The sun was brightly reflecting the shining halls of the throne room of Olympus, which as usual was ringing from the remainders of the shouting matches that had taken place there.

Athena it seemed, was currently educating "seaweed face" aka Poseidon about the proper etiquette, that he argued, he already knew.

The king of the skies and the lord of the dead were fighting about who was eldest, Zeus supported his argument saying that spending time in "ol' pops" stomach doesn't even count. And Hades replied "why, you dumbass, being in dads stomach doesn't mean I didn't age or wasn't alive, even if I didn't appreciate the amount of food he gorged on, seriously I think your wife's affecting you."

Artemis , was ranting about how being a maiden is the most beneficial oath, to Hestia who was just listening and throwing a disapproving glance to her family, in the moments Artemis stopped to take a breath, who always managed to end up fighting among themselves .

While Apollo and Hermes were discussing the most effective way of pranking that all the blame goes to Ares, who was as of now snogging Aphrodite, whose husband, Hephaestus was busy uploading a video of Dionysus in one of his drunken frenzies.

Hera seemed to be innocently reading a book, only if you carefully noticed the title went as such, "20 Ways To Punish An Unfaithful Husband", one could only pity the king of gods ,seeing the sinister gleam in her eyes along with the maniac like grin.

Demeter was, as it seemed, muttering to herself. A curious ear or two could often hear her murmuring of how poor Kore was stolen from her by that disgusting corpse breath and how eating cereal has just about so many advantages.

Then, suddenly there ensued a pin- drop silence as a black portal opened out of nowhere and revealed a Pair of eyes. Out of the portal emerged a beautiful wolf of pure white fur and shockingly intelligent violet eyes .The wolf gave a start and realizing his surroundings let out an ear piercing howl.

"Is this one of your pets, Artie" said Apollo with a wince. "Shut him up while you're at it alright, geez, he's loud.

"Of course not, you idiot, none of the wolf's that guard the hunt are of white fur. And if you fail to notice, those eyes are not animal, I see intelligence in those eyes. I presume that the wolf can change into a more human form" stated Artemis with a thoughtful face.

"Since when did you become a genius, Arty, I thought that was Athena's job" said Apollo with a funny look on his face.

"It was quite obvious Apollo", commented Poseidon.

"Oh really, was it that obvious that you figured it out so easily, Sherlock" mocked Athena

"You really shouldn't think so much, you may hurt that small thing you call your brain" she continued.

"Shut your trap, owl face" said Poseidon

"Barnacle beard"

"Book worm"

"Seaweed face"

"Bird brain"

"Coral creep"

"Why you…

"Silence" hollered Zeus with smug smile on his face, having won his argument with his brother, who sat on his throne muttering bad words under his breath.

"Let us see what the fates have brought us today" he continued.

Hearing this the wolf was encompassed by a bright purple and black aura, and appeared a boy, which seemed to be of 14 to 15 years of age. He had pitch white hair, startling violet eye that seemed to draw you in and beautiful face (by beautiful I mean a face of exceeding good looks, that would even dull that of Adonis).Some of the Olympians were blushing heavily , due to the fact they found this 15 year old attractive. Even the male gods were not immune to the boy's beauty.

"What is your name, boy", asked Ares looking mildly interested.

"Now that you ask" he replied curtly. "It's none of your business, as will only answer those who are elder to me and are true gods or goddesses" giving a wink to Hestia, who caught it and duly blushed a deep golden "As I can see your thoughts and age, which in my opinion are truly disgusting, never did I know you were a pedophile, Ares god of war. I should suggest you go back to doing whatever that it is that you were doing and leave the talking to the elders, "boy", seeing that we are about to read a book, frankly, I don't think you have the brains or patience to compensate. ", he finished with confidence.

The Olympians were staring mouth agape at the boy who possessed the vocabulary and confidence of a powerful adult, he had by now turned towards Ares, who was glaring at him. As the boy returned his glare, Ares seemed to have shrunk back in his throne, looking like he was about to wet his pants.

Then the boy turned to Aphrodite who was looking surprised and had a hint of recognition in her eyes.

"And by the way, longtime no see, Viola" the boy said looking pointedly at Aphrodite, who let out a horrified gasp.

"It's you isn't it, Perseus" she questioned

"Found me at last have you? Must be on her orders and what exactly happened to your face, you look uglier than before" she said looking confused as ever.

"Please, spare me the act would you, you already know very well that even though those seated in the room are immortals, they may not be able to stand my looks. Just take a look at them, and tell me what you see, just because sister's blessing you are immune" he said looking amused to see the look on Aphrodite's (Viola, really) as she scanned the room for the Olympian's expressions.

Some of the males were trying to hide their faces, and all the females were already blushing, realizing that, Aphrodite, being the love goddess would already know their secrets.

"So... Uh... you're uglier than me, huh" grunted Hephaestus, the god of the Forge. Trying yet failing to disperse the building tension in the room.

There were several face palms, some unbelieving looks and a few "are you really serious "s.

"Anyways, how do you know Aphie? And why are you calling her Viola, Who is this Viola?" Asked Hermes, god of thieves.

"Well to answer your first question, Aphrodite is my sister. Secondly, she (pointing at 'Aphrodite, who is really someone else) is not Aphrodite, I have spent a good half of my life with Aphie, and I should know her when I see her, no, she is Viola, high priestess to Aphrodite. So now you may realize how powerful my sister is, besides you wouldn't be important enough for her to grace you with her face." He ended in one breath.

"Who are you, who are you really?" asked Apollo with fear in his voice.

"I am the seventh child of Kronos and Rhea, the first Perseus, the god of intelligence, procreation, divinity, time and destruction. And emotions, heroes, dominance, male beauty, foresight,hunting,weapons and crushes are my smaller domains." He said with a smile.

AN: This is my first fanfic , so be free to criticize . BTW this story is purely Percy/Hestia so don't blame me later. Pls comment .