"Something's not right," Aphrodite mumbled angrily. She tried one more time. "Come on, you can give me thirty percent off on this dress," she charm-spoke to the salesman. She plastered a flirtatious smile on her perfect face, showing off her straight pristine teeth.

The annoyed salesman shook his head stubbornly. "Sorry, ma'am. I can't do it."

"Alright, twenty percent," Aphrodite negotiated, still charm-speaking.

The man glared at her. "I told you ma'am, no."

"Fine," Aphrodite huffed, and she put away the long navy blue dress as if she didn't wasn't just begging the salesman for a discount. Then she walked out of the store like it didn't bother her at all.

But Aphrodite was worried. Really worried. The man that she tricked into giving her a discount just two days ago was now immune to her charm-speaking?


"Something's terribly wrong," Aphrodite said at the meeting that evening.

Apollo rolled his eyes. "If this is about you not being able to fit in your dress because you got fatter from the BBQ chips, I don't want to hear it."

"No, it is actually very important. More important than me getting fatter," Aphrodite stated, ignoring Apollo's insult. "My charm-speaking isn't working."

Everyone looked puzzled.

"Hm. This is important," Zeus confirmed. Then, his posture sagged as he let out a sigh of defeat. "Alright. I think that this is a good time to let you know. I've been hiding something for a while now."

There were shocked expressions and many were muttering to each other.

"Quiet!" Poseidon bellowed. "Let him speak!"

Zeus nodded at Poseidon as if he was saying thanks. And when the room was dead silent, he began. "Someone is out to hurt us. They want to destroy us by taking our power."

Gasps filled the room.

"It's already happening. Aphrodite lost her charm-speaking ability, as I saw it in my vision in my dreams. I lost my control over lightning."

"I can't fly anymore!" Hermes blurted.

"And I do not know how to grow plants anymore!" Demeter sobbed.

While Demeter wept, Zeus continued. "I've thought about it. We could find out who they are and go into battle. Which will not work because we will have lost all our control. Or we could surrender, but clearly that's not an option. So I found a way we can transfer our powers to other beings, with the help of Athena."

"So we will be mortals?" Dionysus asked as he took a sip of his wine.

"Only temporarily, if our plan succeeds," Athena answered.

"So, is that a yes?"


"Life as a mortal / Really really really sucks / I feel bad for them,"Apollo said, clearly not happy with the situation.

"So how does our plan work again?" questioned Dionysus for the fifth time that day after getting drunk.

Athena rolled her eyes, and began explaining. Again. "The objects, crafted in the form of our symbols, will choose the right child to give the powers to. A charm will protect the child until the age of sixteen, which is the age of maturity, when we cannot help them anymore. Then, we will meet up with them and The Oracle to plan our attack."

"Uh-huh. I get it now," the drunk man said in his slurred speech.

A few moments later, Dionysus forgets. "Wait, can you say it again?"


The four year-old boy splashed happily in the water, flapping his arms in a failed attempt to swim. Sinking, he drank a mouthful of repulsive ocean water. The young boy grimaced, and so smartly washed his mouth with the water, causing him to gag.

As he spluttered, something poked him in the stomach. He giggled from the tickle, and reached out to grab the object.

He felt the goopy sand seep through his fingers as he searched. He shifted his hands a little more to the right, and felt something hard. He trailed his hands over the unidentifiable object and when he finally got a grip, closed his hands on it.

With a surge of strength, he pulled it out.

"Yah!" he cried in truimph.

His sea-green eyes glinted with amusement and curiosity. It was a trident!

The boy leaned in close. Real close. Then, suddenly, the trident began to glow. It glowed, and sparkly mist swirled around it.

And then it went into him. As strange as it sounds, it went into him. As in, it evaporated and the particles literally went into him.

He scratched his head, clearly confused. But he quickly returned to his playful self.

Again, the boy with the jet black hair swung his arms to learn how to swim. However, this time he succeeded.

Front-crawl, back-crawl, eggbeater, butterfly, you name it. He was able to do it all, just from that one mysterious trident.


All around the world, young children began to transform.

The first one was Perseus Jackson, the clumsy toddler with the eccentric eyes.

The second was chubby Asian boy Frank Zhang, who always played pretend-war with his grandmother.

Then there was Katie Gardner, a British girl who loved to help out in the garden.

After her was Hazel Levesque. Unsocial, quiet, so much like Hades.

Number five was Travis Stoll, a mischievious young lad who adored pulling pranks.

Then Charles Beckendorf, a kid with a love for building.

Sixth was intelligent Annabeth Chase with the frizzy blond hair.

Identical female twins for Apollo and Artemis, and a friendly boy with a fiery head of red hair for Hestia.

The eleventh was a blond, blue-eyed boy named Jason Grace.

The twelfth was the gorgeous American girl Piper McLean.

And last to discover was the strange, curly-haired mess, Leo Valdez.

But out of thirteen children, only seven managed to survive. They are the Greek's last hope. They are what the gods worry about. They are the only seven left.

They are The Seven of Power.

A/N: Okay, that's the Prologue. I hoped you liked it. :) Please review even if you don't like it - I would like to be informed on your opinions, good or bad.

And I just wrote that 16 is the age of maturity, I doubt that is actually real...

So anyway, please review, follow, and fav! Thanks! :D