Notes: I made some changes to the original family structure. Ares and Hephaestus are now Zeus and Hera's siblings, rather than their children, and Aphrodite was born from the severed genitals of Ouranos. The kids (teenagers actually, aged about 17) being sent away are: Zeus, Hera, Demeter, Hades, Hestia, Poseidon, Aphrodite, Ares, Hephaestus, Athena, Hermes, Apollo and Artemis. Just added the list because not everybody speaks in the prologue and I wanted to avoid confusion about who is actually in the story. I hope you enjoy it and please review :)

Prologue

"I'm telling you I've had enough!" roared Kronos at the gathering of frightened faces bellow him. "I don't care about you're reasons, I don't care about you're excuses! You are all driving everyone here to the brink of insanity and I'm putting a stop to it!"

"But Father!" Zeus shouted bravely "Do you not think you are making a terrible mistake? How on Earth can you justify sending us away from here? This is our home! And if you think we cause trouble here then what the hell do you think will happen if you force us to live among humans?"

"There's no if about it Zeus" Kronos said calmly, "You're going. You're all going. The quicker you learn that complaining won't get you anywhere the quicker you can get out of my sight and pack your bags"

Zeus looked as though he had more to say, but Ares spoke before him. "You're a terrible father, and I for one can't wait to be away from you" then he turned to face Rhea and regarded her with a look of complete disgust. "You're just pathetic. Standing there and saying nothing! As if it isn't your children he's sending away!"

"Silence yourself boy this instant!" yelled Kronos.

"Oh whatever!" Ares spun on his heel and marched towards the doors at the other end of the room. "The sooner I leave this place the better!"

"Good riddance!" Kronos grumbled savagely.

"Erm, can I just point something out?" Aphrodite demanded, narrowing her ice blue eyes at Kronos, and said in a cold and hate filled voice, "I am no daughter of yours, so what right do you have to send me away?"

Kronos regarded her coolly. "As ruler of Mount Othrys I have every right to send you away. You cause just as much strife, if not more, than my children do, so you can either go away to boarding school with them or face exile here. It's your choice Aphrodite"

Aphrodite looked as though she had just been slapped across the face. "Fine" she snapped, "I guess I'll go and pack then", and she too turned quickly around and stalked out of the room.

"Does anybody else have a problem?" Kronos sighed darkly, preparing himself for the onslaught that was sure to follow.

"I just want to know why" said Hera, her voice ringing clearly through the vast room.

"I want you to learn to be more social, accepting and aware of those around you. I think you could learn from the humans, and when you come back here for the holidays I want to see a vast improvement to your present selves and the way you live your lives"

"But this is a punishment Father, and no amount of fancy words could cover that up" said Artemis angrily. "What have I done that deserves this kind of punishment?"

"You are wild and savage. Not at all the lady I want and know you can be. You need to learn to be graceful and elegant, both of which you can learn at your new school in England" Kronos told her sternly.

"New school in England" Zeus repeated under a his breath, with a note of disgust in his voice.

"What is this place know as?" Apollo asked, looking Kronos in the eye and holding his gaze.

"Chaos Academy, after our ancestor; the creator of everything" Kronos' eyes shone with undisguised pride. Rhea chuckled by his side.

"So the teachers there will know what we are?" Apollo asked, "Because I don't want to pretend to be something other than what I am"

"The teachers know what you are. Chaos Academy is taught by historians and scholars of our culture, and the humans who attend there are all open minded and willing to accept your existence, if they do not already. There will be no need for pretence." Kronos paused and allowed his gaze to sweep over his offspring. Then, in a gruff voice said, "Alright then, hurry up and pack" and turned to his wife, before his children could see the solitary tear that slide down his face.

He didn't really want to send them away any more than they wanted to go, but it had come to the point where that was all he could do without actually killing them.