Disclaimer: I only own the plot and some mortal characters. The rest belong to Uncle Rick, the "Rich Roman" as autocorrect insists on writing his name.
The war was over. The Giants lost. The gods lost. The demigods were the winners. Sacrifices were made. Tears were shed. Yet one truth remained. At the Second Giant War neither the giants not the gods won. The demigods had lost many. The war was won. They were the champions. They were as much champions as war veterans. And war veterans are never the same after a war. Most of them were not even legally adults. Still, they had seen more death than anyone should. Friends. Siblings. All fought for one cause at the very end. Some survived. Some didn't.
The war was over. They needed a break. The strongest had been through the most. Hell. It had broken them. Time. They all needed. Once again, a teacher had outlived his students. Yet another time, the mother outlived the daughter. The father outlived the son.
Not all gods understood. Some were still living in their own fantasy world. The Queen. She wanted to fix her family. She thought it was the demigods' fault her family was turning weak. Gods shouldn't be sympathetic. So she acted. She found the demigods another " family". A mortal one. She told them the secret. Invited them to meet their demigod relatives.
For the goddess of family, the Queen knew not how to act like one. She should have known that families aren't forced. Yet she acted. She invited the mortals. Yet the demigods were still wary of every sound. Still hard from the war.
One month. She wanted to give demigods a family other than her one for at least one month. August, she chose. She, forever so ignorant.
August. A month of death and sorrow. The month when the Second Titan War ended. When people consider true family had died. Like that wasn't enough, August was barely a month from the end of the Second Giant War. Even if the son of Hephaestus was revealed to be still alive, the tension had remained.
Chiron was not pleased.
He knew better than to expect the gods to be caring for too long. This, though. It was bellow all expectations. Mortals. He had lived long enough to know they feared the unknown. And them that is what demigods are. The unknown. They would be expecting children. And they would get children. But those children are also veterans. Teenagers that have gone through more pain than the average mortal will ever have in their whole life.
But Chiron also knew his students.
They were fighters. They were warriors. They always survived. They had grown out of their fears. They would deal with the mortals with their heads held high. Together.
August.
Oh, dear August.
So much you have been known for.
Still, the memories you bring are not over.
Oh, sunny hot August.
Once again, help them survive.
Howdy my friends
This is a rewrite of another story I had here at FFnet for a really short while. Please comment. It means a lot. Thanks for reading.
'Till next time folks
~Lyds