Percy scanned the Olympian throne room with amazement. There had been so many attending the first every Godly Parent Meet and Greet. So many Gods in one room, the air almost choked him. The feel of a teen night club setting filled the room; Gods and demigods alike were dancing. There were refreshment tables all along the walls filled with godly drinks and food, along with cookies and pizza. Percy was pretty sure he saw a table piled high with Doritos and Coca Cola cans. Wonder who that was for.

Zeus sat on his throne with some many kids standing before him, most younger than Percy. The God looked unsettlingly pleased to be sharing stories with them of past adventures and wars. He saw a familiar face on Zeus' left side. It was a blonde guy twirling a coin between his fingers. He looked over at Percy and nodded.

Zeus seemed almost pleased with the current turn of events. Percy smirked, remembering the epic argument with the sky god prior to setting this up. His dad, Poseidon, had to break it up.

His wife, despite not mothering any of the children, and being the Goddess of family and such, looked down on the children with love. Either that, Percy thought, or an elaborate plan to put every single one of them through their paces.

He glanced next over at the children of Athena. They all looked closely as the Goddess told them an epic story. Percy double-taked when she gestured towards someone else, meaning she wasn't bragging about herself. It was Percy's girlfriend, Annabeth Chase. Her long blonde hair flowed in the wind of her mother's presence.

She blushed and looked away from her siblings, noticing him watching. Her stormy gray eyes sent Percy to a special place. She blew him a kiss, and he awkwardly looked away as Athena knitted her brows.

Hephaestus and his kids were probably the most entertaining to watch. Half of them flashed their inventions in the god's face, and he ate up the attention, dropping the ball on them with some toys of his own. One girl, frizzy red hair and glasses, stood back. She seemed either scared of the others, or Hephaestus. A small mechanical cat made of celestial bronze sat on her shoulder. It moved its mouth. Was it talking to her?

Wvery onve in a while the god would glance with an annoyed expression at the other half of hiss kids dancing with Aphrodite's young ones. They'd dance and converse, some even stole kisses.

Percy doubled over in laughter when he heard the group of people chanting someone's name.

"Leo! Leo! Leo! Leo!"

He looked through the crowd to see a curly haired demigod with a tool belt cutting all sorts of rugs with the goddess of love herself. She wore a modern bedazzled blouse with tight jeans, high heels and plenty of jewelry. He even heard her chanting as well.

There was another guy dancing with them. His skin was crystal white, and he had long blonde hair. His smirk penetrated the hearts of the Hephaestus girls. Percy swore he was an elf or something similar.

Ares and his gang all flashed tattoos and leather biker jackets at one another. No shocker there. There was one girl, however, who wasn't as brutish as the group, but demanded the same authority as her dad. She didn't wear a leather jacket, just all black. There was a buttoned down sleeveless shirt only buttoned half way up, tight leather pants with spiked studs in random places, and black knee high Converses. She had more tattoos than the others, two full sleeves on her arms. Her black hair was no shocker either. She laughed and pushed people jokingly, including Ares, who didn't seem to mind.

Two thoughts came to mind for Percy. She looked incredibly similar to Kat Von D, and Annabeth would kill him for looked at this girl for so long.

Artemis and her hunters had just arrived. From the look of the goddess' face, and the wanting expressions of the ladies with her, Percy concluded that they had about two seconds before Artemis releases them, just this once, to go party. He was so right, in fact, the girls hit the dance floor before Percy finished the though. His old friend Thalia Grace was the first to be seen dancing.

Behind one of the refreshment tables, a door Percy never noticed before opened. Somone walked out, closing it behind them. The person wore a black British pea coat, and a purple checker patterned hoodie with the hood up. Percy couldn't make out his face. The person also wore dark blue jeans and Converse style shoes.

"Great turn out, huh?" Percy felt a slap on the back. The sudden smell of ocean filled his nostrils pleasantly.

"Hey, dad," He smiled brightly. His green eyes shone like the Atlantic on a summers day. "Everyone seemse to be enjoying themselves..." then a thought occured to him. "Where are all of your kids?"

"Funny you should ask," the sea god scratched his beard. His blue Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts with sandals made Percy remember his first time seeing a tourist. "I never had any after you."

"Oh, dad," Percy grinned as his father put an arm over his shoulder. He elbowed the god's ribs gently. "You expect me to believe that?"

"It's true!" the god exclaimed. "Well. No demigods at least.

The two had a laugh.

"Hey," Percy started again. "Where is Hades, did Zeus still refuse him?"

"Our brother isn't much of a family man, so he threw his own bash."

That has to suck,"Percy said.

"Not really. Its just an attempt in to out do our party. He held it in Elysium. So could it could properly party with his children both dead and living." The god sighed. "Its invite ony, and his poor incredibly hot wife wanted to come here."

Percy hsf never caught a glimpse of a god fantasizing, and didn't want to see it again any time soon.

"Anyway," Poseidon looked at his watch. Surprisingly, gods checked the time of day. "He did, however, decide to send someon in his place."

Just as he said that, the mass of people grew quiet with murmurs. Even Mr. D, who Percy called the god of wine, Dionusys, had to put down his drink.

"Is it my time?" He heard someone ask in a shaky voice.

A man walked into the throne room. He wore a vlack trench coat with the tying lace undone. A black fedora hat with a black feather sat atop his jet black hair, which was tied back. He wore a white business shirt, black slacks and old man shoes.

He scanned the room, thoughtfully, apathetic to the worried looks and Zeus standing up and welcoming him.

He looked like a detective, and he walked up to Percy and Poseidon as if he had found his culprits.

"Ah, Poseidon, and Mister Jackson, as well." He tipped his hat to them both. His ebony skin and golden plated eyes seemed awfully familiar. "Thanks again for freeing me in Alaska."

"No problem...Thanatos..." Percy stepped back.

"No worries, I'm off duty," the death god smiled as he yelled.

"Been a long time, Thanatos," Poseidon gestured to the open food bars. "Please, make yourself at home. Have a good time."

"Oh, I intend to. Not every day Death gets a break."

Thanatos turned and walked towards the tables and stopped. Standing in his way was the person Percy had seen before.

Percy walked up to Thanatos. "Do you know this guy?" The god kept an apathetic face, yet his eyes started to water.

Annabeth ran over. "Who are these people?"

Percy explained Thanatos, but shrugged at the new guy.

"I..." the person started talking. It was a guy, sounding no older than Percy. "I am Thane Tobias...I...Iam..."

Percy half expected what happened next.

Ares appeared next to the boy, full clad Greek armor, and punched the boy in the stomach. He crumbled to his knees.

Hermes glided over to Zeus on his flying shoes with a golden IPod tablet, probably with a list, Percy thought.

Zeus spoke in a thunderous voice. "You come here to Mount Olympus, our heavenly home, and crash MY gathering," Percy half laughed on that one, "Give me a reason not to cast you into Tartarus." He summoned his famous lightning staff and struck the floor. Sparks shot everywhere.

Percy looked back at the guy. His jacket and coat were torn where Ares had gutted him. Half conscious, he removed his hood. He had chocolate skin and black hair that hung in his face. Percy saw one golden Iris glowing in the eye he could see through the guy's hair.

The left side of the guy's coat began to crumble to the floor, revealing what looked like a three dimensional tatto of a wing made of black diamonds where Ares had struck him. The crowd gasped as the tattoo came alive and pushed Ares back. The war god landed on his feet, royally ticked off. The tattoo floated back, suspending itself from the guy's left shoulder blade. Percy could see through the wing, since the feathers were of diamonds and not truly connected with each other.

Ares looked towards Zeus, who nodded, and went in for the death blow.

Thanatos caught Ares' fist, and seconds later everyone realized the death god had reacted. "Because," he cut his eyes at Zeus, "I have said, I am off duty."

Thanatos' coat began to float into the air, and morphed into two giant black wings. His pants and shirt melted into robes that only covered his lower half. His shoes and hat faded away, and his hair was released from its bonds. The death god held out his other hand and flexed his massive bicep. Suddenly, out of black nothingness, a long rod with a sickle at the end appeared.

Ares looked at his hand, which was withering from death's touch, and pulled back his punch, surpressing an impossibly epic amount of rage. The death god beat his mighty wings, and with that, the anger of Ares subsided.

Thanatos turned to the boy and helped him up. The boy coughed up blood, then looked into his eyes. "I...I am...your son."