Edge of Oblivion Attempt 2. Begin.

Chapter 0:

Tartarus, Gateway to Chaia;

"We're here," Theialla said, her invisibility fading away as she walked through the broad caverns. One of the young men behind her nodded. "Yes. We're here. We've already sent emissaries to the gods. We'll need to fight through here to make it up to Olympus."

The teen behind both of them laughed, twirling around, the ribbons on his leather armor flying around. "Looks like they got the welcome party in the wrong place," Alaros told the both of them. "Well, let's go. I've been told about how good the Gods look, especially their children!"

Mount Olympus, Palace of the gods;

Athena finished her hundredth lap around the clearing. She had been waiting for hours for the gateway to arrive, but as the emissary had told the Olympians, there was a large chance of it warping into the underworld or even Tartarus.

The goddess of wisdom sighed as she beheld what remained of the welcoming committee; a couple of minor gods and goddesses who stumbled around, bored out of their minds. The area the gateway was supposed to arrive in was still empty.

Until out of nowhere a metallic humming noise erupted, so loud all the immortals went rigid. A flash of light appeared 10 feet in the air and a portal appeared right below, on the other side what looked like deep red caves with veins of lava in the cavern walls.

As the remaining immortals ran away or pulled out weapons Athena's armor appeared over her dress, her spear and shield appearing in her hands. A white haired teenager, Alaros, fell out of the portal, 3 hellhounds leaping out after him. Alaros whipped out his hands, knives flying into the hound's eyes. As the monsters turned to dust, Ikaros and Theialla lept out, explosions flying out behind them.

Right as a huge monster started bellowing, Alaros warped in front of the portal, throwing his arms out and closing the portal, effectively sealing the bridge. Above the portal, the flashing light finally spread out into the form of a massive mirror. A stargate.

5 seconds later, another rift appeared, but this one was dark and gloomy. A hand shot out, reaching for Ikaros. The young man sliced it in half, pulling his 10 foot runic blade out of nowhere to destroy the appendage. The 2 halves recoiled back into the portal, just in time for Theialla to cast a rune over it that dispelled it. Athena lowered her spear, walking over to her new guests.

Alaros stretched as he turned to face the Goddess of Wisdom. "That was entertaining."

Athena planter her spear in the ground, her shield and armor fading into the wind. "Hello Ikaros, Theialla, Alaros." She greeted them, a small smile upon her lips. "Welcome to Olympus."