This is a story that will be worth your while. It's a story where heroes aren't saints, where killing equals surviving, and where even the good people die. Actually cancel that, in this story there's nothing as simple as good and evil; everyone who wants to make a difference, is both.
The world I this story is screwed up, just like the people in it. Rick Riordan's characters still exist; Annabeth, Percy, Jason, so on. But they gods are not living it up like they used to. I am sure Percy will explain what went down is the following chapter but keep in mind things are definitely not the same. There is no diplomacy and verbal negotiation that can solve the problem at hand, mortals are involved, and in a world as dangerous as the one in my story criminal have the best chance at changing something.
When people are overwhelmed with fear they tend to simply react. So don't blame me or the characters for what they do. This is my way of providing entertainment so if there is something lacking or exceptionally good feel free to review. Aside from 'I don't mind flares' there is nothing left for me say so enjoy.