Hello all, I haven't written fan fiction in 3 years and I'm trying my hand at it again I guess, enjoy my story!

Prologue

Zoe, daughter of Zeus looked at the sky, worried at the cloud formation. Dagger in end, she crept forward, ears pricked for the attackers she knew would come for her. A slow mist curled around her as she came closer and closer to her destination: the Oracle at Delphi. Zoe carried the blessing of her father with her who told her to seek the Oracle out of desperation. The last time she saw her father, Kronos was storming Mount Olympus with a group of Titans and her father disappeared from her sight. This was two weeks ago, and now 16 year old Zoe had a mission; to save her father and the rest of the gods and goddesses from the Titans.

Phoebe threw her shield at a fire hydrant, willing the water to bend to her will as she shot a blast at the monster's face. Her blade slid in between the ribs of the Empusa monster, watching as it vanished into a puff of smoke back to the underworld. Unfortunately without Hades to keep it there it would reappear somewhere else in the world in several hours.

It had been two years since Kronos escaped his pit and defeated the gods of Mount Olympus. Two years since a Cyclops killed her mother. And two years since the last prophecy which promised a band of mighty warriors would save the demigods and gods of the world. Phoebe had not seen a single hero since then come to her rescue. It was she who vanquished her own demons without any help. Nearby a child started screaming. Cursing, Phoebe singled out the direction of the scream and ran towards it. When she found the child however, a darker skinned girl, braids whipping, had already stabbed the monster, her blade dripping in monster blood.

"Oh hello." The girl said grinning broadly.

"Hey you beat me to it I guess." Phoebe referred to her own blade, also coated in monster blood.

"I guess so, you from around here?" The girl asked waving her hand towards the town.

"Just passing by." Phoebe mimicked her tone.

Phoebe could tell that both girls were being cautious, having learned not to trust anyone in this new world they lived in.

Phoebe decided to take the first step. "I'm Phoebe, I'm from New York." Her dagger was still out between the two.

"Zoe." The girl said, "And same."

They sized each other up. One of them finally saw something worthwhile in the other, because it was then that Zoe did something she never usually did, she shook Phoebe's hand. And when Phoebe didn't kill her, Zoe knew she could trust her.

Inej closed her eyes as she waited for the killing blow that she was sure would take her. It never came. When she blinked her eyes open, two girls stood in front of her, the monster gone. "You looked like you needed some help there." The blonde one offered.

"I had it under control." Inej grumbled, unwilling to admit that she needed help. She retrieved her sword from the rubble of broken skeletons that did not help her and sheathed it.

"We've actually been looking for you." The girl with the braids said.

"Why?" Inej stared, hand on her hips.

The girls eyed each other, and then finally, "Have you heard about the prophecy?"

And that is all so far! Let me know what you think!