AN- This is the first fanfic I have ever written so please be nice. I would enjoy constructive criticism though. By the way, I wrote this story before I got this account so Asyla is in no way shape or form reflecting me. Just like the name. That's it. Anyway, hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Though it would be completely awesome. I definitely do not own the Percy Jackson series (I'm not that creative). However I do own Asyla. So there.
Now, everyone knows that the wisdom god, Athena, and the sea god, Poseidon, have never gotten along. But, somehow, they must set aside their differences long enough to make a child. Now, when I say make, I don't mean in the way your parents made you. Athena had a special way of making children. She could conceive children with her mind. That was one of her special abilities. Anyways, Poseidon and Athena created a child, a daughter, and named her Asyla. This story is about her, the goddess of domestic animals and motherhood.
First of all, here is some background information. Think way back when, when you learned ancient mythology, what were the gods always doing? Having kids with mortals, creating demigods. Well, they're still up to their old tricks. Except now, they actually protect their sons and daughters by creating an camp where they would be safe. This camp called Camp half blood. But recently, a specific demigod, a son of Poseidon, made the gods promise to always claim their children. Also, he made sure every god, even the minor ones, would be represented in Olympus and at Camp. This promise called was Percy pact. Currently, the director of Camp Half-Blood is Dionysus, the Wine god. Now, this is where Asyla comes in. Asyla, being the goddess of motherhood was assigned to represent the unclaimed demigods. Therefore, at every meeting of the gods, she would let five unclaimed children come with her to Olympus, and demanded they be claimed right then and there. For a while, there weren't enough unclaimed children to come with her but as the years dragged on, the gods became lazy. Soon, the gods forgot to keep track of their children, and when the demigods grew enough to come to camp, they would stay unclaimed until Asyla was notified of their condition. Asyla was a very unusual goddess. Her birth was like no other. Athena thought it would be wise if Asyla lived as a mortal before she became her true form. She was placed into the womb of a human woman, and lived a relatively human normal life. But when it came time for her to die, instead of going down to Hades, she went up to Olympus to assume her true form. This experience taught her humility and the patience to deal with mortals. Of all the goddesses she was most unknown; yet, she was one of the most loved. Another way that she was different was her marriage pact. Athena and Artemis both pledged to remain maidens; Hera and Aphrodite were married to other gods. But Asyla, with her selflessness and humility, could not stand the arrogance of the gods, and refused to marry them, despite the many offers. Instead, she would take a human husband, who she would spend time with while he lived and then when he died, would take a new one. With her husband, she would create her children, and they were the most loved demigods of all. Along with her husband's children, like Athena, she would have her mind children. They were the only demigods who would see their mother as they were growing up. And this, is where our story, truly begins.
It was a nice day, as always on Mount Olympus, but in the throne room there was great tension hanging in the air, sparks of electricity barely under control. It was the winter solstice and the meeting of the gods was just about to end. The only order of business left was Asyla's presentation of the unclaimed demigods. Dionysus had just given an indifferent report of the activities at camp and now Asyla cleared her throat and sat up straighter in her throne between her parents. 5 young demigods, 3 boys and 2 girls, all under 13 sat nervously by her feet. Asyla's hard look swept over all the gods and goddess's in the room and most couldn't meet her eyes. "Gods of Olympus," she declared in a regal tone. "We have been neglecting our children. There are 17 unclaimed children at the camp, including these 5." Her eyes narrowed. "I implore you to remember the Percy Pact. It was made for a reason. Now, who claims these children? Ivy Franklin, please stand up." A young girl with light brown hair pleated in two braids rose shakily to her feet. Her nervous eyes bounced erratically from throne to throne, no doubt wondering who her mother was. A moment passed by before Demeter slowly stood up. "I claim this child," she said reluctantly. "Ivy, come to me." The girl slowly made her way over to Demeter, eyes shining and barely contained grin on her face. Demeter allowed a small smile at the girl before sitting hastily down. "Thank you Demeter," Asyla said. "Now will Matthew Quiver please stand up?" A blonde haired boy no more than 10 bounced up with a sunny smile on his face. Everyone in the room looked at Apollo, squirming in his chair. He noticed all the eyes. "What? Just because he looks like me has an archery related last name doesn't mean he's mine." The eyes didn't move. Apollo sighed in exasperation. "Well, except this time. Matthew, I claim you. But seriously am I that predictable?" Matthew, went, unsurprised, to Apollo. Soon, all the children were claimed but Asyla still wasn't happy. "C'mon guys. I know you're busy but seriously. It just takes a second. Hermes and I can't take in every camper. We have our own children." She sighed with a frown. "I'm done." The room breathed a sigh of relief. "Anything else?" Zeus asked. "Nothing? Okay, meeting adjourned." "I'm gone," Dionysus said and he disappeared with a snap of his fingers. The rest of the Olympians lingered a bit, chatting with each other. Asyla made her way out of the room, not feeling very sociable. She couldn't believe how selfish some of those gods were. Just once, couldn't they be more responsible parents? "Asyla!" A voice boomed across the room. She slowly turned around. "Hey Dad." Poseidon grinned at her. "I haven't seen you for a while. How are you?" She gave a wry smile. "It's only been half a year. And we've talked over Iris messages." The sea god shrugged. "Still." "Actually, Dad, I have to go. Gotta go deliver the kids, ya know." "Oh, yeah. Well keep in touch, will ya? Come visit some time. Same with your mother. She misses you too." Asyla gave her dad a hug. "Okay. Will do. Talk to you later." She nodded her head to Poseidon as she walked past him and over to Apollo. He was talking sunnily to Persephone, who was listening intently; probably glad to get away from Hades for a little bit. Matthew was standing at Apollo's side, just looking happy to be there. Artemis listened to her brother, shooting looks of disgust to her twin. "… and then she told me…" "Apollo, my gods, stop being such a pig! I swear, you are the reason I've given up on male kind!" Artemis exploded. Apollo glanced at his sister with a smug look on his face. "Oh, calm down little sister. You're so sensitive." He smiled knowingly at Persephone and rolled his eyes. The flower goddess barely contained a giggle. Now Artemis looked furious. She glared at Apollo and Asyla expected to Apollo to fry up right there. "HOW many times do I have to tell you? I'm NOT your little sister! We're twins! And how dare you…" "Excuse me? Sorry to interrupt." Asyla cut in. Artemis still looked distressed, but she had calmed down a little. Apollo turned gratefully to Asyla. "Ahhh, Asyla. How are you my lovely lady?" Artemis snorted in disgust. He ignored her. "What brings you over here?" "Hello Apollo, I'm just here for Matthew. I need to get him back to camp." Apollo looked down at his son. "Oh, okay. Well, I shall see you later my dear boy. I expect great things from you." Matthew nodded his head solemnly. "Goodbye Father." "Goodbye son" The boy turned his attention to Asyla. "Let's go get everyone else, huh?" Asyla smiled sweetly down at him. He smiled back even more sweetly. "Okay!"
Asyla got the demigods back just in time for dinner. After making sure they joined their new cabin mates, she went over to her children's table and sat with them as they ate. She had 7 children at Camp Half-Blood, and two more would be coming in the next couple years. She felt complete, just talking to them, looking at their smiling faces. If only she was allowed to protect them more. Well, that couldn't be helped. Asyla was just starting to end the conversation with her children when 3 bright lights shone over the Hermes table. The symbol of Tyche, Iris and Hebe floated above three of the unclaimed campers. Asyla smiled to herself. At least some had been claimed. The other 9, she supposed, would have to wait until summer.
End o' chapter one. Hope you liked it. Depending on comments and school, I shall update soon. Seeya