Sally was eying her new guests across the table, while Percy was sat next to her. It was kind of surreal for her to have immortal beings for breakfast, as whenever Poseidon drops by, he never stays for meals... not even a damn coffee! He makes her feel a bad hostess!

"I must say, Sally, that yours is the best meal I had in a long time..." Moros praised her, politely, which is still a shock for gentle Sally. She knew they hated to be compared to the Olympians, but sometimes, she cannot help herself to do it.

"Why, thank you, MiLord Moros..."

"Told you, Mom! Your food is the best!" Percy added, though Sally wanted to chastised him for speaking with his mouth full of blue pancakes.

"Young man, have some respect for your mother's work and swallow before speaking!" Percy swallowed, more because he was surprised by Akhlys' outburst against him than by fear of her.

"Thank you... He's normally more polite than this..." Sally defended her son, stroking his hair. Percy had the dignity of blushing in embarrassment, as if what his mother said was true. Which it was.

"It's refreshing to know that sometimes, someone will listen to their family's advices and stuff..." Moros pointed out, sipping his cup of coffee. "I just wish we could be considered more into the arguments and take our points of view-"

"But, NOOO!" Akhlys interrupted Moros, who sighed and allowed her. "Misery and Doom are only wanted when someone is planning to do a bad thing!" She protested, frowning. "Can they see we try to help as well?! We may be the Primordials for that but that doesn't mean that we take pleasure of representing that! It was seriously arranged Russian Roulette!" She screamed, at the top of her lungs, obviously mad at how things turned up.

"It's OK, honey..." Moros tried to relax her, before she made an explosion in the middle of the Jackson's kitchen. "You know, and I know it was unfair, but we have the opportunity to make something good out of it..."

"Oh, because it took us the Gods know how many millenniums to reach that!" She spatted, not angry at Moros, but at the situation. "And then, Ananke goes around, proclaiming that she's the heroine of the story and that she knows how to save everyone, blah, bla blah, blah!" She did a gesture with her hand, indicating that she was talking nonsense.

"Hey! I resent that!" A voice was heard behind them, making Percy quickly get into battle position and place his mother behind him for protection. No way he was gonna have his new sibling getting killed.

"Oh, it's only you!" Percy growled, as he clearly took a better look at Ananke, who had appeared sitting on his couch. "Don't do that on a mortal house!"

"'It's only me'?" She repeated, slightly offended. "Great to know how much consideration you have of me, Percy..."

"It's my Mom's house! And she's pregnant, for Christ' sake! She could had a miscarriage!" Percy accused her and, instead of showing a worried look like Akhlys or Moros was doing, Anake simply rolled her eyes and waved her hand.

"The baby is fine... Most likely would be following you into troubles... Then, it'll be your head rolling if something happened!" Akhlys still was marveled at Ananke's ability to turn everything around her and make it look like it wasn't her fault.

"Ananke, young Percy is right and his mother could had a shock that could cause it-"

"But, it didn't!"

"My point is, don't risk it again, little sister." She added at the end, knowing that would make her mad.

"How dare you! I'm older than you! Take it back!" Before Akhlys could reply with whatever she had in mind, Moros interfered.

"If you're doing this, do it somewhere else, as we already abused too much of Sally's hospitality." His message was clear: 'don't you dare to fight or I'm gonna make you suffer'.

"Fine, fine!" Ananke gave up before even starting, which only made Akhlys smirk in satisfaction. "To be honest, I didn't came here to make a battlefield, but because the Oracle in me-"

"Here we go again..." Akhlys muttered to herself, but was heard by Ananke, who continued like nothing happened.

"-wanted to deliver a prophecy. And if you have a problem with that, you know where to stick it!" She finished, clearly wanting to have a go with her sister.

"Another prophecy?! Two weren't enough to make Rachel guilty, now you come to deliver another one?!" No one missed the whining and the complain in Percy's voice, while he rubbed his face and tried to gather his mind together. "Let's get this over with... I wanna finish my breakfast in peace, can I?" His voice left no room for debate into what he wanted to do.

Ananke looked like she was gonna scold him, but something stopped her from doing it. Probably, was the murderous look he was showing everyone who wanted to contradict him. Probably was the fact that she was being surrounded by grey mist and she was starting to lose conscious and her mouth opened against her wishes.

She really couldn't pinpoint exactly what made her shut up against him.

"Mother of One, the Greatest of All / Will be the key to Olympus's downfall / Change their being, she shall indeed / Or this world will end completely unseen..." Ananke's words were covered and complemented by her rolled inside white eyes, along with the white greenish mist that comes out from her mouth. It only was a few minutes, but the message was clearly for everyone to see. "So, did I deliver?"

"You don't sound very happy about being the messenger..." Moros pointed out, knowing it would give Akhlys material to mock her later.

"You wouldn't either if you can't remember what you said in the first place!" Ananke pouted.

"So, we're against Gaea again... Yay!" Percy celebrated with less enthusiasm. The only thought in his mind was 'Here we go again indeed...'

"Gaea?" Sally piped up, concerned.

"Um yeah. We fought her before. And she's back now."

"Can't like, the other Primordials just force her to go away?" Sally questioned, confused.

"Well, here's the thing. We aren't allowed to directly confront her. She's a Prime Primordial, one of the essentials, and she's integral to reality." Moros huffed.

"Prime Primordial?" Percy questioned.

"Gaea, Pontus, Hydros, Ananke, Chronos, Nyx, Tartarus, Ouranos and Chaos." Ahklys pouted. "Something you should note, is no couples are in the Prime Primordials. Not really. Gaea betrayed both Tartarus and Ouranos, it doesn't count."

"Wait, so what about the rest of you?" Sally asked.

"Secondary or even Tertiary Primordials. Akhlys, Moros, The Moirai/Fates, Erebus, Eros, Aether, Hemera, Phorcys and Keto are Secondary Primordials." Ananke chimed in, cheerfully.

"The Ourea, Physis, Aion, Phusis, Phanes, the Nesoi, Thalassa, Ophion and Protogeneia are Tertiary Primordials." Moros replies.

"Didn't you say you held Gaea at her throat before Pontus and Ouranos intervened?"

"While Prime Primordials, Secondary Primordials and Tertiary Primordials usually do not fight one another, hiccups happen. Primes can only fight among themselves, just like the others. Hiccups happen, especially since Hydros fled this plane." Moros replied, playfully glaring at Ananke and Akhlys.


Vetika was sitting in silence, watching the people that surrounded her.

Arachne was seated a few feet away from her, her hands fooling around with her own webs, trying to weave some kind of wool art or something. In all honesty, Vetika sensed Arachne was bored and weaving was the only thing that she could do. Pathetic, really.

In front of her were the sisters Medusa and Stheno, pacing around with their snake hairs hidden under cloaks and with sunglasses, orders from Vetika, who was not willing to turn into stone for some mistake of the others. Vetika had never seen the sister this altered, or so united. It was common knowledge that Medusa preferred to be alone instead of being with her sisters, but Stheno was not used to be alone without Euryale and that was making her impatient. What was making Medusa stir, Vetika didn't know.

"Stheno, would you please stop pacing?!" Vetika ordered, putting as much annoy she could in her voice. "The ground beneath you will wore out and there will be a hole in your place and you walking back to the Underworld! Is that what you want?!" In total honesty, Vetika didn't care where Stheno ended or if she was right about wearing out the ground and end up back in the Underworld. She just wanted her to stop pacing around!

"I will not rest until my sister is with us!" Stheno replied, her sense of loyalty towards Euryale was immense. Unfortunately, Medusa misinterpreted.

"I am here, you snake nest!"

"I'm not talking about you, Ms. I'm-so-full-of-it!" Stheno spat at Medusa, who narrowed her eyes at her. "I'm talking about Euryale-"

"Oh, give me a break, Stheno!"

"Are they always like this?" Arachne ventured to ask Vetika, who was not paying enough attention to the fight. In fact, and if they weren't needed, the both of them would be decapitated.

"Sometimes, they are worst than this..." She admitted, trying to focus on the task in hand. Waiting for their patrons to come and get them.

It was gonna be a long, long wait…

"Hellooooo my little monsters!" An obnoxious, teasing voice droned, as the shadows of the wall slithered together, forming Nyx.

In a burst of light, Ouranos formed while Gaea stepped out of the wall. "Really, Nyx? Really?" Gaea deadpanned.

"We come bearing gifts!" Nyx snickered out, a ball of Shadow manifesting in her palm. The ball twitched, twisting to form the shape of a woman, as thin beams of red light erupted. Flakes of red, black and purple with a dash of white faded away to reveal Euryale.

"Euryale!" Both Stheno and Medusa shouted, one in glee the other in annoyance. Euryale's eyes narrowed at Medusa.

"Medusa...how quaint of you to join us." Euryale sneered to her little sister.

"And thus the five walk upon Gaea again." A light voice sneered. Nyx turned around, gritting her teeth.

The tall, ethereal woman glared at Nyx, her blonde hair falling down in two ponytails, one ponytail streaked with strawberry red, the other streaked with blueberry blue. Her outfit consisted of a T-shirt, Jacket and a piece of underwear covering barely anything. Her eyes blinked, the golden color sharp and cold.

"Really, Hemera?" Nyx groaned out, her violet eyes staring into Hemera's eyes.

"Suicide Squad was excellent, I liked Harley Quinn. Sooooo tada!" Hemera twirled once around, smirking.

Gaea looked at Ouranos in worry. Yes they may be divorced, sort of, but they know things that even Tartarus didn't. Ouranos nodded thrice, his face frowning even more in his concern.

"Hemera, darling, how have you been?" Gaea asked, her curly ringlets of brown hair pulled back.

"I'm fine. Why?"


Edited: April 2017

I apologize for previous mistakes

Hello, guys!

First of all, I'd like to apologize for the long absence. Again. Things have been hectic lately and I'd had to organize them before continuing with my writing. As I'm writing this, I'm trying to catch up with all the delay posting, but I'm pretty sure that I'll be back at regular pace by the end of the month. I beg your patience for it.

Which leads me to remind you all that, I have made a Facebook page for my A/N and any news/rants/explanations/thing I like to be posted there. I know I said I'd just post there, but apparently everyone loves my A/N, so I'll post them here and there. The page is written down:

Facebook: pg/SilverHuntresses/posts/

As it is April's 1st (also known as April's Fool) I won't be playing pranks, as I cannot make them! However, I will do update my stories (or some of them) during the day. And probably tomorrow.

Today, I will update Percy Jackson, son of Chaos, Garden Wall, Urgent! Inspiration: Needed and Mortals: Meet... the In-Laws. Any chapters that are missing from Mortals: Meet... 2 will be post ASAP, probably tomorrow when I finish them. But, in the meantime I want to leave you a special chapter requested by ObeliskX there. And to tell retro mania that I'm working on your request, but like I explained to you, it will take a little time...

As I mentioned in a post on Facebook, Mortals: Meet... 2is coming to an end. Although it was a pleasure and a privilege to write almost 200 chapters about Percy and his friends (and making up a few futures and two lovely spin-offs of my own), I'm running out of ideas, which is why I'm slowing my writing a little: I wanna supply the demand, but I don't have resources. Which is why I decided, with a heavy heart, that it won't be a third part.

Also, I'd like to let you know that, I wanna finish Urgent! Inspiration: Needed before focusing in another story (not many chapters to finish, either... Probably I'll finish in May... or mid-April if I charge my batteries). I realized I tried to handle more than I can take and I'm not as focus as I was at the beginning, as life takes unexpected turns. That being said, it doesn't mean I will be giving up my writing and my stories, as it means too much to me.

Maybe, I'll diversify myself into a new fandom...? Or random stories...? Who knows...

Please, check my Facebook page as I'll be using Drive's new feature of making polls so you can vote! That allows me having more than one poll at the time! Or you can go toYour Comments Are Poll to vote your favorite!

Again, I apologize for the lateness and I appreciate your patience.

xoxo, Silver