Child of the Gods

by Katropris100

After the second giant war, Zeus decides that the Gods are too weak to stand up to another threat and he forces all the other gods to help him create a child, called Zoë. 100 years later, WWIII arises and is this mortal (or not quite so mortal) threat enough to make Zoë fade? Rated T because I'm paranoid.

1. Chapter 1

Chapter 1: WWIII

Rosemary's POV

I stood facing President Whitethorn. Her face was set in a stern line, I could tell she didn't want to stand down.

Flashback

After Brexit, Britain's economy had gone downhill continually. It had eventually got to the point that Britain was at risk of being kicked out of the G20. It was then that I, Prime Minister Rosemary Smith, unleashed my ground-breaking plans for world domination. They were successful to an extent that now in 2037, my British empire covered all of Europe and America as well as 60% of Asia.

Now:

I had come so far from my little village in the North of England and I wasn't going to give all of that up, just because she wanted it. No, I am going to stand up for myself and my unstoppable and unopposed army of monsters. Yes, Monsters.

Hestia's POV

Flashback:

I cut my hand with the blessed scythe of Kronos, enchanted so that it takes some of a god's essence instead of someone's soul.

I watched as my ichor slowly trickled into the platter where the other gods' ichor already laid. I blessed the platter saying: " The child born of this ichor will be able to summon food and control fire, as these are in my domain."

Every major god/ goddess blessed that platter, including the new gods, Percy Jackson, God of tides and time and Annabeth Chase, Goddess of logic, reason and architecture. Hades also blessed the platter as he, as well as Percy, Annabeth and I had been granted thrones on Olympus after the war with Gaia. Some of the minor Gods and goddesses also blessed the platter like the rest of the Seven, Reyna, Nico, Calypso and Hecate.

A child was born of that ichor. Artemis named her Zoë after her fallen hunter.

Now:

I sat in my palace in Olympus, looking out over the sunset. A knock at the door, roused me from my flashback and I stood to answer it. Hermes stood at the door.

"Rachel Dare has issued another prophecy and Apollo says it is urgent. Zeus has called an Olympian Council meeting." He says before flashing off.

A.N. Hi, this is my first fanfic, so no flames but constructive criticism appreciated thanks J

Katropris100