Prince of Death:

Return of the Speaker's Heir

By: The Potters of the Future

and Winged Seer Wolf

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Disclaimer:

I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson. These concepts,

characters and places belong to

J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordian

Dedication:

This chapter is dedicated to all of the readers

and reviewer's who helped Winged Seer Wolf and I

get to this point.

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Rating: T

Pairing(s): Harry/Thalia

(This will happen in Book 3)

(All others are in the air at this point.)

Beta: Winged Seer Wolf

Summary:

Last year, Harry found out about his father, met others like himself, went to a magical school, dodged an old man's questions, all the while keeping Voldemort from the Ultimate power. Now in his second year, Harry the son of Hades must now contend with the return of an ancient line that threatens the destruction of Hogwarts itself.

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Reviews

Robotic worm

I think Annabeth and Grover are close to guessing. Percy has been known to be a bit slow on the uptake.

Guest

That's how I've always felt. Voldemort's supposed to be like a sociopath so how could he not realise that prophecies weren't things that should be messed with until you got more information. It needed to be explained.

fatesmask

They were ordered not to make it obvious that Harry is their prince otherwise Dumbledore would question what was going on. Harry has lived from the age of almost seven at Camp Half Blood.

xfighter4

Voldemort likes the killing curse.

Beezlebubbles

Percy's never too big on common sense or knowing when it's a good idea to back down from insulting someone bigger, stronger, smarter and older than you. He is incredibly brave though.

Jupiterrising2010

It will still be some time before Harry reveals his father but both Grover and Annabeth are almost certain on who it is.

The Man of Time

Don't worry I have a plan for that but it probably won't be for a while.

Spaz86

I could not find any date that Percy Jackson was set so I used the Harry Potter timeline. I realise that some of the technology are wrong but considering I wasn't even born until 1993 then don't be too harsh. I don't really know what technology was then.

I think a lot will be said and done.

ultima-owner

Gives a whole knew definition to all seeing parents.

Penny is wise

I think they will still be suspicious for a while but just wait until they have further evidence to confront Harry on it.

Janelly Slytherin

Hades definitely cares for Harry whether or not he'll admit it to anyone.

SeaBreaze2Ga

I think Harry's going to be the one who confront Ares. The gods will probably be arguing some more it's all they seem to do.

percyjacksonfan135

I somehow doubt that Harry being a son of Hades will easily forgive any grudge. Plus I simply don't like Percy Weasley.

Warror

I was half planning to have it revealed in this chapter but changed my mind. I imagine there will be a lot of shock but I think Harry overly worries about how people will react.

Guest

Yeah I'm thinking of Harry being revealed pretty soon. It is kind of obvious that Harry is Hades' son. Harry had to step in to save his friend. Hades has listened to Harry. I'm going for grounding.

I'd say so but I wanted a nice Petunia for a change. She may be jealous but you think that something like your sister's death would give you some perspective in life.

mudbloodpotter05

Nico and Bianca are going to be briefly seen in a few chapters but it won't be for a while that the Di Angelos actually come to Camp Half Blood. I hope to save Bianca. If she does die with another sibling Harry should be able to calm him down. Cat will be revealed either next year or the year after.

Pleasant Sea Nights

I reckon she will be.

litter jumper

Zeus would have ended up revealing Harry's parentage. Yeah Harry still doesn't fully trust the others just yet. Not quite yet though.

RedRangerBelt

Both Grover and Annabeth suspect that Harry is the son of Hades but they've been semi convinced with the whole Lord Hades act that Harry and Hades had going last chapter. Yeah Percy's either suicidal, insane or just doesn't think things through. Percy's older he will be thirteen on the eighteenth of August whilst Cat will be thirteen on the twenty fifth of August. Nico and Bianca will be coming out of the Casino after the quest but won't be coming to Camp Half Blood for another year.

Slytherin Studios

I'm thinking that Harry will fight Ares or Ares will reveal that Harry is a son of the Lord of the Dead. It will be fun either way.

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Chapter 4

Return to the Underworld

They landed at Santa Monica beach slipping off the Thestrals who stood beside them. Harry was feeling oddly out of place as he always did after a visit to the Underworld. The Underworld was home. He was always a bit of an outside anywhere else although graveyards were fun. And people called him a goth.

The other three riders looked kind of green right now. Harry supposed it was hard to fly on something that you couldn't even see. Still it was better than walking. That would take far too long and they wouldn't want to see all the dead, again. Harry realised that it was dawn, dawn of the twenty first of June – the day of Zeus' ultimatum.

That was not good; by this evening if they didn't return to New York in time there would be an all out war between Zeus and his brothers – Hades may have temporarily accepted it wasn't Poseidon's fault but Zeus had not – in attempt to find his missing Lightening Bolt. They also had to find Ares and convince him to give the Helm back.

'Look you three can take Kato,' Harry put a hand on the grey eyed male Thestral that had brought Harry here, 'Tristie,' Harry patted the small boned female that had brought Grover, 'and Obitus,' Harry patted young male that had only just reached maturity that had brought Annabeth. 'I'll find the Helm. Gotta save your mom after all,' he gave Percy a small smile. 'Your quest was to find the Bolt. You've done it. Now get it to Zeus.'

'We need a plan,' muttered Annabeth, 'instead of just splitting up and hoping our luck holds up.'

'Yeah we have one. You three stop the war and complete the quest,' Harry muttered. 'I fulfil my bargain with Hades for your mother's life,' Harry said pointedly, 'and save your life.'

'You're going to take on the God of War, ALONE?' Grover said incredulously.

'You need to stop the war,' Harry told them.

'He's right,' Annabeth sighed, 'we need to complete the quest.'

'So go,' Harry said impatiently feeling edgy, 'go, fly.'

'Good luck,' Grover said helpfully.

'Thank you,' Percy said.

'You can see them can't you,' Grover said, 'couldn't give us a hoof up.'

'Sure,' Harry nodded.

Harry moved towards the satyr. He held out his hands wincing slightly as he held the hard cloven hoof. Still soon Grover was up on Trisite once again. The dark eyed Thestral was very gracious about it bending when needed although that might be because of Harry's presence. Still it got them moving faster.

'Do you two need help?' Harry asked turning to Annabeth and Percy.

'Fine,' Percy sighed.

Harry grinned and guided Percy to Kato. Kato was a slightly evil tempered Thestral with grey eyes that were too like Draco Malfoy's for Harry's liking. He knew it was slightly cruel giving Percy the one with anger issues but he was the quickest one and Percy didn't have long to get to Olympus. He just hoped that Percy would see it that way.

'Now I want you to be good for him, Kato, okay,' Harry murmured.

'Are you talking to it?' asked Percy.

'Yep,' Harry said cheerfully.

Percy didn't look to confident with trusting an Underworld horse. Harry trusted them with his life but he supposed that leaving the son of Poseidon who couldn't even see it with the angry one wasn't the best policy. He couldn't leave Moira alone though (she got nervous around people she didn't know).

'You do know I can't fly,' Percy said, 'Zeus and my father want each other dead.'

'Trust me I know,' Harry said grimly thinking of his near misses in the sky. 'But don't worry about it,' Harry grinned, 'you'll be fine. The Thestrals are part of the Underworld so you can't be harmed whilst on them. Why do you think you can ride Pegasi?'

'Are you sure?' asked Percy looking to Annabeth for advice.

'He's right,' Annabeth agreed, 'just as long as you don't go too high.'

'So no circus tricks,' Harry said cheerfully.

'Don't worry I'll keep my brother in line,' Tristie assured Harry.

'Annabeth you'll be needing help too,' Harry said.

'Don't worry Obitus will be gentle with you,' Tristie assured Annabeth as though she could understand.

Moira pawed the ground nervously, 'I'm staying with you.'

'Come on,' Harry said.

Harry helped Annabeth onto Obitus' back. Obitus wasn't anywhere as near as grumpy as Kato so it was relatively easy. If anyone found it strange that Harry could see them they didn't say anything. Harry supposed it was something to do with the fact that those who were or had been close to death could see them since he had seen his mother's death he would be able to anyway.

'Fly,' Harry said.

Harry had to hit Kato on the rump to get him to fly. The rest of them were happy just to obey his instructions. It was only Kato who was insubordinate. Harry smiled watching them fly off into the night. He now had to find Ares. He really should have asked them where they had last seen him. Not that it meant much but at least it was a starting point.

That was when Harry saw him standing half way along the beach leaning on his motorcycle. Ares God of War. If his children were intimidating it was nothing compared to the God of War. But Harry had spent a good deal of his life with Hades. The only problem was the anger that Ares was causing to rise within him.

'Hey kid,' Ares greeted. 'Nice going getting rid of them. Shame they were supposed to die. Heard you were in a scuffle few weeks back. Shame could have caused quite a war.'

'And a lot of deaths,' Harry said hotly.

Ares grinned at this, 'and you'd know all about death being old coffin breath's kid.'

'My father already knows it was you who stole the Helm,' Harry said, 'so you might as well give it back.'

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In the air Percy had unwisely looked down. To his surprise he saw the wizard kid and Ares the God of War standing opposite to each other. Percy's natural saving people thing kicked in. The boy may have been at camp longer than him and have magical powers but it still went against Percy's instincts to just leave him there.

'Guys Harry's in trouble,' Percy shouted to the other two, 'Ares! We have to go back for him.'

'Percy he's been trained for longer than either of you,' Grover called back.

'He could still need our help,' retorted Percy.

'We should stick to the plan,' Annabeth shouted.

'He's your friend,' Percy retorted.

Annabeth was conflicted. She wanted to help the younger demigod, but at the same time if they didn't hurry up there would be a terrible war destroying much of western civilisation. She didn't want Percy's fatal flaw of loyalty to destroy them all. If there was a war between the gods it would make Kronos' escape only too easy.

'He told us to go,' Grover called back.

'Is that what Thalia said,' Percy retorted.

Annabeth flinched back and she was sure that Grover was doing the same thing. It was a low blow. The worst thing was that he was right. Then she was just a kid but now she was not. Annabeth couldn't believe that she had been about to sacrifice another friend's life. Percy was right they had to go back for him. They still had some time left.

'Look I'm sorry I didn't mean,' Percy said.

Percy felt he had gone too far. Percy often said things before thinking. He knew that both satyr and demigod felt guilty for Zeus' daughter's almost death. He wanted to save the boy even though the boy was far more trained than he was and had the help of not talking and acting before thinking. It was something that got Percy into trouble time and time again.

'No your right,' Annabeth said quietly, 'if we don't get the Helm back there will be a war anyway but it will be Hades doing not Zeus'. We still have time as long as we're quick.'

Percy felt that it probably wouldn't be easy to take on the God of War, but for once decided that saying something like that to Annabeth when she already looked so unsure. He reached out for what did Harry call him? Oh yeah Kato which Percy could somehow understand as down in Greek which made sense as it lived in the Underworld.

However, he couldn't find Kato's mind. He supposed that it was something to do with the fact that instead of being created by Poseidon as horses and zebras were these invisible things that felt like skeleton horses were created by Hades. Harry had ordered it to do as he wanted by speaking to it maybe he could do the same.

'Down,' Percy ordered.

'Down,' Annabeth too shouted.

'Down,' called Grover.

Annabeth and Grover instantly began moving to the ground. Typical he would get the one that didn't listen to orders. Percy was convinced that the fates hated him or maybe that was just the Harry kid. He squeezed his knees together like you would control the Pegasi at Camp to see if that would help any.

'Grover little help,' Percy called.

The satyr looked back to where he was trying to control his stubborn Thestral. Grover now knew why it was that Harry had told the Thestral name Kato to be good. Grover's suspicion since the Cerberus incident grew. It could be because he had lived for nine months at Hogwarts where there was supposed to be the second largest population of Thestrals in Europe.

Or it could be as he suspected that Harry Potter was the son of the Lord of the Dead. That idea made the satyr shiver. He had nothing against the pale boy who gave off some major bad vibes which would be explained by being the son of the Lord of the Dead that went against a wannabe searcher of the Lord of Wild Places.

'Oi Kato,' Grover called, 'come down let us help Harry.'

'Thanks,' Percy called down.

'You've got the bad tempered horse,' Grover replied.

'The fates hate me,' Percy muttered to himself.

The Thestral slowly and unhappily and with a lot of encouragement from Grover flew down. The two demigods, one satyr and three Thestrals landed back on the beach where Harry and Percy still seemed to be at a stand off. There was something about the boy with night black hair that reeked of danger and death.

'So why did you betray your family to our lovely grandfather?' asked Harry sarcasm heavy in his voice.

Annabeth heard the word grandfather but not your, no Harry had said our. That set the daughter of the Goddess of Wisdom's brain whirring. Harry may not have said it in so many words but with everything that Harry had been done in the Underworld. The little scene between him and Hades had stumped her but it seemed that he was at least a son of one of the Big Three or Demeter (and he hated the children of Demeter).

Percy meanwhile had seen Ares' fiery eyes widen minutely, shock coating his dark face. It was obvious to him that the War God had no idea who he was actually working for even if he was sure that Ares' ego would convince him that it was an alliance. But the Titan King didn't have allies he only had people that he used to do his bidding.

'You didn't know,' Percy suddenly said.

'Okay I can understand that,' Harry muttered, 'so since you were used you wouldn't mind giving the Helm back so I can return it to the Underworld?'

'You lie! Ares roared. 'The plan was perfect my father would blame Barnacle Head and Corpse Breath for the theft. Hades would blame your father,' Ares said looking at Percy. 'Hades would kill you. Your father would be furious. All three of the Big Three would be fighting one another and dragging the rest of the gods into the war. Already the sides are being drawn. Glorious war,' sighed Ares. 'But then you,' Ares glowered at Harry, 'you just had to spoil it convince old Coffin Dweller that it was not Poseidon. And now you have to die.'

'Hades knows. Just give us the helm,' Harry tried.

'Oh you mean this?' smirked Ares.

Ares took out a black ski mask that Harry could feel the power of his father from it. He instinctively moved towards before he restrained himself. Ares put it down on his motorbike where it changed into a night black Greek battle helmet that would cover one's face. Harry had seen it before but had never been stupid enough to go near it.

'Didn't you hear us it's too late,' Percy shouted

Ah, but if you die nobody will realise it was me,' Ares smirked. 'Hades will be blamed for your deaths. Poseidon will go to war with him over that. Zeus will never get his Bolt back and will go to war with his brothers. Nothing will change.'

'Hades knows,' Percy tried.

'Ah but nobody likes or respects or listens to the dead man's god,' Ares said, 'he can't even get to Olympus for another six months. By that time the war will be on,' he smirked.

Harry knew that the man was right. He hated it but nobody would listen to his father. They hated anything to do with the Lord of the Dead and had done so for three thousand years. Looking at the others Harry could see that they were thinking the same as he was. It seemed very hopeless but Harry couldn't believe that he had just stopped one war he couldn't stand the idea of there being another one.

'You are being ordered around,' Percy shouted, 'you think this is on your whims. This is Kronos corrupting you.'

Harry winced knowing that this wasn't going to go well. True enough Ares' fiery eyes began smoking around his sunglasses. Harry could feel the rage emanating from the War of God. Ares was too prideful to even consider the idea that he might not be the one in control of this bargain but you know what they say – pride comes before a fall. And Ares had fallen into a trap set up by Kronos.

'It is, sir,' Grover nodded hurriedly.

'I am the god of war!' roared Ares. 'You punks think I am so easily swayed! I take orders from no one.'

'You do from Zeus,' bit in Annabeth.

Ares appeared not to here her, 'I don't have dreams!'

There was a silence amongst the three demigods, the satyr and the god of war. Nobody had even mention dreams and Ares was claiming he didn't have them. This suggested that he was being sent dreams by something. Kronos must have been lulling him to his plans without the god realising what was going on.

'You've been having dreams,' frowned Harry, 'about a dark pit.'

Percy shivered slightly remembering Tartarus; the smell of evil there. The dark presence that was there that was the Lord of Time. It seemed that it wasn't only demigods that Kronos was getting to. It seemed that Harry was reading between the lines as well understanding what Ares wasn't saying. Harry had to hand it to the boy – he was smart and knew how to get to the god without outright angering him.

'Tartarus,' Harry sighed.

'Doesn't that prove that you are not the one in control,' Percy said desperately.

Ares looked somewhere between angry and scared and very agitated. It was a classic case of denial if Harry had ever seen one. And he had spent the better part of year trying to convince too loyal Gryffindors that their teacher was a psychopath which left him with more than one angry face in the Common Room.

'That's not the point,' snapped Ares.

'I think it is,' Harry said coldly.

'Are you challenging me mortal,' flamed Ares. 'The point is that you, son of Poseidon are still alive. I can hardly have you convincing my father that it is not Hades now.'

Ares click his fingers and out of the sand below his feet burst a wild boar that was too large to be any mortal bull. Its massive white tusks gleamed dangerously in the morning sunlight. Harry watched as it pawed the ground, its black eyes glaring at Percy murderously. Harry was pleased when Percy stepped into the water without Ares noticing.

Harry knew what the other boy was doing, even if Ares remained oblivious; as a son of the God of the Seas Percy could naturally gain power and control of the water. Right by the sea was where he was strongest. Harry realised that it was two children of the Big Three (one at his power source) against an angry god.

'Percy,' hissed Annabeth, 'don't do anything stupid you've ticked off enough gods.'

Harry didn't know what that meant, but gathered that Percy hadn't been entirely respectful to the gods. Honestly Harry wasn't exactly surprised; the seas bowed to no one (well except Poseidon) and it was the seas that ran through the boy's veins. Percy just better be careful with exactly what gods he insulted.

'Percy,' groaned Grover when Percy did not move. 'Come on man.'

Harry on the other hand pulled out his sword as well. One rule that Harry followed was that he didn't anger gods as he had angered enough of them just by being born as a child of one of the Big Three who had sworn never to have children and being a child of the exiled Lord of the Dead. Plus angering gods just wasn't a good life plan but well he was hardly going to let his cousins fight it out alone.

'I've got your back,' Harry told him.

'Good luck,' Grover said weakly.

'Fight me alone,' Percy demanded.

Harry could have groaned. This boy just didn't know when to stop, did he? Fighting any god was bad enough but fighting the god of war was just insane. The best he could hope for was to trick him. Ares had brawn and pride but he wasn't too hot on intelligence. It was clear why he was the grandfather of Godric Gryffindor.

'Percy are you insane?' Grover looked faint.

'I think he might be,' Harry replied, 'he hasn't spent too much time with Mr D has he?' Harry asked sarcastically.

'Oh ha, ha,' bleated Grover.

'Scared?' taunted Percy.

'He's got worse,' muttered Grover.

'Percy run,' shouted Annabeth.

The boar charged at Percy. Percy swung around seeing the giant black monster running full throttle at him. Percy uncapped the sword ready to take it on. He was ready to take on Ares too. He was feeling that furious but as Ares was too cowardly to so he settled for the god's pet. He slashed the boar's right tusk clean off.

Okay that was good the beast was disorientated and in an environment that it's enemy had power over it. On dry land it would be far harder for Percy to fight it when he was already feeling so tired but here it was only too easy for Percy to control the water of the sea; salted sea water as well although he could control fresh water almost as easily.

'Wave,' Percy shouted.

Harry had been about to step in to help but it turned out that Percy needed no help. The water surged around the black bull. The currents were dragging the bull down to the depths. Harry for the first time found himself impressed with the very impulsive boy. He was definitely powerful. Ares looked furious as Percy turned back feet still in the water to face us.

'Very good boy,' Ares bit out bitterly, 'so you can fight.'

'Are you going to fight me now?' questioned Percy. 'Or are you going to hide behind another pet pig?'

Grover groaned, 'did he really just say that?'

'Watch it kid,' growled Ares.

'He's going to get himself killed,' Grover groaned.

'I'll turn you into a rat,' Ares scowled.

Harry shivered, 'why does that sound familiar,' Harry muttered.

'Don't do this Percy,' Annabeth called, 'he's a god you can't win.'

'The sea bows to no one,' Harry muttered.

'He's an idiot,' Annabeth retorted.

'He's going to get himself killed,' bleated Grover.

'Probably,' Harry agreed casually.

'That's not a good thing,' bleated Grover.

'I never said it was,' Harry retorted.

'For once Percy, think,' Annabeth pleaded.

'He's a coward,' Harry retorted.

'He's really done it now,' groaned Grover.

'Yeah he has,' agreed Harry.

Annabeth sighed frustrated with her friend. It would seem that despite everything the idiotic, hard headed, recklessly brave son of Poseidon was going to do battle with the God of War. She ran up to him taking off her Camp Half Blood necklace including her beads and her father's necklace which he got from her mother.

'If you're going to do this, take this for luck,' Annabeth said in explanation.

'So what do Poseidon and Athena think of your friendship?' asked Harry with a grin.

'Err thanks,' blushed Percy.

'And take this,' Grover added.

The satyr handed Percy a flattened aluminium can. Harry knew that aluminium can (even flattened) ones were like a marvellous feast to satyrs as aluminium lead to strong bones for satyrs which helped them grow their horns, something that the satyrs prized above all else. In the same way as demigods prized muscles strength.

'Don't get yourself killed,' Harry added.

'You done saying your goodbyes,' sneered Ares. 'You may think your some hot shot being the son of Fish Face but here I am immortal, three thousand years battle experience and unlimited strength.'

Harry was glad to see that Percy didn't rise to the bait. Both god and demigod had their swords drawn ready for a fight. Naturally it was the God of War who made the first move by violently slashing down upon the twelve year old blue-black haired demigod who had so unwisely challenged Ares.

Had Percy been there he would have been cut clean in two. However, a wave had suddenly risen from nowhere pushing Percy out of the way so that Percy was now nowhere near where Ares' sword was. Harry couldn't tell whether it was Poseidon looking after his son or whether it was Percy's powers; he was going with Percy's powers as gods could rarely interfere with their children's battles.

As Percy was in mid air suspended by the tide he slashed down upon the War god. The god was fast though and had plenty of battle experience. Ares spun out of the way of the celestial bronze weapon that Percy wielded like a pro even though he had only just recently found out that he was a demigod.

Harry could hear the clang as Percy's celestial weapon and Ares' large two handed sword clashed dangerously together. Harry could see the Helm still resting on the motorcycle was undefended. Harry felt it calling to him again. This time the young son of Hades could not resist the call of his father's symbol.

Harry ran across the sand taking care to avoid the water fight between Percy and Ares was still ongoing. Harry noticed that Percy had left the water in an attempt the avoid Ares' sword. Percy wouldn't stand a chance outside of his father's domain. Harry half noticed Ares prevent the son of Poseidon from returning to the sea.

Harry had grabbed his father's symbol of power. Harry was about to return to the Underworld when he caught sight of Percy and Ares still locked in battle. Percy was being pushed further and further away from the sea by Ares who had realised that Percy was only able to hold up against him with help from the oceans.

Percy attempted to get in closer but Ares realised what he was doing. Ares then kicked Percy so that he landed in a pile of sand. It looked painful. Ares approached the twelve year. Then Harry noticed that there were police cars and cops coming. A mortal had obviously noticed the fight and called the cops on them.

'Cops,' shouted Grover.

Percy didn't move as Ares bore down on him. Harry feared that the god would kill him before anything else could happen. Around him the police were beginning to approach Percy and Ares. There were sirens blaring in the distance. Harry hoped it would make Ares pause for a second but somehow doubted it.

'It's the kid from the TV,' shouted an officer.

Harry didn't know what the man meant but he assumed that it meant that Percy had gotten recognised during the course of his quest. Still it didn't help Percy much in his predicament. Ares didn't care for mortals and the Mist would cover up anything that they saw anyway so it didn't help them any.

'I've got the helm we can leave,' Harry shouted.

'They're armed,' shouted a different officer.

'Call for back up,' shouted the original officer.

'Uh oh,' Grover said.

Annabeth couldn't help but thinking things were not going well considering Percy had just rolled out of the way to avoid being slashed by Ares. Harry was at the other end of the beach with the Helm of Darkness in his hands. She and Grover were at the opposite end of the beach with the cops almost on them.

Harry looked at then clutching the Helm to his chest Harry ran up the beach. Percy had just picked up his sword again slashing Ares with it. Once again the God of War was easily able to deflect the blow. Harry reached the two fighters with his sword containing his wand in his right hand and the Helm of Darkness in his Right hand.

Percy was now able to head back to the tide. Ares didn't seem to notice this as he followed the demigod back to the sea. The police were coming closing in on them. Ares too had noticed it appeared. He looked at them angrily smoke coming out from under his sunglasses once more. Harry didn't know what the mortals were seeing but whatever it was it wouldn't be pretty.

'Drop the weapons,' called out an officer.

Well that explained that question. Harry supposed that celestial weapons and the fact that in the twentieth century swords were not common among mortals owed to the fact that they appeared to be guns. Percy looked monumentality confused before understanding crossed his slightly tanned face.

'Well that's never going to happen,' Harry muttered to himself.

'Look office-'Annabeth was saying having no idea how she was going to explain this to the mortal.

'Be gone,' Ares roared at the mortals.

Ares waved his hand. Out of which came white hot flames which surrounded the place in fire. It destroyed more than one police car and scattered the civilian onlookers. As well as separating Percy from the others so he was fighting Ares without any chance of back up. Before Harry had been ready to join the fray once he had got the Helm but now there was no chance of that.

'Very brave,' Percy said, 'threatened by mortals.'

'Ready to join the barbecue little hero,' scowled Ares.

Ares slashed at Percy again. Percy reflected the blow again. Percy attempted to feint but Ares once more knocked his sword aside. Percy was at the sea now the water swirling around his torso. Harry thanks to ADHD noticed that the tide just seemed to stop. Harry wondered what it was that Percy was doing.

Percy seemed to put his sword down looking weak and defeated but Harry knew that there was something else going on. He was tricking a god with the god's own ego. Ares smirked triumphantly about the gut Percy with his sword but suddenly he was pushed back by a huge two metre wave that carried the son of Poseidon with it.

Ares was spluttering for breath choking on a piece of sea weed that had got caught with the tide when Percy pushed him out. Ares may be the God of War but Percy was the son of Poseidon only living son. Before Ares could get his bearings Percy stabbed him in the foot leaving Ares without enough time to foil the attack.

Ares roared pure fury. The water literally blasted off him leaving only steam behind him. Fire danced in those sockets – his sunglasses had came off in the wave. Ares looked positively murderous and Harry spent his nights with the Lord of Dead. Ares was glaring at Percy looking like he was about to kill the boy.

Ares limped over to Percy. The fire between Harry and Percy had been put out now. He went to stand by the boy's side as Ares looked somewhere between furious and incredulous. Harry wondered how long it had been since he had been challenged. More so how long had it been since he had been wounded by a mortal.

Then Harry felt the presence of pure evil. It was as though time had suddenly stopped. A dark cloud hanging over all of them even when there was not a cloud on the morning of what was sure to be a glorious summer's day. It was terrifying and wrong. Harry knew of only one deity who could cause this.

The idea that Kronos was becoming conscious enough to be able to reach out of the Underworld was terrifying. Looking over to Annabeth's pale face and Ares' shocked one it seemed he was not the only one who was beginning to realise what was happening here. Harry needed to return to the Underworld to inform his father of this latest development.

Then the darkness was lifted. Harry felt his heart lift at this to be free in a world full of colour and sunlight. Harry looked around seeing the others all look around frightened even Ares. They knew what it meant. Ares now had to accept that they were telling the truth about Kronos even if he didn't want to believe it.

'Kronos,' muttered Harry darkly.

'That was…' Percy trailed off looking shaken.

'That was scary,' muttered Grover.

'Do you see now,' Percy said calmly.

'Hard not to,' bleated Grover.

Ares didn't say anything. Harry could see his body begin to glow. Grabbing Percy around the waist and forcing him into the sea as Ares took on his divine form. Harry could only hope that Annabeth and Grover had done the same thing. Ares hadn't given them much warning Harry thought annoyed with the god.

After the burning behind Harry's eyelids disappeared Harry got to hid feet looking around. Percy followed his example. Harry saw Annabeth and Grover had their backs to him. They slowly and all so carefully turned around. Apparently they were relieved that they hadn't been disintegrated into ashes, which was always a plus.

The five of them met up half way across the beach. Harry was still holding the Helm of Darkness in his left hand. Percy retrieved his backpack containing the Lightening Bolt. They stood there with the two children of the Big Three holding two of the most powerful weapons that the gods had created which were about to start World War Three.

'That was cool, man,' Grover complimented Percy.

Annabeth hugged Percy, 'if you ever make me worry like that again I'll kill you,' she threatened letting go of him.

'Aw,' Harry grinned, 'is Annie in love?' he teased.

Annabeth and Percy both blushed making Harry grin wider. Harry just simply loved winding Annabeth up, it was just too easy even if it did leave him with more than a few bruises after she hit him. And now Harry had a cousin to bug to although said cousin didn't realise they were cousins quite yet.

'Shut up,' growled Annabeth predictably punching him.

'Love you too,' laughed Harry.

'Guys,' Grover interrupted, 'the Helm and the Bolt.'

'I'll take the Helm to Hades,' Harry said calmly. 'You three complete your quest and return the Bolt to Olympus before Zeus begins this war.'

'You want to go the Underworld on your own,' bleated Grover.

'Hades told me to return it to him,' Harry shrugged.

Annabeth nodded. If her suspicions were correct then the demigod eleven year old had nothing to worry about. Before she said anything to the others she'd need more proof though. Annabeth hated being wrong more than anything so wasn't about to say it only to be proved wrong at a later date but she thought he was.

'Come on Percy we have to go,' Annabeth said.

'Good luck,' Grover said nodding.

'I'd say you need it more,' laughed Harry, 'at least Hades believes us,' Harry pointed out, 'and doesn't like throwing lightning bolts around when he's angry,' Harry muttered.

'You shouldn't say that too loudly,' warned Annabeth.

'And we've got to convince him,' Grover groaned.

'That's your job,' Harry grinned, 'and Percy do try to think before you speak.'

'I've given up on that,' Annabeth said.

'Probably wise,' Harry agreed.

'She is a daughter of Athena,' chipped in Grover.

'Fair enough,' Harry agreed. 'Do you need help again?' asked Harry.

'If you could,' agreed Annabeth.

Harry walked over to her taking her by her left hand in his right. He had put his sword away but had kept the Helm of Darkness in his left. He guided the blonde girl to Tristie. It was easy to get Tristie to agree to have a rider. It was only Kato who was at all antisocial and Moira who was timid. It was hard to believe that Kato was Moira's son.

'There you are, Annie,' Harry said with a cheeky grin.

'Give me a leg up, could you,' Grover said.

Harry nodded and walked up to Grover guiding the satyr to Kato. Grover as a satyr would be able to talk to the Thestral even if he couldn't see it. That meant that he would have some degree of control over the creature. Or at least the ability to reason with it which was the best Harry could hope for as he couldn't come along.

'Thanks,' Grover grinned.

'No problem,' shrugged Harry.

'This one is the one who doesn't like doing as he's told,' muttered Grover.

'Well at least I don't have it this time,' laughed Percy.

'At least you can speak to him,' Harry pointed out.

'How can you control them?' asked Grover.

'There's a pack at Hogwarts,' Harry said truthfully. 'The groundskeeper showed me how to look after them,' Harry downright lied.

'Oh,' Grover frowned trying to see if the boy was lying to him.

'Yeah,' Harry agreed.

Harry turned to Percy hoping to get them out of the before he had to lie some more. He guided him to Obitus who was happy to take his new rider. Harry watched as the three rode off to save the world. Harry could only hope and pray to the gods that Zeus and Poseidon would listen to the three of them.

Harry then got on Moira. He could have Shadow Travelled back himself but he needed to get Moira home anyway. Plus he had a feeling that he would need his energy later. Moira was the one who Shadow Travelled back to the Throne Room where Hades' son had a hell of a lot of explaining to do. Well at least Persephone wasn't around.

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Will Annabeth and Grover share their suspicions with Percy?

Will Annabeth and Grover confront Harry?

Will Zeus or Poseidon let Harry's parentage be known?

What will Hades say?

What has happened to Quirrell and the Flamels' souls?

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Chapter 5: A Talk with Our Fathers

Harry has a lot to explain to Hades whilst Percy attempts to stop the war.

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