Hestia

The gods are fighting again. Apparently Jason Grace and Piper McLean got into a fight into whether ambrosia should be an ice cream flavor. They fight's already been resolved, but deities are still taking sides, with Zeus and Aphrodite being the team captains.

"Hestia!" Aphrodite called in her melodic voice. "What do you think?"

I sighed. "I think ambrosia could be an ice cream flavor, providing a nice treat for hot summer days," Aphrodite smirked at Zeus. "but it needs to be regulated so demigods don't eat it foolishly and accidentally hurt themselves."

Athena smiled and walked to me. "She has spoken. I myself have not spoken, to prevent sides like this, but you have done this perfectly. I am with Hestia."

For once, all the other Olympians, besides Zeus and Aphrodite, nodded their heads in agreement. I have not felt this much attention since I gave up my throne for Dionysus, better known to the demigods of Camp Half-Blood as "Mr. D." Wait, you're not a demigod, are you? If you are, get off the Internet now. Hermes hasn't gotten to making the Internet safe for demigods. Get off! Monsters will find you! Well, if you haven't been claimed yet, you probably won't cause too much damage. If you're a clear-sighted mortal, no harm done! Except maybe to your sanity...

"As much as I love conflict, that was getting annoying," Ares said.

Just then, Hades stormed into the throne room, a black aura, and Persephone, following him. Not Aura, as in Mellie, an aura as in ambience.

"I AM SICK OF YOUR CHILDREN BULLING AND HURTING MY CHILDREN, JUST BECAUSE THEIR FATHER IS ME!" Hades boomed.

Ares snickered. "Well you are the god of outcasts."

The Lord of the Dead sent Ares a withering look.

"God of Riches and the Underworld," the god of war corrected.

"Why don't you help him then?" Athena suggested.

"Pallas Athene, you know we cannot do this. It is against the Ancient Laws," Hera said, arching an eyebrow. Persephone was trying to calm Hades down.

"Uncle, summon Hecate, if you will," Athena said.

He took out a drachma and looked at Poseidon pointedly. Percy Jackson's dad sighed and stuck his finger out, making a spring of water come out of it.

"O Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering," Hades said in a way that showed he did not like saying that. "Show me Hecate, goddess of Witchcraft, in the Underworld."

An image of the goddess appeared. She was reading an incantation out of a spell book. "Διατάζω ουσία σας να παγιδευτεί σε αυτό το μπουκάλι μέχρι να έρθει η ώρα σας να μεταρρυθμιστεί!"*

"Hecate!" Hades said.

She dropped the glass vial. Eighteen empousa rose from the fog that used to be trapped in the bottle. "Γαμώτο!"**

Hecate pulled out a sword from the scabbard that hung on her left hip, and, amazingly, destroyed all of her daughters. "Annoying children! What is it, my Lord?"

"Lady Athena requests your presence here at Mt. Olympus."

She nodded, and cut off the connection. Seconds later, Hecate appeared right beside me.

"Hello, Hestia," she greeted.

I smiled in response.

Athena stood up from her throne. "Hecate, your Lord says that his children are being ridiculed, and I suggested we pay a visit to our children. Queen Hera says no, that it is a violation of the Ancient Laws. I plan to squeeze our way around it. Here's what I propose. Turn us into demigods. We will have our respective powers, and be sixteen. This will end after one year, on the summer solstice. We inform Chiron and Dionysus, nobody else. We can spy on our children, and help them in times of need. The Ancient Laws say the gods cannot help their children, but we will be demigods."

Everyone was silent. Could this really work?

"Let's take a vote," Zeus announced. "All against raise your hand, all for do nothing at all."

Nobody moved.

"It is decided then. We will be demigods for one year. Hecate, you have the Olympians' approval," Zeus said.

Athena, Aphrodite, and Hecate called for a meeting, and I have to come too. Athena and Hecate I understand, but I think Aphrodite's just worried she won't be as pretty as she is now. Don't tell her I said that.

"It has come to my attention that we will all need new names, so as not to be recognized by our children," Athena said. She flicked her wrist, and a piece of parchment appeared out of thin air. "Your names. Zeus, Zach Casey. Hera, Calliope Owens. Poseidon, Patrick Evans. Demeter, Delilah Willows. Ares, Adam Augustine. Apollo, Aaron Phoenix. Artemis, Astra Phoenix. Hephaestus, Harry Brady. Aphrodite, Alexandria Rosenhart. Hermes, Henry Emerson. Hestia, Hailey Pierce. Hades, Hunter Taylor."

I was shocked. I asked "I'm going?" the same time Artemis asked "Who're you?"

"I will be Ava Kennedy, and yes, Hailey, you are going," At-Ava replied.

"Why is my wife up there with you?" Harry asked.

"I'm going to be in charge of our looks, 'cause we can't have anyone recognizing us, and our clothing," Alexandria said.

Hecate spoke up. She turned around and took a silver tray off of a table. It had golden chalices on it. "Everyone drink this," Hecate commanded.

The rest of the gods rushed to get theirs, but Ava and I were the last to get ours. When I drank it, I felt for of weakened, like my powers were being drained. By the look of Calliope's face, she had felt this way before, and recently.

"There! Now, you're demigods!" Hecate said. "Aphrodite, you may do it now."

Alexandria gave us each a rose petal. "Crush it. You'll get a totally cute outfit and a new face."

We did as she said. As a demigod, I am a child. A 12 year old child. It seems, as Ava tells me, that Hestia made me out of clay, because she wanted a companion. Hestia, not Hailey. Gods, this is so confusing.

I have a sleeveless, pink, butterfly printed dress, denim leggings, pink sandals with a imitation flower, and pomegranate lip balm.

As we rode down the elevator of the Empire State Building, Ava grabbed my hand, smiling.

"I'll be your big sister in the mortal world, alright?"

I nodded, thinking it would be a very weird year.

I loved writing in Hestia's Point of View! It's awesome. I really hope you guys like this. They're demigods now! What happens next? *wiggles eyebrows*

*I command your essence to be trapped into this bottle until your time to be reformed comes!

**Fuck!