Disclaimer: I own nothing of Percy Jackson, it makes me sad
Shocked silence was all that was heard in the throne room. None of them knew who held the sky to help them against Atlas as well as keep Zoe Nightshade alive, when fate claimed she was supposed to die. Now the fates are claiming either her immortality or her life,
"The Spartan's warrior is supposed to be the hero of the prophecy. We cannot allow Thalia Grace to reach sixteen. It is too earlier for the war." Clotho, a small girl, the life weaver announced.
None watched as Hades paled, when he came to the winter solstices he didn't think it was for this to happen. Not one of the council Olympians knew about his adopted son, no one knew that the last Spartan demigod was biologically Poseidon's son and his adopted one. The one ultimate warrior that kept them safe through the last two thousand and five hundred years from their own self-destruction. The three sisters watched as Hades had his panic attack before turning to Apollo,
"they will need a quest to the forgotten one," Lachesis, the middle woman, the dealer, the disposer of lots for man called out.
Immediately Apollo's eyes glowed green like his oracle and a raspy voice escaped his gaping mouth:
The place where Spartan's son
Lays sleeping where there is none
But one and standing stone
With lion's cloth and club of bone
The huntress' heart slumbers
Where the broken trusted lumbers
Hades paled even further if that was possible. He knew his son fell in love with the black-eyed girl standing in front of them before she was a huntress but still, the fact that he took his rest THERE. No one had been to that spot in almost a century.
"the huntress' heart? Does that mean Artemis is supposed to go on this quest?" Athena inquired.
"ah that lines deals with you, young Zoe Nightshade, it seems your choice was stolen when that quest was issued," Acropos, an old women with shears in her hands, the ender, the cutter of life. They slowly faded back to their spot in the universe watching waiting to cut the cord once more.
"he's alive," a whisper broke the stifling silence. Many turned to see Zoe Nightshade, no longer outline in silver but looking rather normal, near tears. All the people in the room realized what had happened, she was no longer immortal and a normal titan girl. She'd have to go camp half-blood, she swiftly looked to hades before demanding to know where he was.
Hades sighed, "don't tell me you don't recognize what they described. A lone man in lion's cloth and a club and standing stone or a pillar…" his voice trailed off hoping she'd finally understand what he was saying.
"the pillar of Hercules." A blonde girl gasped out, the land between the greeks and romans, a placed rumored to be both haunted by the dead soldier fighting to protect their empires reign and also protected by a strange power.
"Hercules? Cool the guy was awesome," a brown haired boy with green eyes exclaimed not noticing the disgusting look from Zoe and Artemis.
"can it orion, can you not tell this is serious." The blonde girl chastised the prick son of Poseidon.