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Jean III

The thunder rumbled across the now cloudfilled sky, the wind churning the stale air into a vacumn, furling tightly into something like a tornado. And they were at the eye of the storm. Or more, the girl who claimed to be Hestia, a goddess, who had raised her arms to the sky, her lips whispering a silent incantation. Below her, Eren lay lifeless on the ground.

"Black magic! Witch!" Scattered shouts or outrage hurled themselves at the girl, who's form seemed to flicker into that of a grown woman, wrapped in a deep brown cloak.

"I am no witch." The goddess spoke undeterred, her voice loud and clear in the growing storm. "I am a immortal god. One of the many that have decided to bring you your well needed gift."

Jean's heart jumped out of his chest as Hestia opened her eyes. They glowed, burning with the fire of a thousand hearths, of hope and home. He no longer felt moved by the wind, his feet planted in place and he was caught in the gaze of a being that was not mortal. The stillness around him confirmed to him that the others were in the same state.

"I am offering soldiers." She spoke. "Soldiers unrivaled in this world, or any other." Her eyes seemed to flicker knowingly, in an almost fond manner. The sky was growing darker and darker, the wind reaching past the barrier of tear-jerking, to house uprooting. Their gear and clothing flapped across the paralyzed soldiers' bodies, as if yearning to join the upheveled roads and the askew roofing tiles. Glass shattering and roaring winds filled the air, but Hestia only smiled warmly.

"You may wonder why only now that you have been given aid." Her eyes focused on Jean- who tried desperately not to squirm under her gaze, but failed miserably- and then Levi, who out of the corner of Jean's eye, seemed unfazed by the goddess's eyes that seemed to stare into his soul.

"Only in their darkest hours, can humanity's true meaning be tested." She spoke, experience of a different age leaking into her words. "And the first test has been passed."

Test? What test?

Hestia lifted her face to the rainless sky, her hands outstretched as if she believed she could touch the stars. Then she opened her mouth and began to chant in a language that could not be categorized as anything less then ancient and powerful.

"Ανοίξτε την πύλη μεταξύ των κόσμων! Ήρωες, τους Αθανάτους Θεούς του Ολύμπου σας καλούν! Απάντηση ιερή κλήση σας!"

For a moment, everything seemed to stand still.

And then the thunder rose to an earshattering volume, as the dark sky began to spin rapidly into a swirling vortex. Jean's eardrums popped, as if the altitude had rapidly changed, or a rapidly descending lightning bolt- his hair stood on end as he stared in shocked awe as the vortex plummeted down towards the ground, crackling and roaring with the bruntness of a tidal wave or maybe even an avalanche. The force at which it collided with the ground was enough to knock everyone to the ground. The earth trembled erratically as huge gusts of wind blew everything around the vortex back, including the soldiers.

The vortex began to pulse into the ground, like a whirlpool made of air. The dark column crackled and roared and whined.

And then it disspersed, the darkness receding into nothing. All the remained of its existance was the wreckage and destruction it had left. And the figures standing place of where a crater surely should have been.

Jean crawled back on his hands, propelling himself away. He felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Get up, you idiot." Levi hissed through his teeth, eyeing the newcomers warily.

There were six, Jean noted, three guys and three girls.

"Welcome," Hestia spoke softly from behind them. "Heroes of Olympus."

One of them laughed, turning towards the voice. Eyes the color of the untamed seas that Armin and Eren had whispered so longingly about, and short, messy, raven black hair that was as wild as the lopsided grin on the man's face. He pulled out... A pen? Of his blue pants pocket and twirled it between his fingers absentmindedly.

"Got your call." The man said to Hestia. "Whose ass do you need kicking?" Beside the man, a beautiful woman with honey blonde hair and tanned skin shook her head, as if this was a common occurence, and was through trying to correct.

"Greetings Perseus," Hestia said, smiling amusedly. "I am grateful that you are one of those who answered my calling."

"Did I miss something important here?" Connie's voice rose up. "What the fuck is going on?" Jean noticed Connie walking towards the group out of the corner of his eye.

Bad idea! Jean wanted to shout. They just dropped down from the sky like goddamn aliens! Don't try to piss them off! But the presence of Levi's hand on his shoulder had returned, a warning not interfere with what was about to happen. Jean glanced back at Levi's face. His expression was emotionless, his eyes fixated on Connie's approach towards the strangers.

What are you doing?

A thought flashed into Jean's mind. Did he perhaps want to see what the six were capable, should they feel threatened by the moody Connie coming their way?

"Who the hell are you guys?!" Connie exclaimed, waving his arms wildly at the six.

"Does that really matter right now?" The green-eyed leader of the group drawled out. "We came under the assumption that whoever you guys are, were in imminent peril; or was that a miscalculation?" A boy and girl with black hair like the green-eyed man that Hestia had called Perseus, sniggered.

"Man, Perce," The boy chuckled, black eyes shining with tears of laughter, his hand covering his mouth half-heartedly in order to hide his smile. "Didn't know you were capable of a such an advanced vocabulary." The girl laughed at this, and added tauntingly.

"Seems like there isn't just seawater in that thick skull of yours, after all."

Perseus closed his eyes shut and shook his head dejectedly, before he looked up at Hestia helplessly.

"What did I ever do to deserve such horrible, faithless cousins?" He cried in mock pain.

Jean never knew if Hestia would have responded or not, because just then, the ground rumbled and shook, making Connie pale instantly. The girl who had made the comment about seawater, saw the expression change on Connie's face and shrugged her shoulders, rustling the silver quiver on her back that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Guess that would be the 'imminent peril' that you aforementioned, eh, Kelp Head?" She said casually.

"Seems so Pinecone Face." Perseus countered effortlessly.

And just like that, the auras emitting off the group changed drastically, almost as if a switch had been flipped, or a curtain pulled back to reveal their fullest presence. The presence Jean's eyes were most drawn to, was Perseus and his two cousins. Jean took a step back cautiously.

"That sounds like a pretty big mob." The black-eyed cousin spectalated, unsheathing a wicked, black-as-death blade that seemed to absorb all the light around it. "Enough for all of us."

"As if I'd share my prey with a bunch of boys." The blue eyed girl snorted distastefully, as if boys was an insult. She gripped a silver bow that again had Jean wondering, Where the hell did that come from?

"You can't take the enemy on all by yourself!" The boy complained, his voice stretching into a whine. "That's just being greedy and selfish!"

"Just because you two can't, doesn't mean I can't." The girl smirked challengingly, eyeing her cousin.

"You saying that you can rack up more kills then me?" He growled, dark shadows stretching out from around his figure. The girl took a step forward menacingly till they were glaring at each other, electricity and the smell of ozone surrounding her- the telltale of an oncoming storm.

"Now, now," Perseus chided walking towards his cousins with his hands raised in surrender. For a moment it looked like he was going to try to play peacekeeper between the two- until he added playfully.

"There's only one way to settle this guys." The prospect of a challenge flickered in his sea-green eyes like a sparkler. "The person with the most kills, gets bragging rights: no lying about their counts-," The corner of his mouth twitched upwards. "And no using your 'specialty' talents." He did air quotes at this, and his two cousins scowled at him. He raised a hand to cover his mouth as he whispered loudly -unintentionally- to the two. "We're in the prescence of mortals here, guys."

Mortals? What did he mean by that? Were they not?

The three cousins murmured some more things quietly, before they broke apart with large grins on their faces, their eyes flickering to each other deviously.

"To battle!" Perseus shouted cheerfully, raising a bronze leaf-shaped sword. The three cousins took off down the street, towards the approaching titans, who were surprisingly still not within sight.

"Annabeth," The third girl said, her voice quiet, yet still easily heard. The girl's aura demanded respect and attention, yet not as bold and obtuse as the three cousins. Hers screamed authority and leadership, which only made the gold breastplate and purple cape even more intimidating. The blonde turned to face the girl walking to stand beside her. "Are you really sure about letting those three run off like that blindly?" The girl continued, her black eyes not meaning disrespect, or even curiousity, but a search for mutual understanding. The black haired girl seemed to greatly respect Annabeth, despite herself being seemingly of high rank, which could only make Jean wonder how that relationship had formed.

The blonde haired girl- Annabeth, shrugged her shoulders.

"Perc-," She was cut off by the third man, who was shouting at the retreating figures down the road.

"Nico! Get your butt back here! You guys don't even know what you're going up against!" He yelled, his blue eyes furious and frantic as he watched the black-eyed boy race his cousins down the street.

"Will," Annabeth said sternly, looking at the ruffled boy. The blonde boy met her eyes worriededly. "Percy, Nico and Thalia are perfectly capable of handling themselves." She continued firmly. "Whatever it is we're fighting, I'm sure they'll be okay."

"I wouldn't be too confident if I were you." Levi spoke finally, walking calmly towards the remaining three. "Especially if they don't know what they're facing."

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