He steadied her, knowing the first teleport to Olympus was nerve-racking and could make even the most balanced of person stumble. He led her into the throne room where the other eleven Olympians and Lady Hestia, Lord Hades and Lady Persephone were waiting for her.
Aphrodite squealed at her fashion sense while her lover and would have been chosen husband scoffed at the fragile little girl hiding in Apollo's shadow. Hephaestus took in the craftsmanship of the hairpins and the ribbon belt which he realized he had made for Georgia Transom. Athena approved of the way she was analysing her surroundings though her eyes landed on Barnacle-Beard often. Lord Hermes wondered if she had saved Luke from his fate. Dionysius frowned in puzzlement, was she one of the cursed campers or not? Demeter thought she needed more cereal. Hera smiled welcomely at the small child whose grandmother was the one of the few to gain her favour. Poseidon grinned at his daughter; he would have to find a way to slip her Riptide. Zeus watched the young half-blood who was important enough to Apollo that he didn't care about his punishment for leaving in the middle of the meeting because she was in danger. Hades saw that even if she looked more like his younger brother, that it was possible that she was his daughter, he would not be able to raise a hand against her because her eyes showed the same attitude as her grandmother. Artemis was shocked her brother was showing another side to him that not many saw, his protective, gentle and loving side, the one he hid in front of others. Hestia beamed at the child who had brought hope to many in need. Persephone smiled to her namesake who had impressed her already with her strength to do the selfless thing even though it costed her.
"Lords and Ladies," she bowed respectfully. Apollo didn't leave her side to return to his place in the council.
Ares being him was the first person to break the silence. "She's nothing like her grandmother, hiding in Apollo's shadow. A small girl who probably couldn't fight her way out of a plastic bag," He judged.
Percy's hand edged to her ribbon and the sun pin, her whole stance changed as she glared at Ares. "I'm me, nobody else," she whispered, remembering her grandfather's words to why she was important to him and her favourite game, Kingdom Hearts 358/2 where Roxas fights Riku who provokes him using things he had told Sora in the past. "I can fight my own battles. Lord Ares, even if I must lean on others to stay strong sometimes."
"Yeah right, you're just talking big I bet you couldn't even leave a scratch on me," Ares boasted.
Percy glanced at her grandfather and the king of gods, who both nodded. "I don't need to leave scratch," she told him while she unrolled her ribbon and then flicked it to the floor.
"What is a measly ribbon going to do?" Ares sneered.
Percy shared a knowing glace with Hephaestus. With a flick of her wrist, the ribbon had wrapped Ares, "This ribbon was crafted by Hephaestus and is made of the same stuff as the golden net, Lord Ares," She informed the captured War God before releasing him. "Just because I'm small and not physically strong doesn't mean I don't know how to use my abilities to my advantage, Lord Ares." She reused the ribbon for a belt. The other gods applauded her achievement to which she frowned, "Lord Ares would have won if I hadn't have taken him by surprize."
"Little sunflower, that's not why they're clapping, your achievement of standing up for yourself and proving your point that girls are not weak," Apollo smiled at the blushing girl, very sure now that in some ways she adult while in others she is still a child. "And you impressed Ares which is hard to do for a female not his own child," he explained, proud of his little seer.
Zeus called the meeting in order when Percy zoned out. Apollo took one look at her face and sighed, "I hope if the certain curse on my oracle," Here he paused to glare at Hades, "her visions would stop being so damned frequent because her becoming the next oracle would help her with them." He watched as she face showed terror, holding her tight as he waited until the visit had passed. She passed out when the vision was over. Apollo checked her over and found whatever she had seen, had exhausted her to the point of passing out. He smoothed out her frown back into the peaceful expression she had earlier, "I'm here, little sunflower, you are safe. Nothing can harm you." He whispered to Percy, humming part of Fear Not This Night which helped calm her.
"How would becoming the oracle help her?" Hades asked, knowing if it helped the child who looked even smaller and more fragile in Apollo's lap.
Apollo smiled lovingly down at his granddaughter. "I will be able to guide her out of them, allowing her to snap out of them easier and take away the loneliness of being alone in the vision as some make you feel like you bear the burden of the world." He explained to his Uncle.
"It's gone," Hades stated, snapping his fingers, "Only because she's like her Grandmother in giving everyone a chance."
Apollo beamed at his Uncle, "Thank-you, Uncle."
"Now that is out of the way, let's us continue the meeting," Zeus demanded, "Poseidon, any one with eyes can tell she's your daughter." He chuckled at his brother's shocked face.
They continued their meeting though they ended up arguing about who Mother Rhea loved best, at this stage Percy woke up and said that she didn't love any of them best because she is a mother and no mother would, knowing, put one child before another. This silenced the whole room especially when she continued that Grandmother Rhea tried to protect all of them form the time titan though she only succeed with Zeus. When they finally started to get their voices back, the first question asked was how she knew to which she shrugged, visions go both ways.
They shifted uneasily at this fact as they were worried what that would mean. Percy smiled reassuringly at the nervous Olympians. "Sometimes, the past needs to be seen so the future will be better," she stated, climbing down off Apollo's lap. She became unfocused for a few seconds before flinging herself at her Uncle Hades. If Hades wasn't a god, he probably would have been hugged to death. "Thank-you, Uncle, for releasing the curse," Percy whispered with gratitude.
He looked unsure of what to do as not even his own children would hug him. Hades glanced at his family for help; they were hiding their snickers at Hades's confusion. Hera, finally having enough, motioned to her eldest of brothers to hug her back which Hades followed. "Only because it's you, niece," He replied just as softly.
Zeus frowned as something came to him. Children of Poseidon were well known for their fatal flaw, excessive loyalty, making them the perfect choice for the prophecy child. His children lusted for power and Hades's held grudges long pass the time to let go just like their father. "What is your fatal flaw, young heroine?" He asked suspicious.
Percy released her uncle and faced Zeus, "Loyalty, curiosity and inability to stay in the present are three of my flaw with the last being my fatal which is why I can't allow myself to be the child of prophecy as the fates had planned." She answered resolutely, "I can't be the one to make the choice in any crucial moment and I'm too unreliable, that I will be in the present with the frequency of my visions during that vital moment," She whispered, knowing that the Fates had changed the fatal flaw of son of Jupiter.
"Daughter, do you know who the prophesized child is?" Poseidon asked.
She turned from the gods, "I have seen who but I do not know how he fulfils the prophecy. The Fates changed his fatal flaw."
"Who is the Prophesized child, Persephone?" Hera asked her great-great-step-daughter. "We might be able to help." She suggested kindly.
Percy shook her head, "He's around the same age as me, that's all I can tell you because the Fates have forbidden it." She whispered apologetic.
Light bulbs lit up around the room courtesy of Apollo which made Percy giggle. Apollo had figured out why his granddaughter couldn't see how the boy completed the prophecy as he was Roman and her Greek blood ran thicker than her Roman, making it hard for her to focus on the son of Jupiter. It didn't help that they used omens instead of prophecies though the current Augur was completely hopeless at predicting events. "You can't see him easily because they use Omens which means we're going to have to kidnap him, wipe his memories and force him to pretend to be a Greek," He groaned.
"Or you could ask him, then twist his memories so he believes that he is Greek in camp Half-blood in the summer while allowing him to stay at New Rome the rest of the time," Persephone suggested, realizing there was a flaw in her half-brother's plan as a fatal flaw like loyalty would cause Apollo's plan to backfire. Betrayal would cause problems as if found out could turn her demi-god half-brother against them.
Hera acknowledged proudly, "My champion, Jason Grace, son of Jupiter and brother of Thalia Grace is the Prophecy child."
"Two years until the great prophecy starts," Percy whispered in a trio of voices not her own. The fates had possessed her so that they could speak to the assembled gods and goddesses. When they released her, Percy crumbled on the ground.
Apollo was quick to catch her as he was watching her carefully for visions and their power drain. He checked her over for any sign the Fates' possession had damage her in any way. "She's fine, the exhaustion from today has kicked in," he reassured the other Olympians.
"Take her back to camp, Apollo, she's not to know of our plans for Jason as the Fates have decided." Zeus ordered, not showing the concern for his niece.
Apollo nodded, "I'll stay to make sure that she is okay and explain to the centaur." He replied before teleporting, with Percy, still unconscious, out of the throne room.