So, I'm expertly failing at my current story and I've got more homework load than ever, so why am I posting a new story on a completely different forum? Why, because this story has been recorded on notebook paper for enough to span approximately 10 chapters, so I might as well get a move on. And while the Gods are a bit sick of the demigods and have stopped talking about them, the personalities are the same as if they are in Camp Half-Blood, minus the fact Kronos is a bit more…childish. Anyway, R & R!
DISCLAIMER: ME? I THINK NOT.
A grubby mass of tangled beard rose from a large number of mechanisms that resembled computers in a futuristic kind of way. Laying a hand on all of them, they vanished, one by one, at the creature's word, save one which the creature sat down at. Squinting at the suddenly illuminated screen, the lump cleared his throat.
"Command system: Hephaestus Alpha. Chat system, commence."
A small window flashed onto the screen, which looked abnormally like a chat screen, only without a box to type things into. And then, a pulsing red light shone from the bottom corner of the screen, and the soothing voice of Iris said, "You have a caller."
Hephaestus pressed his thumb to the red light. Another window opened up, streaming straight from a temple of marble and gold. There was a statue illuminated inside, made of ivory. And in front of the statue was the figure of the statue herself.
The mutant leaned closer to the computer.
"Well?"
The lady smiled grudgingly. "All appears in order. It seems you gain your money's worth. I almost regret throwing you off Olympus. But IS everything in order, Hephaestus?"
Hephaestus smiled. "Yes, m'lady. Any actions done in front of the motion sensor will be registered and recorded on chat. Objects can be passed through the computer to online members. Anything said will appear on the screen—no need for the keyboard." The lump paused worriedly. It was not wise to upset this immortal, that much was certain. "Anything else?"
The lady smiled again. "The secret weapon against Zeus?"
The mutant visibly relaxed. "Yes, Lady Hera. That is in order as well."
Suddenly, a button popped up onto the screen—The Chat Room: Ways to Become Smart.
The minute script clearly read, "Made by Athena."
One by one, the number of members in the chat room increased. Soon it exceeded enough for Hephaestus to wonder what was going on.
"We'd best go, m'lady. We don't want to be latecomers to the party."
Hera smiled. This time, it reached all the way to her ears—a genuine smile you didn't see often in people like her.
"Best of the best, Hephaestus."
"Same to you and many more, Lady Hera."
Hephaestus pressed the X in the corner of the video, then stuck his thumb to the hyperlinked chat. The screen opened…
More will follow: R&R!
