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"She's returning," Zeus stood, his voice booming off the walls. The other gods surrounded him, not hiding worry from their faces. "When she returns, we will be in trouble. The whole world will be in trouble."
Everyone exchanged dark looks. They had hoped this time would never come, yet here it was, right in front of them.
"We must send a warning," Athena spoke up, "we must have our children prepared. There will be a war."
"Let them figure it out themselves. A clueless battle is always the best," Ares argued, "A bloody battle and-"
"That can be true for some cases," Zeus interrupted, "but this war will include us. We have ignored this for too long."
Suddenly the room became cold and fog swirled around their feet. The fog collected and turned into a figure of a woman. Her figure was misty and vague, but they could make out her yellow eyes and pale skin. Her face was daring and serious. "I am here, and let me tell you this: there is no way to get rid of me. This world is mine. I declare war, and you can do nothing about it."
All of the gods rose their voices and started to yell at the figure. The titan just smiled in an icy way and waved goodbye. The room warmed and the fog disappeared. The gods stopped speaking, and they all knew that the time had come. The world would never be the same.