Author's note: I don't own any of the characters. They all belong to Rick Riordan. I don't know Malcolm's last name, so I made one up. There's a poll connected to this story. I need at least fifteen answers to continue the story. Thanks to those who noticed my earlier mess up and told me about it.

Chapter Three

The three cousins entered the throne room, aware that they were late, but knowing that they would be forgiven. They walked straight to their parents' thrones and bowed before taking their places at their fathers' feet. It was only then that they noticed the group standing in the corner.

Annabeth's POV

I was really happy that I had been one of the campers chosen to visit Olympus during the Solstice. There were only a select few and everyone who wasn't coming were jealous of those of us that were. As I walked through the streets of Olympus, I couldn't help but gape and stare.

The architecture was gorgeous and the city was so well laid out, it blew my mind. The throne room was even more impressive. We walked in and we all just stopped and stared. The gods were in the full forms, twenty feet tall and impressive. For some reason, they're wearing clothes from ancient Greece, but that just made them look even more impressive.

Another thing that blew my mind was the fact that there weren't twelve Olympians, there were fourteen. We had been told that Lord Hades and Lady Hestia had been given thrones and made members of the Olympian Council, but none of us had really believed it.

Lord Zeus looked at us silently for a few minutes before saying, "Well, don't just stand there. Come in and introduce yourselves." One by one we stepped forward and managed to do as he said.

"Clarisse La Rue, daughter of Ares."

"Luke Castellan, son of Hermes."

"Travis and Connor Stoll, sons of Hermes."

"Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite."

"Charles Beckendorf, son of Hephaestus."

"Katie Gardener, daughter of Demeter."

"Castor and Pollux, sons of Dionysus."

"Michael Yew, son of Apollo."

"Lee Fletcher, son of Apollo."

"Will Solace, son of Apollo."

"Malcolm Booker, son of Athena."

I was the last person to step forward. "Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena."

Zeus nodded and Chiron proceeded to usher us into a corner of the throne room so that we could watch the discussion without bothering anybody. We were sitting on the chairs provided and listened as the gods continued a discussion they had been holding before we had entered.

Zeus asked, "Does anyone know where they are? They were supposed to be here already." Poseidon seemed to be trying to soothe his brother when he replied, "I'm sure they will be here soon. I sent him to go find them. He will remind them." Apollo interjected with, "They'll be here momentarily, Father. They're on there way right now."

His words proved true when the doors were pushed open and three kids, two boys and a girl, who were around our age entered. They all had black hair and wore ancient Greek clothes like the gods. They walked over to the thrones without seeing us in the corner. They bowed to the Big Three and then amazingly sat at their feet. The girl in dark blue and bronze sat in front of Zeus, the younger boy in black and gold sat in front of Hades, and the older boy in sea green and silver sat in front of Poseidon. It was only after they sat down that they noticed us in the corner.