It was a cold December morning. There was a nice nip in the air and the sun was rising to the east beyond the forest which surrounded a massive palace complex. It was decorated from inspirations of roman palaces during the reign of the empire. It was created during the mid 17th century as a haven for a special breed of persons.

There are three worlds. The mortal, magical, and immortal. The first inhabited by the many number of normal individuals, does who built the world around them first on superstition, worship, love, and hatred of the other two. They broke away creating a world of science and logic deciding the other two worlds where merely myth.

The second was the world of wizards. Men and women able to alter reality with magic, hiding themselves within the first world through a shade. They fear everyday their discovery but they delve deep in the understanding of their gifts, wondering why things are what they are.

The final world is responsible from the existence of the other two. This world inhabits the Gods with their enemies, allies, and conflicts. They are the reasons for the functioning of the other two worlds, even the worlds don't know it.

For millennia the Gods kept the world of wizards under the vail of the mist to help them. They intermingled with their kind as they did average mortals and produced children. But the children were incredibly powerful even compared to normal Demigods. After the greek wizards Andros the Invincible and Herpo the Foul nearly toor the peninsula of Greece apart they hid wizards completely from the world of Gods.

But for centuries they became parents with wizards, concealing their ability to blend in as average mortals, the Gods would on occasion, mate with them.

The children where always separated from their wizards/witch parent and hidden in with the mortals, in hope they could keep them from reaching great power.

It always worked with them, but their decedents would go down in history, for better or for worse.

Then came a woman named Tituba. She was a half blood witch of the goddess Hecate. Her father was a native who was decedent of a long line of shamans who where, after the Spanish came, whiped away. Not a single trace of them.

Hecate admired Tituba's father for his cunning, and respect and understand of death and nature. As a gift she gave Tituba to him. But soon he died and little baby Tituba was sent away to the English colonies as a servent.

After the dark witch Mary Sibley tricked Tituba into cursing her master's daughter and niece with Witch's cake, mixing it with Mary's own concoction, she used Tituba to expose puritans as witches so they may suffer as other magical beings have suffered for a thousand years. Soon Mary and her plot was discovered and Tituba was seen as culprit, not a victim. She was loaded onto a ship to Britian to face a trail under the Ministry of Magic.

While imprisoned the ship she meet a man who claimed to be a sailor who talked to her, told her jokes, and comforted her.

Soon he unlocked the cell and they slept together, with the young Tituba becoming pregnant. Soon the sailor reveled himself to be Neptune, roman god of the sea. And whisked her away back to the colonies.

It was only then did Hecate discover what he had done and a meeting was held in Olympus over the issue.

A greek demigod witch was with child of a roman god. The mere utterance of the issue sent the gods into a frenzy of headaches and rage because of the dueling greek and roman aspects.

For weeks they argued, even suggesting killing Tituba and the baby. Athena/Minerva even left the council because it became unbearable.

Soon Hera/Juno could not take it and brought the one person to help. Her mother Rhea/Ops who did not suffer from the multiple personalities created by the greco-roman split.

She said she would take Tituba, take her to the west of Virginia to care for her. The gods all agreed, creating a farm for the pregnant Tituba. Months later she gave birth to twins and lived happily.

Soon more Demigod wizards came, all under the protection of the Titaness. It became a large farm only know to by wizards so there was some access to the outside world. But there where rules they need to abide by.

One. you may not leave outside the farm. Only with permission from Rhea or Ops may you leave accompanied by her.

Two. You cannot speak the god's names outside the farm, or to any mortal or wizard.

Three. All marriages must be approve by Rhea or Ops.

Four. Never leave Virginia.

Five. Wandless magic is never to be done in front of mortals or wizards.

Six. Do not fight among others in the farm house through rage or spite.

Seven. Never expose the true meaning of your home.

This was drilled into their heads since they where young. It created a quite peaceful place. These seven tenants actually created the first seam that would help stitch the Roman and Greeks together.

Their number steadily increased over the years, Rhea/Ops being the motherly figure calming tensions between the family members to the extant of marrying Greeks and Romans together.

The gods soon grew fond of this place, it was here their personalities calmed and where manageable. Hera/Juno, the goddess who's seemed to despise most demigods because of the infidelity they spawned from, loved to visit and be kind to them.

She was still upset over how they where born but didn't hold that against them for long. Even children of her husband she gave genuine love and affection too.

Though problems did appear inside the farm.

After the American Revolution the gods began to visit more and more, having children with the wizard demigods.

Most of the time it was for pure pleasure, out of fear another wizards/witch be taken as a lover by mistake. But this created a split between the gods, saying they are giving them too much power.

Which it could be said to be true. Already by the 1820s most of the thirty residence was a close decedent to the gods, most having multiple godly grandparents and great grandparents.

But it couldn't be helped. The house was expanded four times to occupancy the growing numbers.

By the civil war 150 people lived together under Rhea/Ops. Considering the high birthrate of mortals and demigods with the long lifespan of wizards most where surprised that it wasn't bigger.

Then with the coming of World War I did the Farm house convert into a palace to house the influx of wizard demigods which had remained hidden away in Europe. Then World War II brought even more from Europe AND Asia.

The place was looked on in fear again. The Great Prophecy lit up the demigod wizards like a torch. Could someone from there complete the prophecy?

Even if not, their where now 300 of them. 300 of probably the most potentially powerful beings on earth living together.

It has been seven years since another wizard demigod was given to Rhea/Ops. But now it's happened again.

Inside the palace many where crowed in the Grand Hall, unknowing of the news ahead. It was mostly quiet except for the small laughter of children and some chatted among themselves. Even many of the children of war gods enjoyed the peace.

To the end of ten hall was a massive fireplace, constructed of a chuck of stone looking as if it was plucked off a mountain and placed in the hall. Images of the gods where sculpted above the fire place in amazing detail, even to most of their displeasure.

In front of the fireplace was a group of ornate chairs and couches that look like they have been at Palace Versailles.

On the main couch placed directly across the glowing fire was a woman.

She was quite beautiful, with curly black hair, calm green eyes, and smooth skin.

She sat ready a book with 10 other children surrounding her listening intently. The woman seemed to emit great comfort to the children, letting her low sweet voice lull them into a sense of safety and security.

They book she was reading had no cover, merely yellow paper bound with leather, but either way the kids enjoyed it.

"-and with this Zues became ruler of the universe, his might thunderbolt as a symbol of his power. His older brother Poseidon inheriting all the seas. And their older brother Hades ruling the Underworld and all the riches beneath. And so concludes the great tale of the Titanomachy."

A young girl who had been laying her mess of red hair on the woman looked up and smiled. "Can we read another Rhea?"

"Yeah." A young boy sitting on the floor agreed, his skin pale and his hair nearly white it was so blonde. "How about the story of how Jupiter had his head cut open by Vulcan so Minerva can pop out."

"We read that yesterday," chimed in an older girl, about 12 or 13. "Maybe when of Narcissus and Echo."

"Ooo how about Diana and Orion?" Another boy asked.

The girl shook her head, "Nah, that one is tragic."

The young red head girl gave her a confused look. "And the one you suggest isn't."

"Oh be quiet Peri. I think Narcissus is cute."

"Good luck with that Mirandy." The first boy laughed.

"Hey!" She said. "Don't call me Mirandy. You know I hate that. It's just so weird. Why don't I call you Judy and see how you like it."

He shrugged. "Funny, but my name is Juda."

She groaned. "You've been hanging out with Mr. Bazzoli again haven't you."

He shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not."

She stuck her tough out at him. A six year old boy just laughed. "When did you start acting like your the son of Comus (Greek/Roman God of Laughter)."

"When he called Miranda 'Mirandy' four days ago. She thought it was funny but when I do it it's offensive."

"Well," Miranda began. "He is a real son of Comus. Juda is a kid of Somnus so it's like polar opposites."

"Oh come on. If I can get Dexter to laugh at my stupid joke it's funny."

Rhea loved siting with the children, readying them the myths by fireplace. But the story she had just finished, the story of the Titanomachy. She shuddered at the though of her husband returning, she couldn't bare it.

Kronos had turned her into such a spiteful Titaness back then, made her happy to watch her children butcher her husband. But the thought of him returning made her sick to her stomach. Probably worse than Kronos when he was slipped that emetic potion.

They war was raging and her grandson Percy Jackson had already been claimed by her son Posiden. And with her other grandchildren Bianca and Nico back from the Lotus Hotel and Jason in Camp Jupiter she dreaded the worst. What if the child comes to destroy Olympus, what will happen to her. No, what will happen to everyone here. Kronos could take her by force and make her watch as everyone she cared far for hundreds of years disintegrate into nothingness. He could throw them down into the void, the punishment he could inflict on her for turning against him.

"Discúlpeme Ops." The Titaness was broken from he train of thought and was greeted by Carlos Ojeda, a son of Neptune from fascist Spain before World War II, came and leaned into her ear.

"We have a... problema."

Her green eyes widened. In a flash she changed it to a happy smile and closed the book. "Sorry everyone. Carlos needs help and it's urgent. I'll read to you after lunch okay?"

They all sighed. Peri looked up at her with blue puppy eyes. "Do you have to go Rhea?" She looked up at Mr. Ojeda and he nodded.

"Yes. But don't worry. We'll ready about... uhm... Odysseus when he returns home from Troy to win his Queen."

Smile smiles curled up on the children's faces as Rhea kissed each one on their head and followed Carlos out of the room.

"What's going on?" She asked, her warm mother look transforming into an overprotective one.

He sighed. "Solomon King gotten a package from someone unknown to me. He said he knew but would only reveal it with you present."

Carlos lead her up the stairs to the second floor. Down the hallway people began to notice her stern face, something rarely seen in the Palace.

Most hurried past her, not wanting to be there when she yells. They've been conditioned to prevent this from happening. Ever since Rhea yelled at everyone and turned into a Titan by accident back in 77. No one tries to get her mad.

They came to the door of Solomon King. Member of the first family descendent of Neptune and Tituba's son Daniel King.

Carlos knocked on the door and waited.

Rhea looked to Carlos again. "You have no idea?" She whispered.

"No Señora Ops," he said. "I was walking to the lake when Solomon asked for you. He was smiling but he seemed distressed."

The Titaness sighed.

The door opened to and Rhea and Mr. Ojeda. They rushed in the door silently closing behind them.

Solomon has a big influence from his grandfather Vulcan, loved to design and craft machines. But he never was able to build them, gods rarely supplied them with celestial bronze or imperial gold.

Solomon was sitting at the end of his bed, rocking a wooden crib. Rhea came closer and closer to the crib, worried to what was inside.

"Solomon, what did you do?" She asked, trying to remain calm. Solomon was strange, but kind. She need to approach this nicely, just incase this hasn't gone south yet.

"Hello Rhea." He said, he seemed cool and collected but he was tapping his leg.

"Hello." She said. "What's in the cradle?"

He smiled, pulling back the blanket revealing a baby. Rhea smiled. "Solomon, is he." He nodded.

"Yes, he's my little boy. His mother and I named him Trajan George-Fredrick King. How's that sound?"

She smiled. The baby giggled and played with her fingers as she laid the back of her hand on his cheek. She examined him. He had the same dark olive skin like his father, his hair was a wavy dark brown hair. Then his eyes...

No, not her.

"Hello." Rhea looked up and turned to see a women in the corner of Solomon's room. She was dressed in a military uniform of a US marine, her cap tilted downward to cover her face.

"Who is this?" Asked Carlos.

She turned her head towards him, a aura of intimidation radiating off her like a nuclear reactor. The woman established dominance, she was in control and she knew it.

"Back away from me son of the sea, I am not one to be fought. If you don't believe me come closer and I will show you."

Rhea went in font of the woman, keeping Carlos close behind herself.

"Why are you doing this?"

She just smirked. "It's time for a new age, he will be tool to my end."

She glared at this woman, no this goddesses. The Titaness wasn't going to let this happen.

"Does anyone know what your planning? Zues won't fall with just yourself and your son. And if you dare touch anyone else here I swear I will toss you in Tartarus myself."

The goddesses became distressed, her smile twisting into a painful look. Rhea knew what to do.

"Does Neptune know, how about Hermes, maybe Bellona, so many possibilities. Venus, Hera, Apollo, Demeter..." She kept going on and on watching as the goddess' sanity disintegrated.

She was now on the floor, wailing in pain as Rhea listed the names going back and forth from greek to roman.

The goddesses got angry, the room began to shake and the baby began to cry. Solomon was starting to look dizzy.

"Silence!" And with a great clap of sound the goddesses vanished in the blink of an eye, causing Solomon to collapse on the floor. Rhea and Carlos ran to his aid.

"Who was that Señora Ops?"

The Titaness sighed. "Someone very dangerous. For now this doesn't leave us, not ever."

"Lady Rhea! Lady Rhea!" A woman began pounding on the door, finally opening it.

It was Lao Ming, a Chinese daughter of Eros. She was hyperventilating, pacing back and forth along the entrance.

"Almost everyone has collapse!" She screamed. "They just dropped dea- Oh my Gods! Solomon!"

She ran to him, kneeling down and taking his pulse.

Rhea sighed. "This is going to be a long day."

Rhea had just finished putting the last of the demigods in bed. The woman had knocked out everyone with both Roman and Greek blood, leaving only about fifty others left standing.

She looked down at the small boy not even four years old. She remembered how she met his mother by the lake when Hermes had dropped her off twenty seven years ago.

She gave him a gentle kiss on his cheek and left.

She soon was furious over what the woman had done. Not only did she selfishly have a baby for her own gain she turning the entire palace into a hospital.

Rhea walked into the dinning hall with the conscious demigods huddled by the fireplace. The fire was still burning since 7:30, it's already 2:30.

"Señora Ops." Carlos was holding his wife Selene. She had watched her son, her grandchildren, and great grandchildren collapse in front of her. Rhea hated seeing her cry, hated to see anyone cry.

"What happened?" Asked Juda.

"Yeah." Said Peri. "Why is everyone asleep?"

Rhea sighed, taking a seat around all the demigods. Could she tell the truth, could she tell them? She had to do it.

"Solomon has had a baby boy with a powerful... unstable goddess. I do not know exactly who it is but I have a hunch. Lao Ming is watching him now. This goddess is going to use him in a plot against the Olympians."

Everyone began to murmur.

"Who?" Miranda asked.

Rhea shook her head. "I can't, not in fear of my life but yours. She is very much affected by the split even here. She has never even set foot here, never had any demigod children with wizards to my knowledge. The split is that rough in her."

"What does she want to use him for? A weapon?" Selene asked.

Rhea nodded. "Her entire plot has been predicted, history repeats itself now to help HER. But I am hoping to prevent it."

"How?" They asked.

"We will make him the weapon she craves. In my long life I've learned to delay a destiny you must embrace it unknowingly. The baby, Trajan, will be trained in both combat and magical arts. We will cherish him as our own as we always do a new comer. But under no circumstances we will revel the identity of his mother to him or anyone else. Understood?"

They all nodded.

"Now let's tend to everyone else, it might be a little longer before they wake."

Everyone left, going to tend to the unconscious.

Rhea sat there, tried to keep her composure, but burst into tears.

"Why?" She sobbed. "Why did you have to do it Zeus. Why did you have to begin your end?

I'm back everyone! Summer assignments and family drama have been brutal but I've finale got some free time. To new readers check out Phoenix Ride: Ash Storm. It hasn't been updated in months do not worry! I will update it by Friday! :) have a good one!