A/N: Hey fellas! So... I'm back... yayyy... *crickets* So first thing's first, this is a collab fanfic with two of my friends (yes, I do actually have those, despite popular opinion). Seeing as I can't use their real names (duh) we'll just use their story names, Summer Brooke (SeaSpawn226) and Coral Bay. So my thanks to them. Secondly, to clear up any confusion, this story will have aspects from Hercules (1997), Percy Jackson and the Olympians and Greek Mythology. And yeah... that's pretty much it. Hope you enjoy! Don't forget to R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Hercules or Greek Mythology. Nor do I fully own this fanfic actually, some (most) of the rights go to Coral and Summer.
Chapter 1
I Throw Wine At The Lord Of The Dead
Coral Bay's POV
It started as a normal weekend, the key word in that sentence being 'started'. In the space of a few hours, I went food shopping with my Nan, realized I was a demigod, received a letter from Mount Olympus and was invited over for dinner. I put on my favorite red dress with a black collar, my special silver pumps were unearthed from the bottom of the wardrobe and I put on my gold liquid eyeshadow. I'm so proud of my look, I thought to myself as I ascended to Mount Olympus on the cloudalator (a cloud escalator).
I arrived to find the dinner party in full swing. What could only be Zeus sat at the head of a vast golden table, laughing merrily and eating heartily. However, despite the flashy decorations and stunning banquet of food, what intrigued me the most was a small table hidden in the shadows of a corner to the right of everyone else. It was covered with a sleek, shimmering, black tablecloth and had dark, mahogany table legs. But the most alarming thing about the scene was the great, crimson red flame that I could see flickering in the darkness. The next bit went completely wrong.
"Oh my god! Oh my god! It's on fire! That table is on fire!" I completely panicked, and without a second thought, I grabbed Poseidon's goblet right from his hand- earning an indignant yelp from said deity- and chucked it and its contents into the darkness.
The flame instantly extinguished. But what I did not hear was everyone in the room positively screaming, "STOP, THAT'S HADES!"
A tall, dark figure emerged from the darkness, shadows seeming to cling to his arms and torso; and I could hear what sounded like giggling coming from the depths. He was wearing a silk black toga that was now, due to me, stained with red wine. For a while there was silence as I stared at him; and then I said the most inappropriate thing I ever could in this situation.
"You don't look like the Hades in the Disney films..."
Hades glared furiously, instantly bursting into flames and, by the looks of things, preparing to throw a fireball directly at my head.
"That toga was designer!" Hades raged.
But just then, things got even worse. A water-ball sailed rapidly through the air and landed directly on Hades' head, drenching his clothes and putting out his flaming hand and head. All eyes darted to a blonde girl in a blue toga who was sitting next to Poseidon. We could all tell that she had been the one to throw the water-ball because of the extremely guilty looking expression on her face. Despite this, she jerked a finger towards Poseidon accusingly, shouting, "He did it!"
What made the situation worse was that Poseidon's second goblet was suddenly sent flying through the air and landed directly on Apollo. He fumed indignantly and threw the nearest clump of food- which just so happened to be Demeter's bowl of Coco Pops cereal- in Poseidon's direction, but it missed and hit Hades. Again.
"That's it! That is it! Apollo, you are dead! Literally!"
And with that, he dashed to his table and picked up an entire steak, flinging it with anger in a random direction. The random direction just so happened to be the head of the Olympian table, resulting in Zeus getting a full face of meat and half-cooked vegetables. Zeus, apparently, was overjoyed by this development. The King of the Gods laughed cheerfully and threw his mashed potato at Hermes. Thus a food fight instantly broke out. And the blonde girl who had thrown the water-ball at Hades got up an slowly backed away, looking extremely sheepish.
"Sorry..." she said apologetically, "I wasn't going to see you set on fire on your first day."
I was about to declare that I most certainly did not wish to be set on fire on any other day to come, when the laughter I had heard before regenerated from within the shadows behind Hades' table and a girl emerged, dark eyes twinkling in amusement and her hair as black as Hades' robes. She smiled at me toothily.
"That was so funny. Best food fight we've had on Olympus in years I assure you. The name is Nyx by the way. Nyx Dementia Mortem." She drawled.
"Coral." I said, gaining a slight confidence.
"The other one's Summer." Nyx continued, tilting her head in the blonde girl's direction, "She's the daughter of Poseidon. Funny how she sent his drink flying, wasn't it?"
"NO! It completely was not!" Summer wailed, "I'm going to be in so much trouble, you don't even know! I am going to be eternally grounded! Or worse... Poseidon might make me clean up after the seahorses!"
Nyx carried on talking regardless of Summer, "By far my favorite part. That and when you chucked a load of wine on my dad's head. His hair went completely out!"
At that I unconsciously took a step back.
"Don't worry," Nyx flashed me another toothy smirk, "I won't fireball you... this time. You amuse me, and it's funny cause now my dad has a full steak on his head! Cooked steak for dinner tonight, extra crispy." I laughed nervously. But it was funny seeing what the almighty Gods of Olympus did in their spare time, i.e, throw food at each other...
So, despite all that, my initiation into Mount Olympus went relatively well... I thought to myself as Sumer, Nyx and I enjoyed the rest of our evening watching powerful bickering deities and flying roast dinners.
A/N: Side note- each chapter will be from a different one of our POV's. So things may be different in some places as the story goes along.