A/N: So, I was thinking one day that I would write a story about the last children of the Big Three before Percy and Thalia. The kids I'm going to write about were conceived right before the pact was made and the prophecy had just been given. Since Nico and Bianca were trapped in the Lotus Casino, I assumed there were no other children of Hades. So, I thought this would be a fun story to write.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Percy Jackson and the Olympians.
Zeus was waiting on Olympus. He had just gotten a huge prophecy from the Oracle of Delphi. It basically said that one of the children of the Big Three would have a child that would protect or destroy Olympus on their sixteenth birthday.
He was the kind of guy that took precautions so that the risk was non-existent. He wasn't so sure about his brothers, so he called a meeting. He was going to force his brothers, Poseidon and Hades, swear never to have children again.
When Poseidon arrived, he knew what was going to happen. He understood why, but he was hesitant to agree to such a promise. He knew the risks of trying to prevent a prophecy. One of his brothers was going to "forget" at some point.
Hades, on the other hand, was feeling sorrowful. He knew that Zeus would have all existing children of the three sent to Camp Half-Blood. He was angry at his brothers who were forcing him into this pact.
In his mind, it was unfair to have the children trained to make "smart" choices at such a young age. The camp would brain-wash his children and turn them away from their father.
Reluctantly, Hades took his place in the counsel. He and Poseidon vaguely listened to their brother explain why they were making this pact. They knew the exact reasons why they were going to make this promise, so they wanted Zeus to quit babbling on and get to the point.
"Our children are just too powerful. It's the exact reason why we shouldn't have any more children," Zeus concluded. "Now, do you both swear on the River Styx never to have any more children?"
"I swear on the River Styx to never have children again," Poseidon and Hades said simultaneously.
"Okay, then. We have an agreement. Hades, I will expect to see your children at Camp Half-Blood in a week. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Brother." Hades slowly exited Olympus. He was dreading when he'd have to tell Maria di Angelo about the camp.
About two months later, in Seattle, Washington, a baby girl with dark black hair and sea-green eyes was born. Her name was Andrea Mitchell. Sure, there was nothing special about her. There were millions of other little girls who were just as important. Except, this unique child could very well be the child of the prophecy. This exceptional child was the last child of Poseidon.
Around the same time, another little girl was born. She was born in New York. Her hair was brunette in color. Her eyes were a startling electric blue. She was just as extraordinary as the other child. Nicole Jacobs was the last child of Zeus.
These two little girls had similar fates. They could both be the child of the Great Prophecy. Unfortunately, only one was destined to uphold the prophecy. And that was never a good thing to begin with.
A/N: I hoped you liked this chapter. I also hope I worded things correctly. I accept constructive criticism, and I would like to have some tips on how to make my writing better.