"Alright," boomed Zeus. "Is there anything else anyone would like to discuss before we wrap up this council meeting?"

All of the gods were shaking their heads, ready to be done with each other for the day. Well, all but one.

Poseidon cleared his throat and stood. "I am about to reveal something to you tat I have kept hidden and protected with every fiber of my being for nearly 17 years. I am aware that many of you will be upset that I have hidden something like this, but it was the only way I could be sure it would be safe. With the coming war looming over us, I realize it is finally time to tell you the truth, for this may be our only hope of survival." He looked around at the stunned gods and goddesses surrounding him, and continued. "I have a daughter. A mortal daughter, the first girl I have ever sired. She is nearing her 17th birthday, and I believe she is the one of whom the prophecy speaks."

"The child of the prophecy? The one who will save us an everything we know? How could you keep something so important from us for so long?" Athena questioned. "How did you keep something like this from us?"

The other gods muttered agreements, confusion written all over their faces.

Poseidon grimaced, saying, "Her mother, Sally Jackson, died during childbirth. I have raised her in my palace, training her to be a princess and a warrior. She knows what she is who I am, as well as the rest of you. She has been briefed on the current problem, and has been training ever harder to prepare. The girl is the strongest demigod I have ever seen, surpassing some gods, even. Her power is even stronger than Triton's. I believe she is the one."

Zeus frowned, unhappy that his brother had hidden such a powerful weapon for so long. "What is the child's name?"

Poseidon smiled. "Why don't you ask her yourself?"

The gods all snapped their heads to the entrance of the hall as the doors began to open. In walked a girl whose beauty trumped that of any daughter of Aphrodite. The girl had flowing black hair that reached in waves the middle of her back, and piercing green eyes the color of the sea. She was short - probably 5'3" - and thin but she looked strong. Despite her slightly flat chest and her less than curvy figure, she had an ethereal beauty that had Apollo's mouth hanging open in awe.

As she came nearer, she stopped and gazed into the eyes of each of the 11 bewildered gods.

"Hello," she said. "My name is Percy Jackson."

Hey there! So I know this chapter is short, but I wanted to end on that note and leave you wondering how the gods would react to her. I hope you liked it(;

Just to establish some things:

THIS IS NOT CANON. The war with Kronos never happened, but there was a different Great Prophecy that is about Percy and takes place when she's 17. Also, because the war never happened, let's pretend Luke never turned evil!

YES, PERCY IS FEMALE. She grew up in her father's palace, yada-yada, more to come later.

THIS IS NOT PERCABETH. Annabeth will be in it (undecided on whether she's male or female), but they will not be together.

THERE WILL, HOWEVER, BE A PAIRING. I'm trying right now to choose between two characters, and I may ask for input later on.

I really hope you guys enjoy this story, because it means a lot to me. I'll be updating infrequently because I'm a junior in high school, so I'll be really busy this year. I've got SATs to study for, lines to memorize, and show to direct, and a lot of songs and dances to remember. So please, bear with me. I'm always open to ideas and input, so if you have something really cool, private message me and I'll get back to you as soon as possible! Who knows, your ideas may just make it into the story, along with credit!

Alright, this Note has gotten way too long. I'll update soon!

xxx, Liza