Me (SOS) and my friend LMM (a fanboy from school) are co-writing this story. We'll try to write as much as we can, so you don't get bored.
-SOS
Chapter 1: The Problems
There was a hand. A hand crawling out from the grave. The grave of Bianca di Angelo. She had been dead for over a year. More than that, in fact. But here she was, escaping.
No one was watching. The only one to see the process of Bianca's emergence was an owl. This owl, as it happens, was a sacred animal of Athena. Naturally, he flew to her and reported all the details.
She didn't arrive as a zombie, nor a vampire. She did, however, have to endure the long procedure of climbing out of the grave. But she finally got out, and looked just like her previous body.
How she did it, no one knew. There were rumors that since she was a daughter of Hades, she could manipulate the Fates and come back to life. There were rumors that she cheated her way out of the Underworld. There were many other rumors, too, but they were not important.
The owl saw it all. He said that when she came out, she did horrendous things. No one believed this, but the owl insisted. He told Athena that Bianca raised even more of the dead. A team, crowd, a mob of skeletons. These weren't just normal skeletons, though. These could walk, talk, and fly. Because of this, the owl was horrified at what he heard next. Bianca spoke to her army of skeletons.
She smiled twistedly, laughing creepily as she did so. Or so the owl said. She opened her mouth, and when she began to talk, her voice was as eerie as a deserted ghost town.
"You and me, we'll be free. Help me live, you'll get a gift. You are to be my military. We shall write our own story. You are to be my White Angels."
The owl was never seen after he reported to Athena. People thought the White Angels had gotten him. Athena never noticed. She was too busy assessing the situation.
First, at Camp Half-Blood, a new prophecy had been issued. It was just a prophecy, but many people, including Chiron, were terrified. And the camp had quite a batch of strong warriors, the powerful type who didn't get scared very easily. They were all frightened, too. It was chaos.
Now, Athena hadn't heard the prophecy yet. But if it could intimidate Chiron, it must have been pretty bad. She did, however, have an appointment at 14.45 with Rachel at camp. She really needed to hear the prophecy.
Another crisis was the White Angels and Bianca. They had disappeared off the radar ever since the owl had witnessed their creation. But Athena knew they were still out there somewhere, just waiting for something to happen.
Bianca had been a pretty powerful demigod when she was smaller and alive. Who knew how powerful she was now? Certainly powerful enough to come back from the dead. Athena knew for sure that the White Angels were a humongous threat.
A third danger had occurred in Italy, just a few miles north of Rome. There was a group of people calling themselves the Angelos di Bianco. Athena, being the goddess of wisdom and therefore being smart enough to use Google translate, figured out that it meant the White Angels in Italian.
So there were White Angels running loose in Italy-luckily, the Roman gods would have to take care of that. Even though they were not doing anything, the White Angels could attack at any moment. Everyone had to be ready and on their toes.
Athena stood up from her desk. What civilization needed was a weapon, a man that would only do good, someone who could never be under the control of Bianca. A protector.
Athena decided something at that moment: she and the other gods would create the helper to save the world. And his name would be Liam, the protector.