Brotherhood

Introduction

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The sight was incredible, beyond anyone's imagination. Poseidon couldn't believe what he was seeing.

In front of him stood the Gulf of Mexico, and what was supposed to be a beautiful blue ocean was an ugly black mess. An oil spill.

The rig that held all the oil was on fire, gallons and gallons of oil pouring into the ocean.

Poseidon recoiled as he felt the life of the sea around him dying. Fish carcasses were already floating up, and the oil seemed to stretch out forever. But something caught his eye: the floating body of a merman boy. Poseidon's eyes flared as he looked up at the oil rig. The Mist would surely cover up the boy's body, but nothing could ever cover up the mess this spill had caused.

Finally, Poseidon jumped into the ocean and descended to the bottom where the chaos was even more painful. Mermen and mermaids were swimming around frantically, calling the names of their loved ones. Sea creatures were frantically evacuating to cleaner spaces. Poseidon's heart sank as he saw a mermaid weeping over the dead body of her husband.

As Poseidon took the whole scene in in, he spotted one merman frantically swimming towards him. He recognized the merman; it was one of his lieutenants.

"My lord Poseidon," the lieutenant said, bowing before standing at attention.

Poseidon nodded grimly. "What's the situation, lieutenant?"

"The oil spill has already taken many lives, but my mermen are doing their best to evacuate everyone to cleaner waters."

"That's good to hear. Do you know how this happened? I presume the mortals started a fire up there?"

The merman shook his head. "One of my soldiers witnessed the whole thing, my lord. He saw a lightning bolt strike the rig, causing a fire. And then the oil started spilling."

"A lightning bolt?"

"Yes, sir," the lieutenant nodded. "It wasn't a regular lightning bolt either. Calm skies, not a cloud in sight, yet that bolt of lightning just struck, out of nowhere, right on the rig…"

And then Poseidon finishes the sentence, "As if someone made it happen exactly like that…" and then he realizes it's Zeus.

The merman's eyes widened. "Sir, surely you don't mean Zeus would —"

"Lieutenant, continue to do your best to evacuate everyone. I have business to attend to."

The merman bowed. "As you wish, my lord."

Poseidon nodded, moving away to an area where no one could see him. Then he closed his eyes and disappeared in a spray of a sea mist.

When Poseidon came to, he couldn't believe his eyes (again). Olympus was partying. On the streets, all sorts of beings were outside, laughing and drinking.

As Poseidon walked up to the throne room, a drunken minor god bumped into him, exclaiming, "Sorry, fish dude! Just gotta go to the throne room and congratulate —" He tripped and laughed. "Well, that was stupid."

Poseidon scowled and walked up to the throne room. Over the doors was a huge banner that read "Happy Birthday Hera!"

Poseidon would've laughed if he wasn't so upset. Hera hated the idea of having a party for her birthday. She only wanted "quality family time", which meant rounding up the gods and playing stupid games like "Guess Who?" It was also a torturous time when Hera asked everyone how they could improve the family. Thankfully Aphrodite always managed to make the day enjoyable with a round of "Truth or Dare".

When Poseidon scanned the room, he spotted Zeus sitting on his throne. He looked exhausted, even sleepy. Poseidon looked around to see if Hera was enjoying this, but she was nowhere in sight.

Hermes walked towards him, grinning. "Ah, Poseidon! Good to see you at Hera's birthday!"

"I'm not here for the birthday," he growled. "I'm here to speak to Zeus."

"He's not in the right frame of mind right now, I'm afraid. He's taken in too much —"

"I don't care what state he's in. He has to answer for the problems he's caused."

Hermes frowned. "What problems?"

Poseidon pushed him out of the way, ignoring the question and approaching Zeus' throne. When he saw him, Zeus roared a hearty laugh and said, "Poseidon! Good time, eh?"

Poseidon scowled. "Zeus, I need to speak with you privately."

Zeus laughed again. "Poseidon! It's a good day! Enjoy some food, enjoy the music, there's no need for business talk in a party like this!" He waved his hand around the room, but as he talked his head nodded, as if he were dizzy, and his voice sounded far too giddy.

"Zeus, you're drunk," Poseidon said.

"Well, I may have consumed a large sum. But I'll manage." Zeus patted his stomach, a silly smile pasted on his face.

But Poseidon knew what Zeus being drunk meant. "Do you know what happens when you're drunk? You unconsciously send lightning bolts to random places, risking the lives of mortals and other creatures! What the Hades are you doing being drunk?"

Zeus looked startled for a moment, before his countenance shifted back to the regular, sober Zeus. "Do not criticize me, brother! I will do as I want! Why are you suddenly upset?"

Poseidon took his trident out and swiped the air next to Zeus. "This is why I'm upset." The air shimmered and showed the very scene Poseidon had visited a few moments before. The oil spill, the dead merman boy body, and the dead fishes. Then it shifted, going underwater and showing the dead mermen, mermaids, and fishes floating around. The ocean floor of the Gulf of Mexico looked like a wasteland.

But Zeus simply shrugged. "Not my problem."

"Not your problem?" Poseidon yelled. "This is your entire fault!" He swiped the air again, and the scene showed a lightning bolt striking the oil rig. "It was your lightning bolt that struck this oil rig and caused this madness!"

"Brother," Zeus said, "this is your problem. Remember, I didn't intend for this to happen."

Poseidon's eyes flared, shaking with the rage that filled his entire body. "You got drunk, and it was your lightning bolt. You will take responsibility."

Zeus stood up furiously and spoke with a booming voice that filled the room. "How dare you give me orders! I am the king of the gods! I will not take responsibility of what happens in your realm!"

The room fell silent. All eyes were upon the two fighting gods.

"I will not sit back knowing that you caused all of this. If you won't do anything about what happens in my realm, then your realm too will face such a fate."

Zeus's eyes widened. "You will not touch my realm!"

"I will as your lightning bolt has touched mine!"

"I will kill you and your children if you touch my realm," Zeus growled. "Your precious seas will be seen as a place of defeat when I'm through with you."

Poseidon raised his eyebrows. "Is that a threat?"

"If it is war you want, brother, I will bring it."

"I do not want —"

"No — you brought this on yourself. Because of your disrespect and arrogance, I will take one of your children."

Poseidon scowled. "You wouldn't dare."

"I will kill that Percy Jackson of yours. He will be the first to die to remind you of your failure."

"Then I will do what I must to protect them. If you even attempt to kill any of my children, Zeus, I will see it as a declaration of war. I will strike back and you will see who is the better."

"Leave!" Zeus yelled.

Poseidon turned away and disappeared in a spray of sea mist.

PERCY'S POV:

Camp Half-Blood was getting better and better. Ever since we beat Kronos and his crew of monsters at Manhattan, more demigods started showing up. We started building more cabins, and people with all sorts of skills started appearing to act as trainers. It was surprising how many adult demigods were still out there.

Remember when my dad said he would bring more of my siblings in? Well, it turned out he wasn't joking. About two Poseidon kids crossed the camp borders:

The first one, Caitlyn Dunn, seventeen, came when I returned to camp. Her hair and her eyes were brown, so you couldn't really tell that she was a child of Poseidon except for her water powers. Caitlyn was a born fighter; she could handle any weapon given to her. She backed down from a fight, even though some of her opponents were huge buff guys twice her size. They never intimidated her. The rumor was that although her father was Poseidon, her grandmother was a daughter of Ares. Caitlyn has a thick British accent that's a little hard to understand sometimes, but having conversations with her are always fun. The weird thing is that she's a year older than me yet wasn't the child of the Great Prophecy. I don't know how she avoided the prophecy but she did somehow. I still have yet to learn about that girl.

The second one, Colin Thornton, fifteen, arrived two weeks after Caitlyn. He has the same sea-green eyes and black hair as me, but the biggest difference between the two of us is that he's about six feet tall and is pretty close to looking like a body builder. Despite being buff, Colin hadn't handled a weapon before reaching Camp Half-Blood. He's great at hand-to-hand combat, or wrestling, but he couldn't handle the sword until the trainer made him hold a sword all day. To lunch, to bed, to the shower, he was required to hold that sword. It looked so stupid, coming to one of the camp's peace lectures with a sword. But what do you know, the bonding was good for Colin. Now, it's practically a part of him; he's a beast with that sword. Colin was good-looking, but his charm skills were horrible. He was always nervous around girls, except his sisters, but he was a bro to the guys around the camp.

Aside from us, a couple of other Big Three children started appearing at camp as well. No one was surprised at the extent to which the Big Three broke their pact, but it still upset a few gods, especially Hera. But I don't want to get into that.

Anyway, life was good in camp with my new siblings. Unfortunately, whenever children of Zeus came in, there was bit of rivalry. Every time we crossed paths, they would give us dirty looks and sneer at us. It didn't bother me much, but still: if they hurt any of my siblings, they would know the power of Poseidon, Percy Jackson style.

The children of Hades were okay with us though. They would hang out with us from time to time, especially Nico. They hated the Zeus cabin because they were so arrogant.

Who would've known that our friendship with the Hades cabin and rivalry with the Zeus cabin was a mirror of an upcoming war?

I know I didn't.

Read on to the first chapter!