A/N: This is a 'characters reading the books' story but instead of it being one of the PJatO books or HoO books the story is called Everlasting Promises by Starblade176.

Flames will be extinguished or used to cook my dinner.


-No One's POV-

For once the Throne Room was so it seemed.

While its thrones lay unoccupied a goddess sat near the center of the room, tending the Hearth. A sad smile crossed her face as the flames showed the eating pavilion of Camp Half-Blood. The campers though laughing and shouting seemingly happy were actually not. Their laughter and joy in fact was a mask, covering their true emotions. If they were showing what they actually felt there would have be tears and sadness on everybody's face. It was reasonable for them to feel this way. After all one of their most favored campers was missing.

Perseus Jackson: the Savior of Olympus.

It had been seven months since he had been kidnapped by Hera, Queen of the Gods. In a few weeks the Argo ll would set sail towards the Roman camp with four demigods boarded on it. Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, and Jason Grace would be sailing towards Camp Jupiter to retrieve Perseus and the rest of the 7 and then set sail towards Rome and then Greece to accomplish the Prophecy of the Seven. But for now the campers were sad but slowly being given hope that they will have their friend back soon. The goddess then sighed.

"Why couldn't the gods be this family-like? This camp has shown more support and love towards each other than we have to ourselves and yet we still call ourselves better than them.", the goddess mused, shaking her head in wonder. "Chaos, what must we do so we could become more united in sense of family and heart?", she questioned out loud.

A raspy chuckle answered her question.

"Chaos may not be able to answer your question young Goddess of Hearth but we might be able too.", whispered three hoarse voices. Said goddess stiffened at the reply but then relaxed as she realized that the three speakers would not harm her.

"Lady Fates," she replied bowing, "I am honored with your presences here but may I ask what brings you here's to Olympus?"

" We have been given a...package of sorts from Chaos that has ordered to be given to you."

Atropos, the Cutter of Life, then presented to Hestia a leather-bound book. "Take it Goddess of Hearth and call upon the Council. The other gods must read this book from cover to cover so they could understand what it means to be united. But take precaution for there may be a few... guests coming in to read with the council.", whispered Clotho, the Spinner of Life. And with that the Fates left, leaving a stunned goddess behind who tightened her grip on the book. With small fingers she lightly traced the engraving in the book's cover. "Everlasting Promises?", she thought as she deciphered the engraving. With a weary sigh she lowered her arm that held the book and shouted, "I, Hestia, Goddess of Hearth, summon the Olympian Council !"

And with that single book the fate of the world had changed. For better or worse we still don't know.


A/N: Yeah this is how I'm ending this chapter. If you spot any mistakes , I apologize but I don't have Beta that can help me. But if you guys know some can you comment/review their names? I'm gonna try and update soon but no promises and sorry for the shortness of it.

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