Chapter 1

A/N: Well, I'm kind of disappointed. Not a single review on my latest chapter of Back in time, so I decided to delete it. It was supposed to be a good story, but then the reviews came in. This story should replace it; hopefully it will be better than this flashback into the war.

Percy: You told me about this idea earlier, and I must say that I'm glad to get a break from being the center of a story. It's difficult to be the main character.

Annabeth: Please, Seaweed Brain! You didn't know you were the main character of anything until a few months ago!

Percy: Your point?

Annabeth: Ugh! Why do I even bother?

Me: Ok, what's the matter? You weren't like this yesterday, Annabeth

Percy: Whoa, wait. You two met yesterday?

Annabeth: We were comparing notes. You were off helping Nico with something in the Underworld, and Thalia was hanging out with Jason. You can't blame me for meeting up with someone.

Percy: Ugh, fine. I hope you know what you're doing

Me: So much for trust. Anyway, I don't own PJO or HoO, but I do own the plot. OC's won't be in this one, so that's all


Zeus POV:

You'd think that being the Lord of the Sky and King of the Olympians would be easy, right? Wrong. Everyday it's the same old thing. Wake up, polish Master Bolt, answer prayers, form meetings, and all that fun stuff. Today is no stranger to my nerves. I called a meeting to discuss the issues on the world. Poseidon let his Roman side get carried away, and there is a hurricane approaching New York.

I was sitting at my grand throne, surrounded by my fellow Olympians as they talked about the hurricane. Poseidon can't control something his Roman half caused, so we will have to fight through it. Aphrodite was feeling Ares' muscles as he flexed them. Apollo was scrolling his vast collection of haikus that were engraved in his throne. Artemis was going on her usual rants about how men are the laziest pigs on the face of the planet, and Hera was agreeing with her. Hephaestus was tinkering with something, as usual. That was about it. Everyone else was either busy or late.

I sighed and stood up. "Does anyone want to explain why my brother isn't here? This meeting is about him," I boomed.

Aphrodite smirked. "Probably chatting with Athena again. Those two have been inseparable ever since we were released from Tartarus a year ago," she said. "I think they are dating behind your back, Lord Zeus."

Oh yeah, about a year ago, we woke up from a 20 year long sleep. A mortal freed us after Poseidon's son sacrificed himself in the name of Olympus. "Don't be saying that, Aphrodite. You know their history with each other," I groaned.

The goddess of love shrugged. "You never know. Love makes you do strange things," she said with a smirk on her face.

Hera laughed. "Especially when it concerns a certain husband of mine who cheats on me with mortals!" she yelled.

I face palmed myself. "You got to get over that! You know I can't help myself!"

Artemis chuckled, and turned away. Suddenly, something exploded outside the throne room. I thought that Neptune's hurricane made landfall, but I didn't feel that surge of power. Poseidon and I share hurricanes, I guess even science has to make things complicated. Everyone got out of their seats, and walked over to the doors. Sure enough, my brother was there arguing with my daughter, yet again.

Poseidon wore his sea green tunic with engravings of the sea crashing onto the shore. In his hands was his trident that gave him complete control of the sea. Athena was wearing a grey tunic with a sword in her hands. Her grey eyes were filled with so much hate, and I couldn't blame her.

"I'm telling you for the last time, Owl Face! I can't control what my Roman half does to the sea, so just forget about it!" he yelled.

"Oh please, Kelp for brains! You know you can control that hurricane, but you just don't want to stop it because you just love to be in the spotlight!"

"DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT ALL THE ATTENTION? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE THE SMART ONE AND SEE THAT I VIRTUALLY CAN'T STOP ROMAN HURRICANES!" he yelled.

Athena smirked. "Try using your head for once! You know you can stop it!"

"You think it's easy controlling hurricanes created by Neptune? Why not you try to stop it?! Huh, use your wisdom powers to bore the waves to sleep or something!" he yelled.

My daughter smirked again. "I'm sure I can be a better ruler of the seas than you. All you do is talk to fish and avoid tuna sandwiches!"

"Hey, ignoring tuna sandwiches is very difficult. You don't know if it's real tuna or not!"

"Would you like to know, Shell for brains? I can tell you something about fish you don't know!"

"I DARE YOU!"

I sighed, and willed a thunder storm to rage around us. "SILENCE!"

My brother and my daughter stopped arguing and looked at me. "We'll ride out the hurricane! We won't be affected by it, so just deal with it. Athena, you've handled worse when your son stopped publishing books for a whole year, didn't you?" I asked.

She went wide eyed. "My son is doing a great job. Besides, I like the idea of him writing about something, other than a certain Seaweed Brain that isn't doing jack." She aimed that last part at Poseidon.

He glared at her. "He's taking care of your daughter and trying to get into college. He's proving himself to be a worthy boyfriend for your daughter! You even gave him your blessing!" he boomed.

"What are you talking about? I wouldn't give him my blessing if he conquered half of the planet in her name," she said.

Before he could explain, I summoned my Master Bolt. "I SAID SILENCE!"

Thunder raged around me, clearly making my point. They both turned to me, completely stunned. "Obviously Poseidon can't do anything, otherwise he would be in his kingdom to calm it," I said.

Poseidon nodded. "My people had to evacuate because it's causing chaos underwater. I will most likely have to redesign my realm after it's over," my brother complained.

I sighed and shook my head. I knew this wouldn't be easy. "Make sure your people are safe, and you can stay up here on Olympus until it all blows over. How long until it hits land?"

He rolled back his eyes in thought. "Don't hurt yourself, Kelp for brains," Athena commented.

He didn't respond. He stayed in his state for a full minute before he woke up. "About a week, at the most. It will slow down, and won't cause much destruction on land, but the winds will be strong enough to cause some change," he said. "Brother, could you weaken the winds when they come through?"

I nodded. I loved my job; it was just the stress that got on my nerves. That and the constant arguments between my brother and my daughter. I don't think there was ever a day where they didn't argue. Well, there was that December morning, but that didn't count since it was our day of peace.

It's tradition for all the gods to convene on that day, including my brother Hades and all the minor gods and goddesses. Normally, we would go to Greece to our old home. Oh how I miss Mount Olympus in Greece. The night would be quiet, Apollo would take his job seriously, and Hermes was home more. I tried to fit in more time for us to go there, but something would always pop up. Something like this.

Athena sighed. "If he's going to be here for a week, I need to seriously go to the library to get a week's supply of books," she said.

Oh great. Normally, when Poseidon would stay on the mountain, Athena would lock herself in her chambers with hundreds of books. It got on my nerves because she would only come out at the meetings. That's it. "Oh no, not this time. You're staying out here and live among us until the hurricane passes. That means being out here when Poseidon is here," I intervened.

She growled at me, and teleported away. Probably off to the library again. Aphrodite smiled, and teleported away as well. Oh great, not again.

Ever since they started arguing, Aphrodite tried to get them together. She pulled out all the stops too. The Romeo and Juliet trials were the worst because they spoke in a romantic rhyme. Apollo couldn't lift the spell, so we had to deal with it for a few years.

Hephaestus sighed, and walked over to his throne. "That's my wife, for you. Always having a plan when it comes to love," he said.

I sighed. "I'm never going to understand those two. 3,000 years of existence and their antics still puzzle me," I said as I buried my head in my hand.

He chuckled. "I've talked to Poseidon. He really just loves the arguments with Athena. I hear he is having trouble with his wife as well," he said.

I raised an eyebrow. "He comes to talk to me whenever he wants to. Out of all the gods, he always comes to me. I don't know why, but he always does." He gruffed under his breath. "Automatons are well-kept and never ask for assistance. Unlike these flesh-dwellers."

I raised an eyebrow. "Since when are you good at talking to people?"

He shrugged. "Tartarus really changed us, Lord Zeus. It seems weird, but you manage to get by once you know what it is," he said.

I sighed, and walked away.


Aphrodite POV:

Eeeeeekkkkk! Poseidon and Athena on the same mountain! It's almost like the Fates want me to get them together! I flashed into my room, and walked toward my desk mirror. It was a large pool of a flowing liquid that my husband made for me that acted as a mirror. A very powerful mirror. I snapped my fingers at it, and the scene shifted. A picture of Poseidon and Athena appeared on it, followed by the Wedding March.

I smiled. Ever since my first plan failed, I kept everything on file. All of their movements, their thoughts, feelings, and everything that could lead to the downfall of their ego. It's strange that they started fighting once Percy proposed to Annabeth. Eeeeeekkkkk! It actually worked without my meddling!

"Ok, snap out of it, Aphrodite. You got a job to do," I said to my reflection.

I gasped, and reached for my lipstick. I hate the winds picking up. They dry up my lips every time, and it gets on my nerves. I swear, that's the only down side to living on a mountain. After checking my glossed lips, I smiled. "Ok, time for some fun," I said.

I snapped my fingers, and turned around on my chair. On the other side of my room, there was a huge white board. A red marker popped out of nowhere, and it began writing on the board. The words Operation: Pothena glowed red in cursive. I love cursive. I think it's a romantic way of writing.

I smiled. "Now for some experimenting with the love lives of two major Olympians," I said to myself.

Immediately, thousands of ideas sprouted in my mind. Hundreds of different methods flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. This was going to be fun.


A/N: Thank you for giving me a second chance. Like I said, Back in time will be deleted, unless someone wants me to continue. Nah, this will be fun to write. Please leave your reviews, and I will update as soon as possible. Thank you and good night.

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