Rated T for Teen, due to possible tobacco, drug and alcohol references, as well as slight language.

Based on Percy Jackson & The Olympians and The Heroes of Olympus series by Rick Riordan

I do not own either said series in any way, never have, and never will.

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The Olympian Defender's!

By Zackery Trueman

Introduction

"Percy! Annabeth!" a familiar voice yelled over-excitedly from behind me and my girlfriends backs.

Annabeth and I turned around, only to be swept up by an 8 foot tall and 4 foot wide lump of Cyclops. My half-brother, Tyson, had picked us up and starting bawling. As far as I could tell he was wearing an (extremely) Big 'n' Tall leather jacket, blue jeans that looked like they belonged on a very obese man, and the biggest T-shirt I'd ever seen.

"Hey big guy, it's nice to see you, too." I tried to say, but between Tyson's massive tears of joy, an almost death-grip hug, and him sweeping us from side to side in his arms (which I don't think was completely on purpose), I wasn't too sure it came out that way. I heard Annabeth try to say something to him as well. I think it had something to do with giving him peanut butter if he let us go.

Finally, after about 10 more seconds of a hug, he let us down. Which, was quite a ways down. We had been hanging at least three feet in the air. "I miss you," he said, wiping a tear out of his eye, "lots of people in Daddies forges, but I still always think about you."

"I know big guy. I'm sorry we haven't I.M.'ed you in a while. You've grown at least a foot since I last saw you! How much peanut butter have you been eating?" I joked.

"Not more than usual…" he blushed, which has very easy to see on his large Cyclops face.

Annabeth giggled to herself. "Percy, he's about the age of a teenager for a Cyclops. He's going through growth spurts, and he's only going to get bigger." She explained with her almost-all-knowing-intelligence.

Tyson smiled widely and asked "Everyone coming?"

"As far as I know, yeah. Grover, Nico, Thalia, and Rachel all said they would be here."

It was 3 o'clock in the morning, and we were outside my mother's apartment, on a fifth-floor ledge (that I was only half sure could take Tyson's weight). I didn't exactly have my own place, and my mother was on vacation, so she let us use it for a meeting the seven of us had planned. Plus, in New York, 3 AM was practically the only time you could sneak an 8 foot Cyclops through the city, even with The Mist shading him from the view of normal humans.

"Here," said another familiar voice.

The three of us turned to our right and saw a teenage girl, with long jet-black hair and electric blue eyes, climbing up the metal stairs to the apartment. Her skin glowed in the moonlight as she walked up to us. She was wearing winter colored camouflage pants, rolled up a few inches past her ankle, a silver t-shirt, and a hooded cloak.

"Thalia!" Annabeth exclaimed before running to give her a hug.

"Shiny lady!" Tyson mumbled innocently.

After Thalia had finished giving Annabeth a hug she walked up to me and gave me a hug as well, before nodding acceptingly at Tyson (at least as accepting as Thalia could be of a Cyclops).

"Where's Nico, Grover and Rachel?" she asked me.

"Should be here soon," I stated, "Grover and Rachel should be coming together, and who knows when Nico'll arrive."

"He'll be here soon enough," she replied, "but, we should go inside. It's going to rain."

"Right," I said as I put my hand in my jeans pocket to grab the key to my mom's apartment, "Come on in."

I unlocked the door and turned on the lights, we all filed into the living room, and Tyson sat on the small loveseat, which was cramped, even with just him. I guess it was better than him standing, seeing as he had to duck just to stand. Thalia, Annabeth and I took the other couch, and there were three more small chairs across from us for Nico, Grover and Rachel when they arrived.

"How are things at Camp?" Thalia asked Annabeth who was sitting next to her.

Before she got a chance to answer there was a knock at the door. Tell her, I mouthed to Annabeth. She nodded as I got up to get the door and went back to talking to Thalia.

"Percy!" Grover and Rachel greeted me at the same time.

"Hey G-man," I tried to hold back a laugh, "nice tux! When's the big day?"

Grover was wearing a wedding tuxedo and a top-hat that was at least a foot high. Obviously, his satyr horns had grown too long for most other hats. Rachel was wearing a fancy green sequin dress. Anyone looking at the two of them might think they were some kind of strange couple that was just married.

"Yeah…" he sighed, "Not exactly my style, but it works. And I'm not getting married!"

"Nice dress, Rachel. Everyone but Nico is here, we just have to wait for him."

As we all walked back into the living room Annabeth nodded back to me, letting me know she had told her the news. Thalia was deep in thought as we all took our seats and waited for Nico.

I wish I could say this was going to be a nice, fun, little social gathering between friends, but as most things are in the world of Demigods, it wasn't going to be exactly "fun."

"Hi everyone!" Grover said awkwardly to the room.

Silence, from the group, but I had heard something down the hallway. I reached for my pen-sword, Riptide, which was in my pocket like always. Some of the others must have heard it, too, because Thalia's magic bow and quiver had appeared, and Annabeth had a "show yourself" type of glare on her face.

"I know I'm not completely accepted in most places, but you don't need to attack me."

A young man with a short, black sword walked into the room. He had long black hair and a murderous smile, and wore black jeans, with a blood-red jacket over a black T-shirt.

"Nico," I sighed.

"You left the door unlocked. I took the liberty of letting myself in." he said as he sheathed his Stygian Iron blade.

Tyson let loose a small sigh of relief now that the blade was gone.

"Now that everyone's here, we can start." Thalia reminded the group.

"It must be important. What's going on?" Nico asked.

"We called everyone here so that we could discuss the next Great Prophecy." I stated.

"Well, I don't want anything to do with it. I can tell you that much." Nico yawned.

"Neither do we," Annabeth sighed, "We've been through two great prophecies already."

"We don't have much choice, do we?" Tyson asked.

"Well, no," I reassured him, "But, we can try to stay out of it as much as possible. The truth is, it's quite worrying. Even though we've beaten the Titans, Gaia and her Giants, and hundreds of monsters, the prophecy is seriously worrying."

"Some of us haven't even heard the prophecy." Nico reminded everyone.

"Rachel? Can you recite it again for everyone who hasn't heard the prophecy? I haven't either." Thalia asked.

"Yeah. I guess so," Rachel sighed, "Here goes nothing…"

Rachel closed her eyes for a few seconds, once they opened again they glowed green and she started emanating green mist, which, honestly, really went with her dress.

"Six young half-bloods shall come to discover,

A Goddess mother they must recover

Without all six, none shall remain

Together or apart, all will feel pain

For the long road they will have travelled,

Will only show a greater problem unraveled

Without these six, the Gods surely fall and tumble

A new enemy attempts to make the world crumble"

There was silence for a few seconds as everyone thought about the lines of the Great Prophecy.

"It can't be about us," Thalia broke the silence, "It says 'six young half-bloods' we aren't so young anymore. It's been five years since the last Great Prophecy. I'm technically 31. Percy, you and Annabeth are 28. Plus, only Percy, Annabeth, Nico and I are half-bloods. That's only four-"

"Remember, Thalia," Rachel interrupted, "You can't always try to predict the full extent of any Prophecy until it happens. But, speaking as the Oracle, I do not think it involves any of the half-bloods here. If it did, the Oracle wouldn't have spoken through me."

"We've all passed our training. We only go to Camp Half-Blood now when we are needed. But, we have other things we must discuss. Do we all agree to stay out of this Great Prophecy as much as possible?" I asked everyone.

"I was already going to. So, yeah, I'll stay out of it." Nico assured us.

"As much as I can, I will," Thalia sighed, "But I still must obey Lady Artemis."

"I don't think it really involves the rest of us, but I will," Grover said.

"If that what Percy thinks we should do." Tyson added.

"Good enough for me," I nodded.

"Percy, the other thing…" Annabeth reminded me.

"Right…" I remembered, "Annabeth and I recently ran into a group of half-bloods that might need to be kept an eye on. Both for the protection of Camp, and of everyone else."