the Second Titan War.” 

Hera glared at the demigod while Artemis smiled at her new lieutenant before looking at Zoe. After all the years they had spent together it would be sad to see her old friend go. She could only hope that her retirement had been at her choice rather than a loss on the battlefield.

A boy with sunny blonde hair, blue eyes, wearing a casual T-shirt, shorts, and flip flops stepped forward.

“Will Solace. Son of Apollo. Head healer of Camp Half-Blood and the survivor of The Second Titan War.” Apollo smiled brightly towards his sun.

The boy Nico that Percy had been talking to earlier stepped forward.

“Nico Di Angelo. Son of Hades. Ghost king. Survivor of The Second Titan war. And before you say anything I was born the oath.” 

Hades smiled towards his son a reserved smile who gave him a shy smile in reply. He also took notice of the absence of his daughter. He would have to ask his son about her later.

The girl Pipes stepped forward. 

“Piper McLean. Daughter of Aphrodite. Charmspeaker. Wielder of Katopris Blade and Cornucopia. And one of the Seven” Aphrodite smiled at her daughter while Silena looked at her half-sister curiously. Piper appeared different from the rest of her siblings she didn’t care about how she looked and could Charmspeak like her. She wanted to know more about her sister and wondered what the relationship between the two of them is like in the future.

Next, the Santa’s elf stepped forward. “Leo McSizzle. Bad by sup- Ow.” He was cut off by a hit on the head by Piper who gave him a look.

“Fine. Leo Valdez. Son of Hephaestus. Builder of the Argo II. Fire user and one of the Seven.” He said and lit his hand on fire. Beckendorf looks at him in anticipation he wanted to learn more about this ability and compare notes on different projects with him. While Hephaestus looked on curiously it had been a long time since one of his children had retained that particular ability of his. The last time it had happened had not worked out for anyone.

“Jason Grace. Son of Jupiter. Consul to demigods. Praetor of the Twelfth Legion. Slayer of the Trojan Sea monster. Destroyer of the Black Throne of Kronos. Defeater of Krios. And one of the Seven.” 

The hall was stunned into silence. The demigods because they didn’t know that Roman demigods existed and the gods because ‘What the heck were the Roman demigods doing with the Greeks?’. Hera was glaring at Jason but not with the same intensity as before which confused some of the gods. Finally, Annabeth snapped out of the stupor and asked.

“Wait! Grace. Are you…?”

“Yes.” Thalia signed. “Jason is my full brother.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell us you had a brother?” Luke asked. Thalia glared at him.

“Oh, I don’t know probably because I thought that he was dead.” At this point, both Hades and Poseidon were glaring at Zeus.

“You broke the oath not once but twice with the same mortal. An oath due to which you killed my beloved Maria who didn’t even have a part in any of this.” Hades shouted while pointing his spear at Zeus. Who had the decency to look sheepish.

“Hades calm down.” Said, Hestia.

“But-”

“Yes I know but there are children currently present here. We will discuss this matter later in private.”

“Fine.” He grumbled and slid down in his seat. Hestia smiled towards the demigods and asked them to continue.

A dark-skinned girl with shoulder-length curly cinnamon brown hair and golden eyes. She also had an SPQR tattoo with a glyph and a single line.

“Hazel Levesque. Daughter of Pluto. Tamer of Arion. One of the Seven. And born before the oath.” She hurriedly explained. Hades smiled at his daughter and wondered how she came back to life. While Poseidon and Demeter smiled at the mention of their son.

Next, a lean and muscular boy of Chinese descent with brown eyes and close-cropped hair stepped forward.

“Frank Zhang. Son of Mars. Legacy of Poseidon. Shapeshifter. And one of the Seven.” Ares grinned towards his son.

“Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano. Daughter of Bellona Prater of the twelfth legion. And the slayer of the Trojan sea monster.”

Lastly, a tall, slim girl with frizzy red hair, freckled face, and green eyes stepped forward. She wore an oversized shirt and jeans which had doodles on them.

“Rachel Elizabeth Dare. Clear-sighted Mortal and the Oracle of Delphi.”

“I get a new Oracle.” Whopped Apollo while Hades looked on with a blank face. If the oracle had a new body it would mean that the great prophecy had come to pass and that his children were no longer outcasts. As the demigods took their seats Demeter asked.

“I have to ask what are the Greek and Roman demigods doing together in the future?”

“Someone.” Annabeth started while glaring at Hera who pointedly looked away. “Thought that it was a good idea to kidnap the leaders of both Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter and exchange them. So here we are now.”

Everyone sat there in awkward silence for a few moments before Zeus asked who would read the book first. Annabeth raised her hand and said that she would do it. Hestia waved her hand and the first book appeared in her hand.

“Percy Jackson And The Lightning Thief.” 

Read Annabeth as everyone leaned forward excited to learn about the life of the greatest Hero in history. Even Zeus was paying attention he would finally be able to learn the whereabouts of his Master Bolt.

“Ugh of course it’s about me.” Percy groaned while leaning his head against Annabeth who patted it in mock sympathy.

Thalia scoffed. “What else did you expect? You are the hero of Olympus.”

“ ‘m not a hero.” He mumbled while sliding down in his seat. No one heard him except Annabeth who shot him a look that said ‘Yes you are and we will be talking more about it later.’ and continued.

“Chapter One: I Accidentally Vaporize My Math Teacher.”