Prologue:
Artemis appeared in the rather chilly Throne Room of Olympus. The A/C unit was out while Annabeth Chase remodeled Olympus. Without him to warm the place up... Get those gloomy thoughts out of your head! Artemis chided herself. You can't afford to sink into a depression at this time!
With a typical boom of thunder, Zeus appeared. They had agreed to rendezvous. "Well? How is he?"
"My lord... he's taken a bad turn. His eyes are flecked with gold, and he's taken to wearing the Shard on a necklace. The whole palace's time is always a little off. Slow or fast, never perfect. We need to do something. I honestly suggest the Pantheon Protocol."
"That bad?! Artemis, this is serious. Ever since Hera's little plot worked, we've been taking this a little lightly. Just because the Greeks and Romans took out all the giants in a week with no casualties doesn't mean it was a total success. There's still a rift between Greek and Roman, and they found the Shard because of that quest."
"The power that could be unleashed if we do nothing... all of us would be cast into the deepest part of Tartarus. We have no choice."
"Do what you will, Artemis. But be mindful and wary of the consequences. They could yet prove to be catastrophic."
Artemis, with a crescent-shaped grin, turned and left, to find Chiron. She seemed to flicker, and become Diana as her thoughts turned to Lupa. And as her thoughts turned to the other, she went through the most drastic change yet: a man, idly fingering a senet die.