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Poseidon's P.O.V

Another boring day up in Olympus. I really should be down in my Palace, but for some strange and unknown reason, Zeus had called an emergency counsel.

So, there were ten gods in the throne room. Why only ten?

Because Zeus and Hera decided that they would turn up late! The two rulers of Olympus – the ones that called this meeting, mind you – haven't shown up yet.

The nerve!

All the gods were talking amongst themselves excited, wondering what could possibly have happened for Zeus to call a counsel, and then him and Hera to not show up. Most of us had come to the same conclusion. Zeus and Hera had to decided to, Erm, play scrabble – wink, wink – and had lost track of time.

So, most of us were quite surprise when Zeus stormed in – quite literally – and Hera was trying to calm him. She tentatively place her hand on his shoulder, but he shook it off forcefully, glaring – Erm, looking – straight ahead.

Hera sat down in her throne, but Zeus didn't. He stood right in the middle of the room, which puzzled me greatly.

"Honey, why don't you-" Hera started, but Zeus interrupted.

"I SHALL NOT SIT DOWN!" He thundered.

We all looked taken aback by Zeus' anger, but Hera scolded him.

"Zeus, do not speak to me like that!"

She looked even angrier than Zeus!

He growled at her, and turned his back to her.

"Zeus, if your having marriage troubles-" Ares said, but Zeus sent a lightning bolt at him.

Ares convulsed uncontrollably and when Zeus finally let down with electrocution, Ares was fried to a crisp. He was literally black with soot.

We all looked on horrified, except for Hera, who huffed indifferently, (probably still angry about Zeus' tone) and Zeus, who glared at everyone in the room, daring them to challenge him.

Obviously, no-one did. We were all still a bit shaken up from Ares' fate a few minutes ago.

"I have called you all here for a very important matter." Zeus said, his voice slightly calmer. "My Master Bolt has been…"

He hesitated. "…Stolen!" he spit out the word, like it was a disease. And to him, it probably was.

A few people glanced at Hermes, but he just glared at them, as if to say I would never do that!

"And," Zeus continued, "I have a pretty good idea at who it was."

He looked at everyone pointedly. Then, he stopped and glared at me. Me!

"What?" I snorted, "you think I did it?"

"I don't think," he snarled, "I know."

"That is utterly absurd!" I shouted. "We are forbidden to steal each others symbols of power."

"Yes. We are. But our children aren't." he said dramatically.

A few gods looked around, as if this idea was impossible.

I had no idea how Zeus found out about my son, Percy, but neither one of us was to blame.

"Your accusing my son?"

I stood up and advanced on Zeus very quickly, glaring at him. He seemed to falter for a second under my murderous glare, but he composed himself quickly.

Just as I was about to blast him with some godly energy, I felt my arms get pulled behind my back, and hold me firmly in place.

I turned around to glare at whoever it was.

"Let me go Athena!" I yelled at her, but she held on more tightly.

"Go on Poseidon! Tell everyone here that you broke the oath, and then let your son up to Olympus to steal my Master Bolt!" Zeus hollered.

"I haven't seen my son in years!" I roared. "He doesn't even know who I am!"

"Lies!" Zeus cried.

I tugged at Athena's grip on my arms, but she had a strong hold.

"If you lay one finger on my son, or his mother…" I threatened.

"Or what Poseidon?" Zeus taunted.

"I will send you to the deepest darkest part of Tartarus. You can spend some quality time with our Father!"

Zeus paled considerably, but he managed to get out, "You would never follow through on that threat!"

"Try me." I growled.

"You wouldn't! As if you would. You would get sent down there aswell, by the other gods."

"Small price to pay if it ensures my sons, and his mother's safety."

Zeus face turned red from his anger.

"You will have returned my Master Bolt by the Summer solstice." Zeus said.

"And you will have given both me and my son and apology by then, Zeus." I hissed.

"Get me my Master Bolt," Zeus said, walking backwards towards the door, "or there will be war."

He turned and left the room. I growled at his retreating figure.

"Ooh, Poseidon." Apollo said from the other side of the room. "That sounds serious. You better give it back."

"I don't have the freaking Master Bolt!" I yelled.

I finally pulled free of Athena grip. I quickly grabbed my Trident and pointed it towards Zeus.

Just as I was about to blast him off Olympus, Athena snatched it out of my hands.

"Don't do it Poseidon." She said. "It's not worth it."

I glared at her. Then I closed my eyes. When I re-opened them, I was back at my underwater palace. A few minutes later my Trident appeared.

I sighed and brought up a picture of my innocent son.

He was at some field trip at a museum.

"Enjoy it while it last, son." I said quietly. "Because it wont be like this for long."

How'd I do? Two more chapter will be added. One of Zeus' POV, one of Athena's.