It was a bright and sunny day. Of course, it was always bright and sunny on Olympus, but that didn't stop it from being a gorgeous day. All the Olympians were gathered together for the annual Winter Solstice. Everyone had just seated than themselves, when suddenly there was a loud POP! Fifteen figures stood in a thick cloud of smoke. They seemed very confused, although not as confused as the Olympians.

And everyone became even more confused when there was a loud squeal. Then they noticed the pig. Out of nowhere it charged a blonde scarecrow like teen. To the laughter of the other teens, the pig chased him around the throne room. The swine squealed and ran crazily in terror, the pig was pretty loud too. However in the chaos no one heard the sound of someone being smacked and the hiss of, "Send it back!" from behind a strange blinking statue. When the pig had finally tackled the scarecrow, it just disappeared.

"Well, then!" a girl with black as night hair and vivid blue eyes said. The scarecrow scrambled up from his seat on the floor, and marched over to a tall boy with black hair and startling black hair. The scarecrow glared.

"Where are we?" the scarecrow squealed.

The other boy sighed, "Take a wild guess. The scarecrow didn't stop glaring.

"We're in Olympus. The home of the Olympians," a tall blonde girl said. No one was sure, but they thought that she might have heard he muttered 'idiot'.

Suddenly everyone heard, "DIE!" The scream came from a middle-aged satyr with a baseball bat who was running around in circles due to the fact that his baseball hat covering his eyes. He was swinging wildly when the baseball bat connected to Octavian's head. He was knocked out cold and promptly began cuddling one of his teddy bears from his belt.
Then, a boy with curly hair and a tool-belt pulled out a screwdriver and tapped the unconscious Octavian with it. "Sorry, I can't fix the idiot. I'm not good with organic life forms."

"WHO ARE YOU?!" Zeus thundered

"You mean you don't know us?" a boy with brown, almost black eyes, and black hair who the shadows seemed to stick to.

Then suddenly there was a flash of light and a stack of books with a note on top appeared. The tall blonde girl, who they could now assume was a child of Athena because of her startling gray eyes, picked up the not and read:

Dear Olympians and Demigods,

You have been sent back in time to read books concerning the future to save lives and improve the relations between all. Do not kill each other.

Signed,

The Fates and Friends

"Well, demigods, introduced themselves!" snapped Hera and she was shocked when they all glared at her.

"Well, we're Connor-" said a boy who any teacher worth her degree would single out as a trouble-maker.

"And Travis-" continued a boy who looked identical, but was a bit taller.

"Stoll!" they said together, "sons of the most awesome and fun Olympian Hermes." They paused and added, "By the way you might want these back." Then they emptied their pockets.

"My watch!"

"My cellphone!"

"My knife!"

` "My reed pipes!"

"How did you fit my spatha in your pocket?!"

"Atta, boys!" Hermes said proudly.

"Frank, son of Mars, 5th Cohort," a boy who reminded everyone of a panda . . . a very . . . buff panda.

"Hazel, daughter of Pluto, 5th Cohort," said a girl with golden eyes and curly brown hair, "and the unconscious boy on the floor is Octavian, legacy of Apollo, lst Cohort, alleged augur." She pointed at the scarecrow.

"Leo, son of Hephaestus," said the hyper one with the screw-driver.

"Piper, daughter of Aphrodite, charmspeaker," said a really pretty girl.

"Coach Hedge, satyr," the bat-wielding satyr said.

A scrawny satyr spoke up, "Grover Underwood, satyr, Finder of Pan."

Hermes perked up, "You found my son?" Hesitantly, Grover nodded.

"Tyson, my daddy is Poseidon," an adorable cyclops said causing all the girls to coo.

"Annabeth, daughter of Athena," the tall blonde girl said.

"Jason Grace, 5th cohort, Praetor of the 12th Legion, son of Jupiter." This boy was blonde with sky blue eyes.

"Thalia Grace, Lieutenant of Artemis, daughter of Zeus, and yes I was a tree." Everyone was staring at her in shock, except for a very angry Hera.

"Nico, Ghost Prince, son of Hades, and no dad did not break the oath; I was in the Lotus Hotel." This was the boy that shadows stuck to; well . . . that explained that.

"I'm Percy, son of . . . well the book will say," the boy with sea-green eyes said.

"If I may, I'll read," requested Athena: at Zeus' nod she began.

'I Accidently Vaporize My Pre-Algebra Teacher'