Ouranos knew something was wrong.

He couldn't put his finger on it, but something was wrong. He hated to feel that something it was wrong... he was the Primordial of the Sky, for Chaos' sake! He shouldn't fear anything! Yet, deep inside his mind, he knew he was going to be in troubles with both Gaea and Nyx. The little trick that he played with both Primordials could only end in disaster if he didn't take the necessary preparations.

But now, he had to figure out what was wrong!

He walked around his newly created palace, where both Nyx and Gaea had been taken to look after the new heirs. Erubus had moved too, claiming that he could help, but Ouranos feared that Erebus was planning on battle him. Ouranos knew that Erebus, unlike Nyx or Gaea, or even himself, was patience and would bid the time if necessary. He had no problem waiting for years before striking. The problem was that, when struk, he struk.

A few minutes passed before Ouranos discovered a small difference in his palace. He had to stop himself to check, but his suspicious came true: the house was too silent. Since the birth of the triplets, the house was full of noise and screams and crying. Now, it was pure silence. Frowning, he headed to the triplets playroom, only to be intercepted by both Nyx and Gaea.

Looks like the ladies were in agreement today.

"Where are they?!" Gaea demanded to him, a growl leaving her lips. Ouranos knew that, once upon a time, that growl would had scared half the world and himself. Now, not so much. "What did you do with them?!" She looked ready to launch at him and tear up in tiny pieces, but Nyx stopped her, her eyes colder than the night.

"Gaea, think for a second!" Nyx scolded her, her voice as cold as her eyes. "Tearing him apart won't give solutions in the short term!" Gaea was panting and still glaring at him, but Ouranos managed to look unbothered. However, he was seriously wondering what had happened. "Ouranos, where are the kids?"

"I assumed they were with you." Ouranos admitted, frowning as well. Nyx rasied an eyebrow, but didn't question him further. "I was about to check on them, as I heard too much silence around here..."

"We were alerted by that as well, but we assumed they were napping, until now." Nyx agreed, not dropping the frown. "I assume you will find them and punish whoever managed to kidnap the heirs of the Sky before we do..." Though true the statement, Ouranos realized that Nyx used that 'honorific' title to reinforce the responsibility in Ouranos' brain. Besides, if Gaea and Nyx combined powers, no one would be safe and he wanted to rule the world!

"Don't worry. I will make sure whoever kidnapped them suffer..."

After explaining the situation to the newcomer second-in-command, Khione left Eirene in charge of The Frozen Tomb and took Cheimon to the battlefield. They had chosen a neutral territory, one that couldn't be controlled by their powers. Khione was all for setting the battle somewhere in the north of Russia, but Cheimon suggested with an 'even' territory, so no one could dispute her win.

Hence why they were in Dionysus' Garden, in Olympus.

Cheimon had surprised Khione with a cold and calculated plan, a plan that the goddess of snow was very eager to put in practice. Of course, the plan would give her the absolute victory, without counting Kore's input whatsoever. Khione didn't care if Kore was able to defeat Ayola, but she knew that the first try hadn't been successful for any of them. And Khione didn't give many second chances.

Just like his Lady, Cheimon was holding a blade shield on his side, appearing nonchalant upon the situation, but he had every single move calculated. There was no time for errors. He fully knew that Lady Khione didn't let live for very long to those who failed her. As planned, Kore and her second-in-command, the always peaceful Eiar, arrived.

Kore was shivering, probably from her closeness to Khione's group or because of her own anticipations. Never mind, it was a situation that she didn't want to be in, yet however she was here, ready for battle. Eiar's weapon was concealed in his clothes, as if he wanted to try a pacifist approach before things got bloodier. Kore glanced at Khione and hoped that she and Eiar could convince Ayola and Theros before they needed to spill blood in the field.

"You think they regret it?" Kore voiced her worry upon the non-arrival of the other two seasons. Khione raised an eyebrow at her, as if saying 'what are you asking, woman?!'

"Geiryopa wouldn't hesitate into doing it again." Was Khione's sharp reply. Kore stared at her, not knowing what to say. Her innocent and naïve mind had been well and truly shattered when she encounter Khione for the first time. However, she still despised blood. "I, however, won't let them live in peace if I haven't beat them." Kore understood that for Khione, it had become a personally issue: no one had beat her before Geiryopa and no one would start now.

"Maybe, they are planning a new strategy..." Cheimon looked at Kore with the same look Khione casted at her before. Without saying anything he looked the horizon.

"MyLady." He simply pointed to the horizon, where several figures were emerging.

Geiryopa was the first one to see their enemies. The last battle against Khione hasn't left the goddess smug. On the contrary, it had made her very wary against what could retaliate. Orthoise, her second-in-command, had advised cautious and she was following that to the rule. If she could only make Ayola understand that...

Ayola, opposite to everyone and true to her personality, was bubbling in happiness and exuded confidence. She was waving her katana up and down, even twirling it in her hands, giggling and even pretending to attack Orthoise, who was very close to snap at her. He hoped his Lady Geiryopa wouldn't mind, but something told him that she wouldn't.

Theros was trying to curb his Lady's enthusiasm, but he simply couldn't, and not because he wasn't trying. By the time Ayola readhed the top of the hill next to Geiryopa, Theros had taken the katana from her and gave her a look that said 'control yourself or you'd be dead!'. Ayola pouted, but started to act more serious.

"Someone should say something..." Ayola said to Geiryopa, but Geiryopa was beyond reasoning. She was so focused that she missed Ayola walking forward and being her bubbly self, without being able to restrain her. "Hi, girls!" She waved at them, enthusiastically. Khione and Kore shared a look that said 'what can you expect from her?' "C'mon, let's throw this battle away and let's share a drink!"

"Ayola!" Geiryopa hissed at her, not believing her ears. Ayola turned to see her. "We don't want to drink with them!"

"Oh, so you want this to be bloody?!" She argued, frowning. Theros was hoping Geiryopa wouldn't vaporize her in the spot. However, it was Khione the one who answered the question.

"Pleasantries and chit-chat had been off the table for a while, Ayola! And you will do well in remembering that!" Kore wanted to interrupt, but felt her input would only focus Khione's wrath on her. "One last chance! Will you join us, or will you perish?!"

"I'll never bow to someone with the likes of you!" Geiryopa replied, her scythe on her hand.

The challenge had being issued.

The second round had started.

Not for the first time in his life, Ouranos used his intelligence to find his children.

Of course, using the sentence 'if I were a baby, where would I go?' didn't actually work, as his mind wasn't the same as the triplets. That was when he realized the triplets might have been fooling everyone, pretending to be babies. Changing appearance and age was something every immortal could do, even those blasted Olympians, to mix with the mortals. Primordials weren't used to do that, but that didn't mean they couldn't do it.

With that idea fueling his mind, Ouranos flashed out of their room and stood in the middle of the crowded New York. The obvious question that follwed would be 'where did they go?', but Ouranos took a trick from the Hunters' book and started to follow the scent of his kids. Unlie monsters who actually exude a scent, immortals exude a pulse that could be traced to them. Most immortals learn how to mask it after a few years, otherwise monsters would follow them to the door.

However, the triplets were yet to discover that trick and their pulse was strong and almost blinding. Ouranos followed that pulse until he lost it in an alley. Frowning, he retraced his steps. Yes, the triplets were together and had come up to here. Had they flashed away? Were they hiding underground? No, the last one was impossible as the pulse would let him know the way.

He sat in a box that he found there, ignoring the bad smell, to wreck his brain searching for an answer and the possible scenarios. One scenario was clear: if he didn't return with the triplets, Nyx and Gaea would put their differences aside and they would flay him alive without any remorse. Ouranos simply shuddered while considering that an option. Not.

The smell was growing and Ouranos was ready to kill whatever was producing the smell, when he realized that no one but him was there. Frowning, he focus on it, a disgusting salty smell- Ouranos almost kicked himself for not thinking it before. Knowing where to find them. He flashed out of there and into the place where they will likely be.

The scene he found was one that would make him question if he was a father or not.

He landed in a cave, a cave that had access to both the center of the Earth and the ocean. The triplets were contained in a cage, all three of them passed out deeply and Ouranos feared for a second they were dead. A snore from Kethas was enough to convince him they were asleep, but unable to help themselves. Sighing, Ouranos scouted the rest of the cave.

In front of the cave, were two insignificant minor gods, Keto and Phorcys. They should be, in Ouranos' opinion, looking after the triplets, but they were more interested in training monsters in front of them. Why would a Kraken need to know how to wave and bring a ball beats him. He simply moved away to see if someone else was there.

In the other side of the cave, it were both Tartarus and Hydros. Ouranos was thrown of balance, thinking he was only dealing with Hydros, but Hydros had to be brought by someone. They were doing what looked like a pentagram, combining a cauldron (wizardry, really?) with ancient made-of-rock idols.

"How much do you need?" Tartarus asked, frowning. Remembering back, Ouranos couldn't think of a moment when Tartarus wasn't frowning.

"A drop from each... Who knows? Maybe I need a gallon of it..." Hydros replied, as if he didn't care how much did he need. Ouranos saw this an opportunity too good not to waste. Walking without caring, he uncovered himself and spoke directly to the other Primordials.

"So, the bottoms of the barrel do get together once in a while..." He taunted them, earning the expected reaction. Without even looking to him, Tartarus released a battlecry, swinging his weapon in his direction. Ouranos dodged it and punched Tartarus in the jaw, forcing him to take some steps away from him. Tartarus struggled to keep standing, but he wasn't going down without a fight.

"Keto! Phorcys! It's time!" He heard Hydros ordering the other two, but Ouranos couldn't focus in anything but Tartarus. The who situation was played out so he was distracted and not able to stop the ritual. Tartarus could know that he was going to be beaten, but was trying his best not to fall down.

Ouranos needed this bastards down and down fast.

As ironically as it sounds, Ananke felt a disturbance 'on the force'.

Not the force, mind you, but more of the fact that something was wrong in her little world / plan and she had to figure it out soon what was wrong with it or it would not follow her decided path. Ananke had always used the fact that she could 'become a annoyance' as part of her plans to check on everything.

But, as she was about to discover, plans weren't going according to hers.

The first place she checked were the Olympians. She found them in one of their immortal and eternal Council meetings. Apparently, for she was able to pick up, Apollo had blurted out a prophecy and everyone was freaking out. Cry me a river... She noticed Aphrodite was gone and assumed the goddess had picked another side. Shrugging, she went to check on the Titans.

Nothing new there, they were still fighting each other.

She decided against the Primordials, as they were many and spread all over. Plus, she sensed Ouranos on Earth and she didn't want to see him just yet. Tethys actually scared her somehow, so avoiding her was a must and she had no intentions into being dragged into a peace corps. She likes to watch. On that aspect, she could check on the Seasons, but decided not to.

Last stop, she decided to pester Percy Jackson and his mother for her food.

She flashed in the balcony of the Jackson's apartment, and saw Moros and Akhlys still there, chatting animatedly with Sally, who was rubbing her swollen belly with a smile. Surely, they were talking about the baby girl that was about to born. She kept scanning the room, sensing something was out of place... Of course! Percy wasn't there!

Assuming he was in his room, she peaked on other windows, but Percy didn't show up. Frowning, she looked back at the living room scene and noticed that Akhlys was subtly looking in her direction, with a smirk on her lips. In a fit of anger, Ananke flashed out of there.

She needed to find Percy. And fast!

Hello, guys!

First of all, welcome to April! To those who finish school in June, you're closer to summer! To the rest, well... Hang in there! Almost 8 months to summer! I know, it's not a consolation, but it's all I have...

I hope you had a great Easter or April Fool's or Spring Break, depending what is your religion/belief. I would had posted yesterday if my wifi hadn't acted funny, almost pranking me! Today, as it is for Argentinians, it's a holiday in honor of the veterans who fought on the Falkland Islands. I'm honoring both sides today, as a life is a life, no matter what flag surrounds that life (on an related/unrelated note, I'm glad my grandmother doesn't know english or she would skin me for thinking that!).

Anyway! Onto what you're interested! My stories!

Rise of Ouranos (ReWrite) (former collab with LordNitro): 1 chapter!

Sis/Bro! Your Shadow is Hot!: 1 chapter!

Maidenhood (adopted from TheColorofBoom): 1 chapter!

As a final note, I'd like to inform/preview you that I'm planning a new Solangelo fic, which would be posted on Sunday 13th of May... Some people were asking on, and I had come up with a great plot, hope you'll like it...

Have a great week!

xoxo, SilverHuntresses