Percy Jackson

and the Wars of the Gods

The Spawn of the Tartarus

I do not own Percy Jackson or the Heroes of Olympus series. I only own the characters I create. All other rights belong to the original author, Rick Riordan.

Please DO NOT READ this story if you have not read The Lost Hero.

Prologue

My dreams are not just dreams. They are nightmares. Okay, not a nightmare. Maybe just extreme. And just when I think things are going to get better . . .

The dream took place on Mount Olympus, the home of the gods, in the Council Room. Almost all the Major and Minor Olympians were there, each with there own thrones.

Not being sure how I recognized the gods or how I even knew they were gods, I named every one of them. Zeus, King of the gods, sat in his chair wearing white robes with a platinum belt and Greek sandals. To his right sat my father Poseidon who wore a sea–serpent skinned robe along with a silver belt with the Greek omega on it. To Zeus' left sat his glamorous wife Hera. The Queen of the gods was wearing so many ornaments you would think she was a famous actress. Her shiny and waving dress meandered though the air as if Harry Potter had been causing it to move. Next to her sat Hades, the god of the Underworld, in black robes with a belt made out of bone from what clearing were human bones. His skin was blue and blue flame erupted from his head like a star was just born. His face was grim and had a slightly pale ting to it. Once everyone took their seat, the god with winged sandals and khaki robes, spoke.

"This emergency council meeting is drawn to order," Hermes announced. "Ares as declared war on Athena for killing his son, Nodal Kumaritashvili, during the Winter Olympics."

"Lies!" the grey–eyed goddess had jumped off her throne. "Ares tells you fools lies! Your ignorance to see he just want to start a war over a trivial matter–"

"Trivial!" Ares bellowed. "He was my son and you say it was only a trivial matter?"

"Enough of this!" spoke the decorated Hera. "Let Olympus not be your first quarrel."

"The evidence . . ." Hermes said trying to jump back into the action. "Is an owl feather left at the scene of the accident."

"There was no accident." Ares murmured. Unfortunately his whisper wasn't enough for his mother to overhear him to send him flying back in his chair.

Hades smiled proudly as if he had just hit the jackpot. His wife Persephone whispered something in his ear. She was perfect. Her hair brushed back all nice in neat her spring clothes so she could be with her mother, Demeter, the goddess of Agriculture. Demeter was also blooming with life and spirit. I guess when you haven't seen your daughter half the year you would be really happy to see her.

Hermes spoke again "Everyone knows the procedure. We must take sides–."

"Are you insane?" Athena said "we just defeated the Titans and now Gaea is rising and you know what that means. We cannot afford another war. Which is why this matter is very trivial."

"Athena I think your proving that military intelligence is the greatest oxymoron since the Civil War," Ares joked

"Your not helping with that saying either, Ares."

Zeus took charge of the situation. "In this case, what is happening with Gaea?"

"She has been inactive. It is unclear when she will strike," said Hermes. "I believe we must act under Hera's plan."

"No! That is a disaster waiting to happen. A civil war will breakout becoming an even greater oxymoron greater than military intelligence itself."

"Pah! Don't make me laugh father. With Ares around, the oxymoron will be impossible to surpass."

"You better shut your mouth before I come over there and strangle military intelligence with my own hands. Let's see if your wise enough to keep you mouth shut."

Athena went for her spear but the guy next to her calmed her down.

"Take sides?" Hera offered. Three seconds went by.

"Take sides." Confirmed the Chief god.

"What in the name of Kronos himself are you doing? Nemesis this is all your fault!"

The goddess apparently Nemesis spoke. "It was only right you've been accused so justice will be served."

"When you need help in your battles don't expect your little sister to come to save you, you filthy, no good ignorant –"

"Siiiiiiiiiileeence!" roared Zeus as lightning clash and thunder shook the earth.

"I kill you?" Hades suggested.

Hermes chimed in again. "Let's take a five minute recess. We can all use it."

"Unbelievable," said the grey–eyed goddess. "Just unbelievable.

The scene faded, and everything went dark.

This is Percy Jackson, and I'm just your average son of Poseidon.

So guys what do you think? It's not much, but I promise that the story will have more action in it. Please DO NOT READ this story if you have not read The Lost Hero.

Spoiler Alert: Chapter One will have some information on Percy from The Lost Hero

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