1 year ago.
The discovery had shocked and changed the entire world or rather, the wizarding world.
It had been an ordinary day In the American Ministry of Magic. People Flooed in to work while others Apparated or used the secret entrances in the Washington D.C Metro stations. Wizards and witches would come in sipping pumpkin juice and chatting before work started.
Today was going to change that though.
Nancy Chesterfield ran down the beige-colored hallway as fast as she could, her heels clicking insanely on the dark wood floor.
In her entire career at the American Ministry of Magic, she nor anybody could have ever even think this had happened. But if it didn't then I wouldn't have typed this and you wouldn't be reading it.
Nancy burst into the Minister's waiting room, threw his office door back, and ran in it ignoring the secretary say she had to have an appointment.
"Minister! Someone has put a Sleeping Charm over the entire New York City!" Nancy said or more likely yelled.
"What! That-how?" He stuttered.
"What do we do? Someone is going to notice we have to fix it! Quick!" Nancy was now in panic mode, her eyes big and wide, her face looked like the perfect picture for a actor to have on a soap opera when something bad happens.
"Ok you inform the heads of departments," The Minster ordered.
"Yes sir,"She said and then she flicked her wand and around ten slivery jays popped out of her wand and zoomed away through the walls to, presumably, the Heads of the other departments.
Nancy then ran out herself almost tripping because of her 5inch heels.
(****V****)
Sectors 4, 7,and 8 were now at New York as well as half of the healers at St. Timothy to heal the injured muggles. But surprisingly not many were injured. It was if the cars had turned themselves off. Only a few small fires and then people on the beach had to be rescued because of the high tide. The problem was the people who were standing in front of the ministry dressed in bright orange shirts and bronze armor with swords, daggers, bows and arrows, shields, javelins, and other weapons that looked like they were from a million years ago.
The Minister, Greg Shaplin, Was standing there like deer in the headlights with his mouth open and eyes wide. The people stared back. Surrounding them was golden dust and -something that horrified the wizards- dead bodies clad in bronze armor.
"Wh-what has happened here?" Greg yelled. He noticed that the people were mostly teenagers but there was also centaurs, weird goat things, and people with greenish skin.
The nearest person had brown hair and a elfish type of face that practically spelt out 'TROUBLE' right across his forehead. "Aw Styx" he muttered. What is sticks? Greg thought.
"All of you are have been found at the scene of the crime!" Greg called out with his wand at his throat making his voice loud enough to echo across the city.
"Um what crime?" The boy said.
"You have revealed magic to humans! You are to be brought to the Ministry at once!"
"Styx," The boy muttered again "Ok um let me just take you Percy he's with…them now."
Present Day.
It has been a year since the discovery of demigods and the gods themselves. The demigods pleaded for the Ministry to not reveal their secret to the world but they had anyway. The American Ministry knew almost everything about the demigods, their history, and the gods, but the British knew almost absolutely nothing, this is where the journey begins.