Ares POV

I walked towards Poseidon's room to see if he wanted a sword fight. I was bored and he was the only one that would agree to a fair fight without using his water powers. There were voices coming from inside his room.

A smooth calm voice said "Poseidon I'm sorry but I just don't feel the same way about you-"

"It's because you like Zeus isn't it." Poseidon interrupted her.

"No I just don't like you." She shouted, her previous calm demeanour gone. She stormed out of his room passed me and muttered a 'hi' to me. Her silky black hair barely reached her shoulders and her grey eyes were mad. Métis was good looking if you liked that sort of thing but she was way older than me.

"Err... Want a fight?" I asked awkwardly as he emerged to glare at her. She was already gone.

"Sure. Get ready to get your ass kicked."

Zeus POV

My head hurt. It REALLY hurt. I screamed something really intelligent like AARGHGETITOUTHELPME. I had no idea why my head hurt so badly. Did Coronus' head hurt this much when he ate my siblings?

I barely noticed when Hephaestus cut my head open with an axe (yes my head did hurt). But I did notice when a person clad in complete armour came out of my head.

Poseidon POV

I saw grey eyes peek out.

The armour seemed rushed and the sword was held awkwardly. They were both slightly too big.

I somehow found the voice to ask "Who are you?"

Ares POV

I waited for the reply that didn't come.

I walked up to the armoured person and knocked on the helmet.

"Hello? Anyone there?" I mocked.

Suddenly I found myself on the floor with a sword pointed at my throat.

"Don't ever do that again." A voice hissed in my ear. Oh, so mystery person can speak.

"Touchy. Who are you anyway?" I asked.

No reply.

"Can you move your sword?"

"Oh, Shut up." Mystery person replied without moving the sword. The voice was sort of echoic in the slightly large armour.

"You can fight." Zeus stated dryly. I wondered why he wasn't any happier then I remembered. A son with Métis would mean the end of him.

MP turned to look at him and while MP's attention was elsewhere I grabbed her sword and pulled causing her to fall over. I grabbed MP's helmet and pulled it off.

MP was a girl.

Correction- MP was an angry girl.

She grabbed her sword back and used it to push me back making me lose my balance and fall backwards.

Hades POV

While Ares and mystery goddess fought I looked over to my brothers. Zeus was pale and shocked. He had realised his mistake when he ate what he thought was Métis pregnant with his son was actually Métis pregnant with his daughter- FAIL!

Poseidon was glaring at the girl. This girl was the daughter of the women he loved and his brother –FAIL!

Don't get me wrong I felt sorry for both of them. They are my brothers after all but still this was so unreal. For once they were both the idiots and I was supreme – you can't really blame me for milking the moment.

"Hey Zeusey! What's wrong? Was it something you ate?"

Not one of my best jokes, believe me.

He glared at me. I turned to look at the young goddess again. She looked about nineteen, younger then twenty-one year old Ares and twenty-five year old Heph. She had long slightly wavy black hair that reached her mid-back and bright grey eyes that were narrowed at her half-brother Ares. She was a good fighter but had the disadvantaged of the ill fitted armour and sword. I watched as Ares pushed her over and then slip and land on top of her. That was definitely in today's top ten FAIL! Moments. It was funny how they both blushed. On second thoughts maybe I shouldn't have sat on Ares' back which made him unable to get off her. She was cute when she blushed though.

"Get off me Hades." Ares demanded. He turned his head round to try and see me. I smiled.

"Make me." I don't know why I said it but it sounded good even though it was virtually impossible for him to do anything with me sitting on his back.

"Please, Can you both get off me?" She asked unhappily. I thought about it but before I could reply hands grabbed my back and pulled me off Ares. I twisted round and saw Heph. Ares got off the young goddess and glared at me. I grinned then helped the goddess up.

"So, what's your name?" I asked her once she was up. She unsurprisingly didn't reply. So obviously Heph tried.

"Come on, you can tell us we're not going to hurt you." I heard Poseidon murmur something like 'don't count on it' and I had a feeling she did too but she ignored him and answered anyway.

The answer was merely a whisper but everyone heard her

"My name's Athena."

I will update soon. Not as good as I planned - it'll get better soon I hope

Just a word of caution. This is partly History based but I have made up a lot of the story. Please don't steal my ideas.