Author's Note: I know it's been a long time since I've updated a story, and I apologize for that. I've just gotten my new computer, and soon, hopefully, I'll have a bunch of stories out. Until then, I hope you enjoy this. I was watching Clash Of The Titans, and thought that this would be a better ending. I'm sorry if this isn't quite like the movie, and it's really short.
Perseus was standing by the remains of the once giant statue of Zeus, staring out at the sea. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he missed the men, woman, and Djinn who'd been with him in his quest to rescue Argos.
As he contemplated his future alone, a presence mad itself known behind Perseus. He knew who it was by the aura that emminated from the god. Turning, he gave his "father" a glare.
"Hello Perseus." Zeus said, coming up to stand beside his son. The two men, one god, one demigod, stood in silence for a time, and stared out at the ocean.
"What next?" Perseus finally asked, breaking the silence. Zeus looked at his son, one of his creations, and smiled.
"I do not know my son. But whatever happens, you will not be alone in it." Zeus said, and turned to look behind him, smiling. Perseus looked as well, and almost broke into tears.
"Hey Perseus." Exebios said, as he emerged from a mist, followed by Draco, Ixas, Solon, Io, and even the Djinn Sheikh Suleiman. Perseus almost ran over to his friends. While the team reunited, Zeus disappeared in a flash of light.