The usually always-giggling-sometimes responsible-Summer-goddess Ayola was behaving like a girl ready to puke and a bunch of nerves. She nervously held her Katana, barely able to hold it.

Of course, that was not what her Fall counterpart, Geiropya, was doing. She was sharpening her new scythe, with full concentration. War was imminent and both seasons had to be ready for anything. More Ayola than Geiropya, as her spirit and personality weren't that violent. Besides, though Geiropya had the power and knowledge to go to war, Ayola didn't want that the entire light was on her partner all the time. As the season of sunshine and no clouds, she always had to be the center of attention.

"You take care of Kore, while I deal with Khione." Those were Geiropya's words and Aloya was planning on follow them till the end. She knew she wasn't as experienced. And neither was sweet young Kore, who was more versed in growing flowers like dear-old-Mommy, Persephone.

However, the silence and the lack of gossiping prior to the battle was killing Ayola. Not literally.

"Would you mind?!" Geiropya scolded her, once her foot tapping had become annoying.

"Sorry." She apologized, biting her nails. Then, horrifying herself she bit her nails. "Um, so you think they'd come here...?"

"The note was clear, Ayola..." Geiropya explained, trying not to lose her patience. They had received a note from Khione, to see her in some exact point to either join her or be defeated by her. Although Ayola didn't want to face Khione and was pretty sure going to flee to never be found again, Geiropya found her before she could put her plan into action. "You're not backing away, do you?"

"Of course not!" Ayola admitted. "But, won't you think they had like, um... a contingency plan?"

"You're saying..."

"Wow, cousins... Never believed you were coming..." Khione's cold voice finally appeared, before she revealed fully. She was standing in front of them, while Kore, also armed, appeared behind them.

"Kore, hi!" Ayola couldn't restrain herself, before Geiropya nudged her side. "Sorry..."

"Enough with the chitchat, Khione!" Geiropya snapped at her. "You know this is madness and you know I'll never agree with you... Just tell me why, so I can tell you how your pathetic enterprise will fail!"

"And give away my plan so fast? Do you really think I'm that stupid?" Khione argued with her, getting ready for the fight. Geiropya wasn't left behind and faced her. Both knew it was gonna be a rough battle. Khione brandished her shields, the perfect circles attached to her gloves. She smirked, as a blade flickered out of where her knuckles would be on both shields.

"Do we have to fight, Kore..?" Ayola tried to dissuade Kore. Neither was built for a fight and both of them knew it. "Why don't we sit to the side, eat some tea with cookies and watch those two...? We don't have to agree..." Kore gripped tightly her weapon, a simple, elegant spear, she gripped it as if she was trying to concentrate or choose what to do. Her shield was far more defensive than Khione's, which were razor tipped, but Ayola's were simple and defensive, attached to her forearm.

"I'm sorry, Ayola..." Kore apologized, looking down. "But, Khione promised that if I didn't do what I was suppose to, I'd be sorry..." It was obvious that Kore didn't want to do it, but was ready to everything.

All Ayola wanted was to be painless and that everyone ends up alive.


Keto watched as Tartarus prepared the things for the ritual. Phorcys watched as well, not knowing what to do as well.

Resurrecting Hydros was a complicated ritual, as he hadn't been chopped in pieces like Ouranos. Or locked away like Tartarus. Which is why Tartarus was being such a perfectionist into making this ritual. Once Tartarus was satisfied with the work he had been doing, he began chanting different words in a language that Keto could not identify herself.

"You really think this will work?" She whispered to Phorcys, watching with attention.

"It better work... Or I don't think we will be alive to see this ritual for a second time..." Phorcys replied in the same tone. Tartarus was ignoring them, which wasn't very unusual.

After a while in silence, Tartarus turned to glare harshly at Keto and Phorcys. "Pour your power into the ritual. I can't bring him back alone." It was true. That was why Keto and Phorcys were there.

Keto and Phorcys walked forward, a prideful spring in their strides. Keto murmured a short incantation with Phorcys, before they picked up an athame. "Ready?" Keto asked. Phorcys gulped, and nodded. They took the athame across their forearms, blood spilling into the basin of water, turning it into a murky red color.

After a moment, the basin hissed and began to fizzle. A cold wind swept through, chilling even Tartarus. The candles flickered, spluttering out. Suddenly, a mass of water formed in front of Tartarus, shocking Keto and awing Phorcys. A Primordial that none of them had seen before was coming back to life in front of them. But, the mass that was suppose to be Hydros was shapeless and more like a stick than a body. It moved around, as if it was looking for a shape to take. Finally, the mass looked straight to Tartarus, showing a pair of hollow and black eyes. Heading directly toward Tartarus, it looked like it was about to attack him.

Neither Keto or Phorcys were fast enough to reach to Tartarus. Not because they didn't want to, but because Tartarus, who hadn't been stopping his chant, stopped him. It was only then when Hydros finally took a shape, showing an evil smirk.

"It's good to be back..."


Hydros was confused at first. He was in the middle of talking with Ophion and Phanes, when he felt a sharp tug, and suddenly he was back in Tartarus, with his former companions, Keto and Phorcys nearby.

"Keto...Phorcys." Hydros acknowledged, dipping his watery head. He was too weak to solidify truly. "I was trapped in that accursed mirror.. Until you released me.." He crooned. "When..I retake my throne..from Pontos..and Thalassa...you two will..be my companions..!" He groaned out weakly. He would give them a ranking equal to he himself. They would control his monstrous subjects, after all. He would not send such monstrous subjects into hiding like that brat, Poseidon! He was nothing, if not benevolent.


"Argh! This is getting all confusing!" Tethys grabbed her head, collapsing back into a couch that appeared magically behind her. Lelantos watched her, chuckling a little. "Too many names that I'm driving myself crazy!"

"You were the one who wanted to make a mental list..." Lelantos shut his mouth when facing Tethys' deadly look. "Let me get you a board or something..." Snapping his fingers, a green-board appeared in front of her, filled with all the names that they were discussing in the last hours.

"And you couldn't think of this hours ago?!" It was obvious that the stress was getting on Tethys' nerves, as she wasn't like this often. "Sorry..."

"Pressure, I understand." Lelantos admitted, getting up from his spot on the floor and grabbing a chalk to cross out names. "So, let's cross out the ones we already know or are too obvious already..."

"OK, we have to start with the Cardinal Titans, also known as Krios, Iapetus, Hyperion and Koios... Oh, and don't forget Oceanus and Kronos, those two are predictable as Tartarus..." Tethys began, making Lelantos cross out their names. "That also means that Gaea, Ouranos and Nyx are on the same side- oh! They will need a messenger, so take Arke from the list..."

"That's too bad... Arke is funny and nice, sometimes..." Lelantos regretted, shrugging.

"If Krios is involved, that also means Eurybia will be as well, cross her out too-"

"What about Mnemosyne and Phoebe?" Lelantos glanced back at Tethys, who started to laugh.

"Those two couldn't fight to save their lives! But, if they had to cheer for someone- yeah, cross them out as well..." Tethys snorted.

"What of Clymene...She's always been the only one, aside from Dione or Metis, who, Tethys, have faded." Lelantos said, to Tethys' hopeful expression. "Clymene is one of the only who could ever convince Eurybia to side against Krios...We should also get Mylinos to help. As a Titan of Time, Mylinos would be very beneficial."

"That leave us with almost thirty names that could be aligned with the Olympians..." Lelantos counted quickly, crossing out some names that were obvious, like Rhea, Hecate, Iris and Iris and Arke's father, Thaumas. Tethys nodded, thinking hard.

"Is there... any possibility that we could talk to Aura-"

"Aura won't fight this war, Tethys." Lelantos cut her, looking serious. Tethys nodded, also serious.

"And I wasn't suggesting that." She hurried to say. "I wanted to know if she could help us, being in the sideline helping with us. I'm not saying she will fight, though I cannot promise it from her..." Tethys moved her head and Lelantos turned around to see his own daughter, Aura, staring at him. She had long hair, with a rainbow tint, and two large, feathered wings sprouting from her shoulders, a smaller pair unfurling from her waist. Aura's eyes shined sadly, the sapphire eyes shifting to a ruby red, before shifting to emerald green, black onyx and so forth. Aura's chiton hugged her lithe frame loosely, her rainbow hair held back by a golden diadem, with golden arc hoops on her shoulders.

"Father-"

"Aura, I'm sorry, but my decision is final." Lelantos told his daughter. "You won't fight this war-"

"Would you listen to me, please?" Aura interrupted softly. Lelantos sighed and nodded. "I just wanted to say that I didn't want to be part of this war... but if I can do anything to help, like being in the sidelines like Tethys suggested, I'd be there, helping..." She continued, trying to be strong in her position. Tethys nodded, not saying anything into the discussion. Lelantos is quiet for a while, before nodding.

"You could do something in the meantime..." Tethys got up, looking at father and daughter. "If you know anything that could give us an advantage into convincing any of these people..." Aura looked at the board, with a thoughtful face, before uncrossing out some names of the list, like Eurybia, and writing Dione and Metis with Clymene.


Keto gaped. "M-mirror?"

"Y-yes! That forsa-saken mirror of C-c-c-chaos!" He stuttered, momentarily turning into a puddle. Tartarus's eyes widened, that mirror..they passed it every meeting! How had they not known sooner..?

What kind of dark magic was Chaos employing?

"Hydros, my lord, what do you desire to reform truly?" Keto and Phorcys said in unison, bowing down to him. He crooned.

"The...blood of the halfbloods. I require the blood of three female sea halfbloods..and three male sea halfbloods. The blood of a son and daughter of Aphrodite to be beautiful, the blood of Athena and her smartest son and daughter...And some of the Blood of Ouranos."

Tartaurs swiveled around to Hydros, shock evident. "The blood of Ouranos, halfbloods and Athena? You are mad! The Blood of Ouranos is too volatile and potent for even you, Hydros!" He roared, the cavern shaking and trembling. The Blood of Ouranos created too many dangerous things!

"You didn't let me finish...some Blood of Typhon as well.." He crooned, eyes twinkling in malevolence. "The Blood of the Primordials.." Tartarus snarled. "That is even more potent! You need not do this.. What are you planning, Hydros?!" Tartarus boomed, the entire cave trembling beneath his fury.

Hydros grimaced, evading Tartarus' swipe easily. "Ophion and Phanes have been so generous lately." He purred. Tartarus' eyes widened in shock, before narrowing to slits. They turned from blood red to almost black, fury and confusion evident.

Ophion was not heard of in the myths often, much like Eurynome, the Titaness he took as his queen. Phanes was only slightly more relevant. Phanes was the Primordial of Creation to some, but in truth, he was a Primordial of Knowledge. Phanes was supreme in knowledge, and he was formidable in his ability to control reflective substances, bar the Mirrors of the Primordials.

Ophion on the other hand, was far more sinister. He was the Primordial of Life, and like his closest friend, Phanes, a Primordial of Knowledge. Ophion dealt with Arcane Knowledge, while Phanes dealt with Physical Knowledge. Ophion could create new things to life, not decreed by the Moirai and even above Ananke.

To an extent. Ophion was one of Chaos' first born. In truth, there was no official order, only Chaos or Order could tell them. They had refused, and Hydros still believed that there were tiers. He, Ophion and Phanes were exiled for a reason, after all.

Chaos and Order will drown.

Vengeance was close at hand, Hydros just needed to play his cards right. Caught up in their own musings, Tartarus of what Hydros could've learned from Ophion and Phanes, who jealously guarded their information. Hydros of his plans, and Keto and Phorcys, wondering what they had done.

None of them noticed the shadowy figure slinking off, eyes just gaping chasms...

They would all pay.


Hello and good afternoon to you all!

I realize is not Sunday, but I haven't had the time to post yesterday. Also, I apologize for not posting the previous weekends and, even though I have no excuse for that, I have an excuse for posting today.

You see, next weekend I'll be leaving on holidays and I won't be posting for two weekends, almost three. So, I decided to post now the chapters I owe you and the ones I will, since practically is the only moment free I have while getting ready!

Here are the chapters!

Sis/Bro, Your Shadow is Hot!: 5 CHAPTERS! (Nope, not insane).

Maidenhood (adopted from TheColorofBoom): 5 CHAPTERS as well!

Rise of Ouranos (ReWrite) (former collab with LordNitro): 5 CHAPTERS

I wish you all have a great Monday and, obviously, I'll see you the last weekend of March!

xoxo, SilverHuntresses