Percy Jackson and The Olympians belongs to Rick Rordian, not me, no matter how much I desire otherwise.
For the purpose of The Olympus Kids, Percy and Thalia are very close in age, about 2 months apart.
"We can't let them live. We must destroy them now, before they grow and have the chance to destroy us," a beautiful brown haired woman, clad in a simple, white dress, said, repeating her earlier argument.
"You will not kill my son, Hera. I will not allow it," a tan, dark haired man glared at Hera.
"Nor my daughter. She is innocent," Zeus stared at his wife.
"Hera may have a point. These demigods are dangerous, being your children." Athena gazed around the room, meeting each Olympian's eyes. "But the prophecy also says they could save us. We can not destroy what may end up being our only hope."
"I will not take part in killing children, even if one is a boy," Artemis. Goddess of the Hunt, glared at Hera. "And it is despicable that you would even consider it, Lady Hera."
"He is a young brat now, but he'll grow into a teenage brat," Dionysus shuddered. "And I hate teenagers. Arrogant, and rude. Don't show proper respect."
"There is another option." Hestia glanced up, all eyes upon her. "We could raise Thalia and Perseus here, on Olympus."
"Raise two half-bloods here? That goes against Ancient Laws," Demeter gazed at her sister curiously.
"But they aren't just any demigods. It is a possibility that they are the demigods of the prophecy. By raising them here, we could ensure they do not turn against us."
"With Sally Jackson killed by monsters, and Susan Grace died of alcoholic poisoning, neither has a home. They would end up in foster care. We could give them a happy life here," Aphrodite said, shocking everyone at her show of compassion.
"Let us put it to a vote. Those in favor of Hestia's plan, raise you hand," Zeus boomed out, raising his hand along with Poseidon, Aphrodite, Artemis, Athena, Apollo,
and Hermes. "Then we have a majority. Poseidon and I shall fetch the children." The two gods disappeared, leaving the others to murmur quietly amongst themselves.
Hera approached Hestia. "Do you truly believe this is the wisest idea, sister?"
"Perhaps not, but is there a better alternative? Killing them out of fear would make us no better than our father. Abandoning them to an orphanage is unacceptable to me. They are part of our family, whether you like it or not, Hera. And Thalia is not to blame for Zeus's infidelity, no matter how easy it is to blame her."
Hera sighed. "You want me to accept them? Perseus, perhaps, as he is not my husband's offspring, even if he is the result of Poseidon's affair. But the girl? Every time I see her, I will be remind of my husband going against all I stand for."
Hestia smiled. "I merely ask that you keep an open mind." A flash of lightning signified the brothers' return, each cradling a baby.
"Keep an open mind?" Hera whispered to herself as she returned to her throne. "Is it even possible?" She took a deep breath, before extending her arms towards Zeus. "May I?" She asked, shocking her fellow Olympians to silence. Zeus met her gaze suspiciously, no doubt wondering if his wife was going to throw his daughter of Olympus, like she did to Hephaestus. He handed her Thalia cautiously. Hera examined the demigod cradled to her chest, meeting Thalia's wide, electrifying, blue eyes. Thalia reached up, clumsily tugging on Hera's braid. "Oh no you don't," Hera said, reclaiming her hair from the curious girl. She looked at her husband, who was gazing at her with undisguised shock. "She just lost her mother, and she is family. I will tolerate her. It is not her fault you are a cheating bastard." Hera echoed Hestia's words, even if she did change them a bit, to be more insulting. She handed Thalia back to her husband, before leaving the Throne Room.
"Well, I can't honestly say I saw that one coming. Thought she was gonna throw my little sis of Olympus, like she did with ugly over here." Ares jerked his thumb at Hephaestus. "Amphitrite probably isn't going to be as understanding, Uncle P."
Poseidon snorted. "She certainly won't be. Amphitrite is very good at holding a grudge, almost as good as Hades." Poseidon left the room, followed by Zeus, both intending on preparing rooms for their children.
The other gods followed after a moment, leaving Hestia behind, sitting by hearth, a smile lighting her features.
So, I've never written anything for this particular fandom before, so I'm a bit nervous. Any feedback would be much appreciated, even if it's a simple, good job, or here is how you could improve. Any ideas you have for me, please share. As for Nico and Bianca, or Jason Grace, I am not sure when/if they will enter the story.
~Kshadow.