Chapter 1
Kronos glanced up from the book he was reading. He reached down for something only to realize it wasn't there. The titan let out a huge sigh.
"Nakurma!" he addressed a teenage boy with spiky dark hair and brown eyes. The boy had on a baggy green t-shirt, faded jeans, and black Nike shoes. The boy looked up. "Fetch me my iTouch!" Kronos bellowed. The boy, Ethan Nakurma, obediently ran off, coming back a minute later with the iTouch. Kronos accepted it graciously.
"Thank you," he said. He messed around with the controls until 'Beauty Killer' by Jeffree Star started playing softly. Ethan shuddered. The song did not appeal to him the least bit. Kronos went back to reading. A few minutes later, he looked up again. "Summon the Titans!" he roared. "I have a brilliant plan to take over the world again!"
"And if I refuse to call them?" asked Ethan, choosing not to mention that the titans already had control of the world.
"Then I will run my scythe through you and kill you!" Kronos paused dramatically for effect. Ethan rolled his eyes.
"Right. You're going to kill an already dead teenager. I can't wait to see how that works!" he said.
Kronos' face fell. "I keep forgetting you are a ghost servant, son of Nemesis. Go while I think of a suitable punishment for you, just incase. Now begone!"
Ethan decided to go. A meeting between the titans had been quite rare since they had reformed and taken over the world three months ago. And the titans had changed since they had reformed, which had actually been rather fast. They seemed much more… modern. For example, Kronos now had an iTouch instead of that dreadful musical fountain that always played country music. And Krios' favorite movie was now Eclipse and he was a definite Team Jacob. A meeting between these new titans was bound to be interesting and not at all productive.
Ethan now turned left and walked through the double doors. He found Hyperion checking the weather on his iPad and the rest of the titans messing around with the SMART Board. Ethan cleared his throat.
"Kronos summons you all to the throne room for a meeting!" he announced. Excited chatter filled the room and the titans disappeared at once. Ethan took the long route back to the throne room. By the time he arrived, the meeting was almost over.
"And so," Kronos was saying. "I propose that we make demigods of the twelve Olympians participate in something like the hunger games, based on this wonderful book I've been reading." Kronos held up the book, The Hunger Games. "Any questions?"
Krios raised his hand. "Well, Artemis and Hera don't have children. So what do we do about that?"
"We'll us Hunters of Artemis as Artemis' tributes. I guess we can't help it if Hera doesn't have children. I always knew she was a smart one. We'll put Hades' children in. He's had tons since Zeus, Poseidon, and he decided to break the pact," Kronos answered. "We will give them each a district based on the book. Demigods will need stylists…" Kronos droned on. Ethan sighed and turned away. Something caught his eyes and he walked over to a tall golden statue of Kronos at the corner of the room. A nineteen year old boy with black hair and sea green eyes was peeking out from behind it.
"I see you've been watching," Ethan said with a friendly smile. Then his expression turned dark. "The titans are a lot more powerful than they seem. Be careful Percy Jackson." And with that, the seen faded into blackness.