HERA I

I walk through the hidden glade that hid me in its Shadows. The scent of fresh red roses filling my nose as my heels stumble and stagger in the grass and soil.

The scenery brought hope to my eyes and heart. Making me believe that this small glimmer of faith would help make our depressing history a better sense in all our eyes.

As I reach my destination. The sea green butterflies flutter around as if to keep those impure away from their precious pearl. I peer down to at the child.

No older than 16. Jet black hair that is as soft as silk, sea green eyes, more beautiful than anything Poseidon has ever created. Remain closed.

I huffed, full of stress from everything that has been going on Olympus.

Looking down gave an absolute answer. He has requested many things from us, none for him, and many that we have not fulfilled.

Because of those requests, I believe doing this is a proper use of him in dealing in one of our sacred problems. Even if there are some annoyances caused by his disappearance.

My loving husband has done a very rash thing that makes most Olympians wonder if he was right to do it.

Olympus is closed, the doors of gold are shut and no Gods is allowed out. Causing all Gods and Goddesses to be stuck in the warm but strict halls of my palace.

Poseidon has been angered and saddened of his son's disappearance.

Angered; because of Zeus's arrogance of being saved by a demigod, keeping a close eye on him, making sure he won't go out and search for Perseus.

Sad; because his precious angel is missing and no one knows of his location.

Hermes is annoyed that his father won't let him out to search for Perseus, his fondness for the child is seen easily. Hermes could have easily been Percy's father figure in his life since he has been more active with the child than his own father.

Along with the fact that the child had a certain bond and friendship with Hermes's late son, Lukas Castellan, even to the point of telling the Gods that they needed a shroud, a shroud for the Hero of Olympus. Apollo and Artemis aren't far behind in annoyance against their father. Both have favoured Perseus more than any other hero.

Artemis holds a respect towards him for understanding her late Lieutenant, the daughter of Atlas I believe.

Apollo holds a sort of fondness for Perseus, mostly for the rescuing of his older sister.

But, I have seen another reason of his affections towards Perseus.

Let the fate keep that at bay.

Aphrodite has been having a hissy fit about how Annabeth and Perseus's romance was just starting and that she had much in store for them.

I shake my head at the poor child and his irritating partner.

Hades showed it more discreetly.

He agreed with Poseidon and correct Zeus of all the wrong facts he stated about the second Titan War. And here I though he hated everyone.

Almost all the Gods and Goddess favored Perseus.

Those who didn't, my stepdaughter Athena is a good example, at least respect him to a limit. But we have all seen that she does not approve of her daughter and his relationship.

I pity Perseus because he will soon face her prideful wrath.

Not anytime soon, but, one day.

I wonder what would happen if the Olympians found out I was the one who held their precious hero captive in a deep slumber?

There would be no way of them finding out, but if they did. My husband would figure out what my true motives were soon, and she would be put through a fitting punishment.

I sighed.

With a flick of my hand, I disperse, escaping my pitiful but faithful retribution.

Leaving behind nothing but colourful bright peacock feathers, which soon drown in red roses that plan to keep any essence other than the angel in the coffin. . .

. . . dead.

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HERA II

I walked through the quiet, golden halls of Olympus. Keeping myself as refined and innocent as possible.

I stand in front of the alluring glowing door of the throne room. The lightning bolt is the direct symbol of Zeus's home.

I take a deep breath.

Shoulders back.

Stomach in.

Straight posture.

Fingers articulated.

Lifted chin.

Lastly, an atmosphere of an innocent bystander, in this world so cold.

A snap of my fingers and the doors open. Revealing the Gods and Goddesses of different distasteful domains.

I walk gracefully through the room towards my husband's side where my throne stands. Not as tall as mighty as the King of the Gods, but more graceful.

Eyes of all the 12 Olympians and the two new ones who had been requested to join the council.

My older sister, Hestia and my dearest younger brother, Hades.

As I sat on my throne I gaze back at the insignificant divine beings gazing back, till finally, I speak.

"Is there any reason you all are gazing at me?"

There was a long silence.

"Hera?" The silence was broken by my other.

'Where have you been?" He asked clearly implying that I must have been helping the demigods.

I kept my eyes soft.

"Nowhere, just walking about" I answered with grace.

My husband narrowed his eyes.

"I haven't seen you anywhere, where were you exactly?" He asked.

"If you think I went out to search for Poseidon's demigod son, then you are harshly mistaken. I would not dare waste my time." I answered.

Since I already know where he is.

Poseidon, Hermes, and Apollo glared at me.

Hades, Dionysus, and Artemis did it more discreetly.

While Hestia showed her disappointment in me, with a shake of her head.

I averted my eyes, not being able to look at her.

My husband coughs to get everyone's attention back on him.

"Now, I have come to a conclusion that Poseidon and much more of you would like to discuss my conclusion of closing Olympus, again"

There were nods and mumbles around the throne room.

"What is there to discuss? What's done is done. I will not revoke my decision and that is final, but, please amuse me of why you'd want Olympus open again." Zeus finishes.

"Zeus" Poseidon started.

"My son is missing, the camp is gloomy without him, and his mother is miserable. I need to locate where. he. is!"

Although Poseidon started calmly, his anger and worry for his only mortal child overtook him in the end.

I could not see where he was coming, Perseus was just a demigod, he would one day die in battle, and if not, that then one day his time will be up.

Zeus did not even flinch.

Instead gradually started tapping his fingers like a rainbow on his thrown, as if he'd heard it many times.

Not even looking up, he answered.

"My rule stands by, brother, he needs to find his own way without any help from us."

Then, looking up he continued.

"Besides he's a demigod he is going to die sooner or later. Leave him behind."

With that, the tension in the room was so thick that you'll need one of Ares's swords to dismember it.

Before Poseidon could speak up, Athena had interrupted him.

"I agree with father, besides if he can take four quests and defeat Kronos and his traitorous follower. I believe he can make it on his own for a while."

Every word she spoke was triggering Poseidon and Hermes to great certainty.

"My son was not a traitor! He was a hero and if Percy was here he would agree!" Hermes's built up frustration was starting to leak out now.

Poseidon was just starting too.

"The question isn't if he can make it on his own. It's where he is? And why he left camp without telling anyone?!" He bellowed.

Athena smirked.

"Father and I were discussing that earlier." Athena turned towards Zeus.

"Do you remember my theory father?" Athena Said a bit too smugly.

Zeus frowned but nodded.

"Theory?" Hades raised his eyebrow. Athena nodded.

"I have theorized that young Perseus maybe be aiding in a future plot to overthrow the Olympians," Athena answered smoothly.

That caused the throne room to go into chaos.

"Athena! How could you think such a thing!" Screeched Artemis.

"Percy has saved us during the war and you think he's going to betray us! Why and who would he betray us too!" Yelled Apollo.

"I thought you were wise Athena! But this is the most irrational thing you have ever thought" Hades seethed.

"My son would never! You told us yourself that his fatal flaw is personal loyalty, how could he betray us!" Yelled Poseidon.

Athena didn't flinch one bit, but she was pretty wounded by Hades words about not being wise. Even I could see that.

"Well, flaws can be overcome with endurance intelligence. Which I'll reluctantly confess Perseus has up to some manner of. As to why that is his own personal means." Athena finished.

"Your explanation proved you're wrong." Poseidon countered clearly angered by Athena's theory.

Athena just rolled her eyes leaned back into her throne.

"it was a theory, not fact," She said it as if it clear up everything.

I looked around the throne room at all the Gods, all of them had at least some sort of connection and fondness with Perseus as if he was their child. well, excluding Apollo."

I focused on my nails, the peacock feather design seemed to interest me more than this argument, I hope that it would distract me from the guiltiness I felt from doing this.

I shook my head.

What I was doing is for the greater good, it would help unite our family and the dark ancient blood in between us.

I tuned back into the conversation to hear that they were talking about where Perseus may be and who could have taken him. I listen in so if they get close then I could throw them off track.

"He may have been kidnapped by a rogue demigod who was in Grandfather's army?" Apollo put in.

Artemis shook her head.

"Someone would have seen the demigod, or the nymphs, satyrs, and harpies would have seen someone."

"Then who could have taken him?!" Poseidon asked with desperation. Hades gave him a sympathetic look.

We pondered for some time until my son Hephaestus spoke up.

"Only a God could have taken Perseus without alerting anyone at the camp." He then went back to working on what he was doing.

Poseidon started gazing at all of us as if we had stolen something more valuable than his whole undersea palace.

Zeus cleared his throat, but I beat him to saying what was on our minds.

"Poseidon none of us would kidnap nor think about hurting Perseus. Well, I can't speak for Athena."

At the mention of her name she perked up and glared at me.

"I didn't."

I waved her off.

It didn't matter what she said. The main suspects were Athena and Zeus, luckily I was out of the picture.

The council departed with depression of another failed meeting and went to their separate chambers to deal with everything.

I was about to leave when I was intercepted by my beloved stepson Hermes.

"Where is he?" He asked going straight to the question and boldly rude I might say.

I blinked furiously.

"What do you mean?"

He narrowed his eyes his lips tighten with the thirst for knowledge.

"Where's Percy? I know you have something to do with this. You've been very quiet this whole meeting and barely contributed at all to the meeting, even less than Hephaestus."

I forcibly smiled.

"Now, why would I do anything with Perseus? He's not even Zeus demigod son, there would be no reason for me to inflict anything on him."

Hermes rolled his eyes.

"Well, Stepmother dearest it doesn't matter if he's Zeus son or not. You despise demigods because they're products of affairs and one time flings."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Either way, I would never touch Poseidon child unless I want my throne and cabin in danger of being destroyed." I smiled.

Of course, my brother would never destroy my throne, but as that stupid quote he always says."the sea does not like to be restrained," Poseidon is unpredictable, especially when his only demigod son is involved.

That put a lot of strain on my progress.

Back when we were fighting Typhon, Poseidon would not help us since he was defending his home from Oceanus.

Does he not get that Olympus is his home.

Well, long story short. Perseus talked to his father and convinced him to fight for Olympus. How he got his attention remains a mystery to all of us.

I placed my hand on Hermes's head, even if he wasn't my biological child, he was still part of my family.

"I know you care about Percy as your own son, he was there for you in your time of hardship."

He smiled fondly and nodded.

I hummed and walked by, but before I left the throne room I called back at Hermes.

"Hermes, you might want to be careful about your interactions with Perseus. We wouldn't want Poseidon to find out his nephew might replace him in Perseus life."

His head swung back, but the throne room doors drummed as they closed.

I walk away with a pleased smile on my face.

Although, I didn't mean to scared Hermes I was just warning him. Poseidon is very protective of his children, especially his only demigod child.

He can also be very jealous of other Gods in Perseus's life and tends to threaten many of them.

Because of that he never lets Apollo be alone with Perseus in a secluded environment, fates know what Apollo would do.

If he could, he would never let anyone be in a relationship with Perseus. He doesn't even like Annabeth.

You think Athena's the only overprotective parent who threatens their rivals child because they show an interest in their own. No. Poseidon visited Annabeth in a dream and warned her if she even made Perseus frown, the seas would drown her.

It was amusing to see Annabeth terrified of going near water after that experience. Yet, Perseus still walks by libraries without breaking into a sweat.

Just like with Perseus, no one other than the Gods knew about the encounter, Hermes was agreeing with Poseidon about his warning. While Apollo sarcastically replied about giving him the "Most Overprotective Parent" award.

Athena was fuming until she was reminded that she threaten Perseus right after the war. Then she just walked away.

I smiled at the memory, it was one of the moments that we had been laughing together as a family. Well excluding Athena.

"Whats got you smiling?"

I turned to the smug voice. Seeing my husband leaning against the wall with a loving smirk on his face.

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CHIRON I

The air was gloomy.

The sun seemed depressed as if it had lost someone important to it.

I gazed at the supposedly radiant sanctuary that was supposed to be very jocular. Instead, I saw an atmosphere full of melancholy.

I sighed, it has almost been a month since his favourite student had vanished during the night. Like as if he was never there in the first place.

It didn't make sense to me, right after the campfire Percy and Annabeth both said their loving goodbyes and went to their respected cabin. In the morning, Percy was not seen at breakfast. Dismissing the fact for oversleeping everyone went on with their day. It wasn't until we heard Annabeth's scream from the Poseidon cabin that the situation was given the proper attention it was needed.

I dropped whatever I was working on and raced to the Poseidon cabin. Part of me hoped that Annabeth hadn't been vapourized by Poseidon for going into his cabin, or Gods forbid, dating Percy.

When I had finally arrived at the Poseidon cabin there was already many campers crowding around the cabin, when I got closer Annabeth came running to me.

"He's gone!" she wailed.

I was taken back by the outburst, but I manage to comfort the child.

"What do you mean he's gone, child?" I asked.

She had tears streamed down her face and kept whimpering.

"Percy's gone, his cabin is empty and he's nowhere to be seen."

I look up to see Clarisse with a frown on her face. I handed Annabeth to her half-brother, Malcolm, and walked into the Poseidon cabin.

This is where nothing made sense. Everything was exactly the same as it always was, there were no signs of struggling, around the cabin and other than the missing sea prince nothing seemed out of the ordinary. It's as if he vanished into thin air.

At first many thought he went home to visit his mother, Sally Jackson. If he did, that meant sneaking out without being detected by either the harpies, satyrs, or I. Percy was very skilled and unpredictable and very surprising at times, but he could not leave camp that easily, but many stuck with that answer.

When Annabeth tried to Iris message him all that came was "The person that you're calling is unreachable right now, please try again later,". We, Iris messaged Percy's mother; Sally Jackson, to asked if Percy was with her. Everyone started getting worried when the answer was no.

Now, it's almost been a month since Percy's disappearance, Nico has gone out to search for Percy and comes back every 5 days to rest and restock. He seems to be gloomier than before. Annabeth has been asking Rachel; our new oracle, for a prophecy to go on a quest. Sadly the spirit of Delphi does not feel it is right for a quest.

Along with Annabeth, many of the other campers are feeling melancholy, the sing-alongs end up being canceled because no feels like singing. Just to rub salt in the wound a week after Percy's disappearance, Zeus called the Gods back and closed Olympus and ceased contact with everyone, that includes Dionysus.

Although it may seem that the campers would be happy of his absence, you could tell that they missed him, especially Pollux. But, their anger must be directed somewhere, I hear many campers grumbling about The Gods. I don't know what exactly, but it doesn't seem pleasant. They still sacrifice food to them at the camp out, they didn't want to make the Gods angry.

I sighed.

Camp right now was not somewhere new demigods wanted to be. New campers still get claimed, but that's all the sign we get from the Gods. Either way, the new ones were added to the depression as if it was a disease.

Annabeth stays closed off from everyone else these days. Poor child, this was mostly hard on her. Last, I heard about Thalia she and the hunters were trying to find Percy. She comes to camp every week for a day to comfort Annabeth, promising that Percy would be found. But, then has to leave to return to the hunt.

Everything that has happened has taken a toll on everyone. I myself miss Percy and the times when Camp Halfblood was normal and cheerful. It's been lonely without Dionysus to play cards with and exchange stories. I miss the good old days.

I pray that Percy is safe and sound.