"It's the only way!" Poseidon bellowed at his brethren.
"Your plan is unlikely to succeed," Zeus said waiving down his brother.
"I have to agree with Poseidon on this one," Hades said from his collapsible chair by the door. "It may be or only hope if things go badly."
"Then he will be the one to carry it out," Zeus said admitting defeat. "Every god will give a power to the unborn son or daughter of Poseidon. He will be conflicted and that will be only a mere challenge he will face. When he arrives at a camp he will have to choose an identity. One godly parent will not be enough for him and multiples will be too much; that is if he goes to Camp Half-blood. Therefor a few of you will choose your Roman side to give your powers. He will be welcomed in both camps. But he will have to decide his own fate. He or she will have to be guided by one of us at a time. Poseidon, do you wish your child to be an outcast? A person who has too much going on to do him any good?"
"I wish for my child to be a hero to Olympus," Poseidon answered with full strength.
"Then it is settled," Hera said intervening between Zeus and Poseidon. "The child shall be given a token from each god. But are you sure about this Poseidon. The child will have much responsibility."
"The child will be up for it."
"Jackson," the radiologist called. "We would like a word with you and the father."
"Let's go Sally," the man with the beard said to his wife. She looked very pregnant and needed a little help getting out of the chair she was sitting in. The man wore a tropical shirt and looked like he would rather be on a beach or out sailing then in the doctor's room waiting to see what could be said about their unborn child.
"We have some good news and bad news," the nurse said as they entered a secluded office. "The bad news is depending on how you look at it but we'll get to that."
"Tell me the good news then," Sally asked trying not to be anxious. "The baby is perfectly healthy and is right on schedule."
"Then what is the bad news?" the father said with a twinge of pain.
"It isn't necessarily bad news mind you," the nurse began. "But you are having twins Mrs. Jackson. Two boys by what the doctor could tell."
"Oh this is wonderful!" Sally exclaimed and threw her arms around the bearded man. He on the other hand didn't make a sound.
'How!' he thought to himself. 'How could this happen! I can't protect two sons! The one was bad enough to take care of. No, I can do this. I must.'
"Are you ok dad?" the nurse asked looking into his eyes.
"Just don't know what to say is all," he lied.
"Sally listen to me!" he bellowed and his voice sounded like the crash of a wave. "It isn't safe for him here. It's not safe for anyone."
"I can't let you take either of them away!" she exclaimed. "I love them both, and so should you."
"I do though," he said calming down. "That is why I must hide Nike away."
"It's Nick," Sally said with a smile. "I don't want kids to call him shoe or something."
"Nike Jackson," he smiled and picked the larger of the two children. "You will be the greatest hero. But you will have to be hidden away so nothing can harm you."
"You will make sure nothing happens to him?" Sally called as they left the room. She couldn't believe he was letting her take one of her sons.
"I'll make sure the three of you are safe until I can't any longer," he said and left her standing in the kitchen holding her remaining son.
"Percy," she silently and walked away with her son in her arms. "When will I ever see your brother again?"