I'm seriously sorry- I had been getting busier and busier! Yeah, the mortal crisis has passed, but the crisis with immortals has yet to begin!

Lmao: Fun fact: that satellite wasn't even supposed to be there! It was there on the president's orders- a military satellite which had been placed on the level above, tripled in number, due to the orders of the president- he was getting more and more erratic and paranoid. It had been placed on a higher level- remember they were on the deck- and then became seriously unhinged when the Infinity Stone triggered its defence. Surprise. But the other ones falling- no, that was not Luke.

To Aquafin: Yeah, she survived! But it's about to get MORE dangerous, if that's possible! Sorry, but wait and see! There's a lot more things to clear up- the mortals are now safely out of the way.

Finwitch1: Thank you. And yes, Luke didn't do it all by himself. But there weren't much need for help, anyway. The Infinity Stone didn't do that directly either- remember when all the chunks of metals, ships and vehicles everywhere started flying around the ship? If it didn't rip them all off, it certainly would have caused them to become dangerously unstable, in such an environment. Luke and a certain god would have had a hand in this.

To adipose1913: Thank you. Don't worry. We're not finished with Luke just yet. And by the end of this there will be a new president. I can't say anything about a Greco-American alliance though.

Alex took a large slab of meat- it was more than necessary, really.

But he owed it- he really did owe it- to Zeus.

So who stopped him from chugging a whole pile of foods- a restaurant banquet set brought locally- to a private garden in the royal palace whereupon he brought out a barbecue grill- and set them all on fire- a sacrifice.

Those that saw him stared at him. Someone else- because Alex was so not in the mood- explained that he was conducting a sacrifice to Zeus his father.

After that a number- and not a small number either- of palace staff- cleaners, cooks, porters, butlers and maids, gardeners, aides- and any MP and even the security guards- couldn't help but eagerly stick around to see what ancient, yet supernatural ritual, this demigod son of Zeus would conduct. Normally, Alex would have been irritated, but right now, he couldn't care.

There was nothing to see anyway. He just muttered the name, "Zeus, King of the Skies," tossed the feast in and watched it go in flames. That was it.

What he said to his father, however, was something private- brief, but private.

Jason had disappeared somewhere- apparently, it was as if he saw something- like a shock vision- in demigod terms. And he ran off.

Meanwhile…

The president was undisputedly dead. His body would be taken back to the United States. However, unlike previous presidents who had died in office, Alex doubted he would ever receive a state funeral. The outrage would have been too great.

For a small amount of time he actually pitied the president's wife and children. They didn't deserve or ask for this- they only supported him because they saw a different side to him than those the president didn't really care about. But his decisions, the ideas he tried to enforce and his actions brought about this particular downfall to him. It was his own fault he died, and it was his own fault his family suffered.

Alex didn't have time to waste on pity, however.

Aglaia had slipped into an exhausted coma. S.H.I.E.L.D doctors and scientists had medically examined and put her through surgery to check for traces of the stone's power and any effects and dangers to her person and everyone. They needed to know if the stone remained, and if it was still dangerous. Alex knew that the Stone- more powerful than Zeus' lightning would have remained. And there were the after-effects not only of the Infinity Stone's magnetic powers, but also of his lightning and the apparently heavy drugging the terrorists did to her to subdue her power and the stone's effects. Aglaia was currently recovering in hospital, and more people paid attention and prayed desperately for her recovery than they did the president's.

Nico didn't tell him what became of the president's soul after death. It was highly likely Hades sentenced him to the Fields of Punishment. Maybe even Tartarus. Now, in normal circumstances, he wouldn't have cared. In fact, he would have been extremely satisfied. But suddenly, he realised eternity was a very long time to be suffering.

"It's not resolved though." He found himself muttering. "They're still out there. They just hadn't succeeded in playing us. They're going to get desperate now that they know we know."

"Quite right," a voice replied.

Alex's head shot up. On normal circumstances, he would have thought that this was Hera. But this person's voice, was not only male, it was…

Zeus.

He stood. "Father." He pursed his lips. Even now it felt seriously awkward to call him that. Heck, being together was so awkward, he had never been comfortable with him. He actually feared him, not because he was the king of the gods, but because he was his father.

His father. He hadn't had a good relationship with his mother, to put it mildly, so Alex never really looked forward to having or even any feeble attempts to any sort of relationship with his father.

Zeus, as if sensing his thoughts, seemed to grow not only sadder, but older and more wearied. Even though he was an immortal, it still weighed heavily on him- more than most things. He couldn't deny. She had been a mistake. A mistake that his son had had to pay.

"Son." Zeus couldn't have been sadder when he said those words. This boy didn't resent or hate him. But he would have felt better if he did.

"Why are you here? Did you receive the sacrifice?"

Zeus' lips twisted in a sad, dry smile. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I did, thank you."

He shook his head. "I know you expected Hera to come." He laughed dryly. "Ironic. My son born from another woman, prefers my wife to me."

Alex felt- again- another thing that made it so awkward between them both. Guilt.

He winced. "Father-"

"Please." Zeus sighed. "I know what you're like. I know that whatever sentiment comes out of my mouth will sound completely fake to you." Alex couldn't deny that.

Zeus winced. "So, I am here to do something else- to warn you."

Well, of course that would have been appreciated. Granted, this wasn't as awkward as any previous meeting of theirs, but it still was.

"While your demigod friends whom you saw in Sokovia have been rescued, there are others that remain," Zeus warned. This caught Alex's attention. He straightened.

"And there is more," his father continued. "The serum- it is close." His father winced again. "Remember your past. They will come back in time. You know where they kept it. You were the first to be injected."

So he was injected with the serum, Alex thought. Oh, well. His father winced painfully. Alex almost felt sympathy for him. At least this bit of information endeared him, if only a microscopic amount to his son. All he had to do now was to remember his memories. It wasn't going to be easy. But he knew gods couldn't interfere directly. It was against the Ancient Laws. The more powerful and higher up in the hierarchy the god was, the more constrained they were by the Ancient Laws. After all, Thalia was turned into a tree- that was the only thing her father could do to save her.

Alex wasn't about to complain. He had little enough good times as it was, but after all he had been through, he learned to be grateful for the little he had. He walked closer, and felt his confidence renewed.

"And I'm clearly not the last," Alex muttered. "So what do I do? After I remember do I head back to Sokovia?"

"The final battle," Zeus said. "Will be here. In Greece, yes, but before that, you must go back to Sokovia."

Alex pressed his lips together, barely concealing his displeasure.

"The terrorist groups?" He asked. "Miranda mentioned they were taking orders from someone. I know I won't be able to get any names, but is there a clue somewhere?"

Zeus barked out a harsh, booming laugh like thunder. "If I knew, I would give it to you, right away, son. But sadly, no. That you must find out

Odds have stacked firmly against great heroes," Zeus admitted. "But that was what made heroes, heroes."

Alex scoffed. "Maybe. But first, there's the strategizing. Then there's the fighting."

Zeus actually smiled. It was strange, but Alex had seen Poseidon smile more often than Zeus, and certainly far more than Hades, but now he caught a resemblance between the two brothers.

He knew that Poseidon and his children usually had the best relationships of all the gods and their demigod offspring. But even so there wasn't much hope.

Alex nodded gratefully. "Thank you…. It's an enormous help."

Zeus sighed. "You would think so," he muttered bitterly. He sighed. "Well, I have to go now. But remember, Alexandros, you're not alone."

Alex blinked. "My name is Alexander. Not the Greek original form."

His father almost looked amused. "Is it now?" He asked before some vapour swirled around his whole body. "Will it change?"

Alex didn't know what he meant by that. But the vapour swirled up and with a smell like spring rain, the king of the gods disappeared.

An aide- whom Alex recognized as being one of the king's- came over.

"Sir," he asked hesitantly. He seemed frightened, nervous somehow. "The Princess Sereneia asks if you would like to join them."

Alex nodded briefly. "Thank you," he said hoping that he would ease up a little. The man swallowed.

"Sir, if I may ask…" Alex raised an eyebrow. "Who was that?"

Alex sighed. "My father." He said simply. The man's eyes widened. He had known who his father was- he had seen the display of lightning and the sacrifice.

Alex sighed again. "Right."

Aglaia was in a coma. Or at least she was supposed to be.

While comatose, people aren't supposed to dream.

But then again she was a demigoddess.

Which was sad, really. Because she would have appreciated the dreamless experience.

But she did see something… No, wait. It was someone.

She blinked.

"Hello, Aglaia." Loki sounded genuinely pleased. "I'm glad to see you're alive."

Aglaia struggled not to roll her dream-eyes. "Why am I even surprised?"

"Well…" Loki chuckled. "Eris is currently in massive trouble." He grinned happily. "But hey, look. You've survived. For now. It doesn't mean the whole thing is over."

"No, really?" Aglaia asked sarcastically.

"Sadly, no. The thing is, you've only stopped the mortals from turning against each other. There are other forces beyond all this, and they're the ones who've been pulling the strings. Now, they've grown desperate. They know you're catching up. You're close to the truth now.

Aglaia gritted her teeth. "How did the stone end up in the Aegean anyway?" She demanded. "How did it get there, and how did the crew of the Poseidon managed to find it?"

"If I could correctly answer that, I would be awarded prizes rich beyond imagining," Loki said smoothly. "Sadly, I can't. Not even to get myself rich. I have theories, though. You see- no one knew if the seventh stone truly existed or not- until you came along." Aglaia winced. "The other stones have been seized and fought over, here, there and everywhere for so many millennia, yet only now did anyone receive confirmation of a seventh Infinity Stone." Loki finished and regarded her quietly.

"It was kept silent. Someone has been protecting it. Someone has manipulated those soldiers of yours to finding it- someone who could have taken it him or herself, but chose not to." Loki's normally composed features twisted into a snarl. Now Aglaia knew why mortals feared this god, particularly in ancient times.

He was unpredictable. Totally unpredictable and so veiled by his own web of secrets, she wasn't sure if he even knew if he was speaking lies or truths.

But the information- that could be assessed.

That being spoken, she had no idea why he was even helping her in the first place. But she kept her mouth shut- to learn of any answers. Better to keep silent, instead of demanding and not even stopping to listen to whatever the other party has to say. Her grandfather had drummed that into her. He had told her many times.

She gritted her teeth. Loki probably had the same training if his background story was any indication. The son of a Jötunn king and adopted and raised by the All-Father, of course he would have been given training in these things. And it seemed like the Norse god of mischief would know, wouldn't he, and use that to his advantage? He enjoyed playing with her.

Aglaia had to bite her tongue in order to stop herself from saying anything foul to Loki. Who knew what he could do?

"The thing is," Loki said. "Now that everyone knows there's a seventh than can be used to summon the other six- not to mention it would make them infinitely more attractive, whereas it only made you slightly more beautiful- they're going to make a move for you. You've absorbed the stone, princess. And while that might make it safer and harder to reach to some, in some ways, for others it will definitely make it easier. You really think puny mortal technology is going to keep them at bay? Mortal guards perhaps? And as the future queen of Greece, you are going to have to be seen quite a lot. I would know. No amount of humans and their weapons and technology which is primitive compared to other races- and absolutely no magic involved will keep you safe." Loki's eyes went dark- frighteningly so.

"So, princess, you will have a choice." Loki straightened and backed away from her. "You may… submit. Allow yourself to be taken by the Aesir or the Olympians for safekeeping- never to see your beloved peoples, friends and family ever again. You can live a life secluded in a vault. Like the treasures of Odin which he guards protectively for fear they may start Ragnarök. Because, quite frankly, you have the same potential now." Aglaia felt even worse than before.

"Or you can choose not to. Keep going as you rather would. Somehow, I don't think the Odin or your uncle Zeus would allow that. Or S.H.I.E.L.D. The stone isn't dormant, and it's too powerful, as you've already guessed, to be destroyed. Even your uncle's Masterbolt will never incinerate the damned thing. Or Gungnir," he said naming Odin'a spear. "So, princess," his eyes never left hers. He was emotionless, carefully guarded now, no hint of playfulness or mischief for once. "What do you choose?"

Silence.

"I want." Aglaia began. "To. Get. This. Damned. Thing OUT!"

Loki sighed. "That's not going to be easy. And even then they'll be fighting. Not just the best way to take the thing out. But who will take out the stone. Who will keep it, where will it be kept?" Loki shook his head.

"You know as well as I do, just how paranoid your uncle really is," he said sounding amused- once again. "He would never allow Odin to take the Infinity Stone, even for everyone's own good."

Aglaia gritted her teeth, but said nothing. Even she couldn't deny this about Zeus and the Olympians. She wanted to rip Loki's head off, but he was right.

Untrustworthy as he was, he really did have a point.

"So what now?" She snapped. "I can't live in seclusion for all my days. And my uncle doesn't have any children. I would gladly take whatever I deserve, but even if the parliament, the royal family, the Ministerial Council and the people would happily kick me out of the royal family for the sole crime of being born illegitimate and the daughter of a god, then I really would take it." Loki's eyes darkened. With what, Aglaia didn't know. "But the line of the House of Argead will end. I have no cousins- no Greek mortal cousins, anyway. And even though the Infinity Stones may have played a part in all of this, to turn back the clock- to even think of using the Infinity Stones anyway, would be too insane to comprehend!" She all but shouted at him. "If it was just me at stake, I would have gladly done anything. With everyone else," she snarled. "Well, I can't bloody well do that, can I?"

Loki regarded her silently, and she wished she could have sewn her mouth shut. Why she said that to one of the most untrustworthy beings in the entire universe- just proves that she- one, had a serious weakness- a fatal flaw- and that she was really a complete and total βλάκας!

Loki raised an eyebrow. "Fine. I have an alternative. Be prepared to wake up."

He waved his hand before she could say anything. And her vision spun.

Before she left, she thought she saw him look at her with pain in his eyes- and a wistful smile.

"Director Fury," Someone came running. "Prime Minister Argyris- Your majesty!" The last two words were spoken in a gasp.

Fury frowned. "What is it, Agent Roberts?"

The man swallowed. "We've received word. They're going to come. All of them."

Fury frowned. "From who? Where?"

"From Olympus, sir," the man whispered. "And from Asgard."

The mortals were gathering in full swing- eager to see the gods of legends from days past, for the first time in thousands of years.

The S.H.I.E.L.D agents, and whatever policemen and military personnel there were, tied tape, kept distance, kept their weapons on guard, made sure no one was going to get too close.

The silence was ominous. All over the world, people were glued, wide-eyed to their television screens. Eager to see only what the stories had described.

There was thunder and lightning. Suddenly it appeared out of nowhere, flashing, crackling, sizzling and steaming overhead, snapping wildly and threatening to blast everything to less than ashes. It appeared, from a funnel in the night sky.

Lightning flashed and struck the earth a few metres from where the eager crowds- disobeying the State of Emergency placed upon them, without the disapproval of the law- for once- stood. People screamed.

Then more thunder and lightning. An earthquake which scared people out of their minds, but didn't even topple anything over.

People again screamed when lightning struck the earth. Many turned wide and fearful eyes towards the funnel of clouds in the sky.

Then something amazing happened.

A brilliant, blinding flash of light and various colours, so fast no one had time to even blink. Then shapes of figures- like comets of meteors in their brightness and speed, landed upon the earth. Einherjar. The Asgardians had arrived.

Einherjar warriors dressed in their usual garb, armour included, straightened and began to march. There was no need to form ranks- they had already done so. They moved forwards.

And then the miraculous thing happened.

More forms of light. And then the Valkyrie appeared. People screamed and gasped when they saw the shieldmaidens, gorgeous as could be, with wings on their backs weapons held aloft as the Einherjar.

The Valkyrie- lead by Brynhildr- started at attention, moved into a semi-circle.

Then thunder and lightning appeared and the light once more.

Then three of the most impressive figures the mortals had ever witnessed appeared. They recognized Thor- in absolute awe. But there were others.

One was an older man, grizzled and grey. His beard was long, he appeared grave and ancient yet he looked strong and powerful. He held a spear in his hand- Gungnir. He had one eye- the other one was encased in an eyepatch. Not one made of cloth with a strap around the head. It was made of metal and it covered his eye. Odin. King of Asgard, Lord of the Nine Realms.

The man to his right however, was someone entirely. He was golden. His skin was flawless and pale, white as marble, but he seemed to radiate a large amount of light, so much so that people paid more attention to him than Thor. His eyes were the bluest eyes, his eyebrows were amber-coloured and he had chiselled features that reminded the Greek and Roman demigods of Apollo- except that he was obviously one of the Aesir.

Smiling gently, Balder went on his way beside his father and brothers.

Soon enough, an even more impressive show went on.

The funnel of clouds widened and grew denser. Thunder boomed and crashed and the lightning lit up the world to such an extent people screamed.

And then they appeared- an even more impressive entrance than the Asgardians, admittedly. Zeus, his sons Apollo, Ares and Hermes, and his daughters Athena and Artemis- only the members of the Olympian council. Hephaestus was busy with a 'project'. What it was, nobody but the two of them knew- Zeus had forbidden him to tell anyone anything at all- not even the tiniest bit.

Then the ground shook, terrifyingly and people screamed.

Water burst through the sea's surface and then in lines, groups of armed mermen on hippocampi, sea dragons and nymphs and more.

Poseidon burst out of the seas, riding in giant form- well, Zeus had ordered him to make a grand entrance and though people may scream, he gradually shrunk himself as he neared the shore on his chariot pulled by hippocampi. Surprisingly enough, even for the immortals, it wasn't just Triton who accompanied him, armed with his gigantic conch shell. Kymopoleia was there. And she was smirking.

This was probably just too exciting for her. But aside from her concerns, there were her worries. While Triton carried himself high and proud, Kym's abnormally bright eyes flickered to the hospital building where she sensed her half-sister's motionless form was lying.

A few minutes later saw more people screaming their lungs out when the skeletons and zombies started arriving. Hades had arrived on his gleaming chariot with horses fashioned of darkness.

Yes, everyone especially those who had always theorised a zombie apocalypse, were shaken to their cores.

Yet the lord of the dead paid them no heed, and simply carried on. He gave everyone a grand entrance, now he could just get on with what needed to be done- although he was surprised that his big-head brother Zeus insisted he would be present for something here- then again, Zeus always wanted to show off.

When Aglaia woke up she received quite a surprise.

There were gods in her hospital room.

Not just Olympians. But Aesir and Vanir alike.

There were also mortals.

The doctors and nurses there were standing still as could be. Their eyes were massive as they were slowly absorbing- or struggling to absorb- the fact that they were in a room full of gods and heroes of legends past.

And royalty.

Their expressions would have been funny if it weren't for the fact that the whole damned situation was so serious.

To begin with. There was her father Poseidon. The god of the seas, was, for once, not dressed in his Hawaiian shirt and shorts or flip-flops. No instead, he was…

Heck, he looked as regal as could be.

He wore a mixture of Greek battle armour and robes, similar to what the Asgardians wore, but obviously Greek, not Norse. If the Vikings were influenced by Aesir and Vanir and their culture, language, runic alphabet and style, the Greeks certainly took a lot of things from the Olympians as well. This must be how Poseidon dressed when he was underwater realm- not in the beach amidst mortals. And when demigods didn't see him either.

Powerful as he was, heck, Poseidon would have looked seriously regal even if he was wearing the worst rags in the world. His obvious power, charisma and regal authority without him even thinking about it. There was no way to describe it. How his power and charisma radiated throughout the room.

But Poseidon's green eyes were hard. He hadn't seen her just yet. There were lines on his face- not because of the weather, but because his expression. It was as firm and grim as could be. Menacing and frightening. Now Aglaia could see the tiniest hint as to why mortals feared him so.

But he wasn't the only one in the room, either.

Zeus, his brother dressed similarly, was present as well. He looked grimmer and sterner than ever. Almost as if he was restraining himself from scowling outright. He looked so powerful

Apollo grinned at her. He winked.

But most of them hadn't noticed that she had woken up just yet.

Balder did. His sharp eyes saw her.

"The Infinity Stones." Odin was speaking. Yes, it could only be Odin.

"The stones are too dangerous," Zeus declared rather pompously. Her father, Poseidon actually rolled his eyes.

"They cannot be destroyed."

"Oh?" Zeus' godly eyebrow went up. "And I suppose you wish to keep it on Asgard? Or Olympus? The dangerous thing about having all your eggs in one basket as they say here. If the basket falls, all the eggs smash, and what will happen then when all the eggs are gone and taken?"

"Leaving that aside," Poseidon stated. "What to do with the Infinity Stone inside my daughter?" He arched his own eyebrow. His gaze was piercing green.

"We have healers," Odin acknowledged. "Combined with yours and your knowledge we may be able to extract it out of her, with little harm done to your daughter." A pause. "Do you have any suggestions?"

"Apollo," Zeus said without hesitation. "And Asclepius." He stated. "A few more perhaps."

Poseidon surprisingly nodded.

For the life of her, Aglaia could not tell why Zeus acted so strangely with her. Instantly pressing the best healers in Olympus for one thing, but never meeting her eye, and seemingly cringing inwardly whenever she was near. Unlike the other children of Zeus and Hades, Aglaia had always been able to fly in airplanes. Sokovia was no exception.

A good thing to, there were some places she couldn't get to on ship and if she used her powers to make them go faster, people will certainly get suspicious.

Speaking of which, why hadn't disinherited her yet? Was it because they were too afraid of her father? Her uncles? The other demigods?

"Very well," Odin nodded. "Two wise choices. If I may, I would like to suggest my son Balder, Lord Frey, and the Valkyrie Herja as well as Eir, goddess of healing." He paused. "Balder and Frey are skilled at healing, though not to the extent as the latter two. However, once the stone can be removed, hopefully your son, the Lord Apollo, Balder and Frey may be able to subdue the power of the Infinity Stone and keep it away from the others."

Zeus frowned. "Very well. I would like Athena to be present as well."

Aglaia inwardly groaned. Athena. Great. She had nothing against the Wisdom goddess, in fact, she rather liked and admired Athena, but she doubted the goddess would look kindly on bringing the demigods to Greece- even to save their lives. Or for touching the Infinity Stone. Or for publicly going against the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D. In fact, the world nearly blew up, all thanks to her.

Once again, she reminded herself of that fact.

She closed her eyes again, despairingly and felt the blood drain from her face. Once again, she came face to face with the facts.

Just then her heart monitor screamed a warning. Everyone either jumped or snapped their heads towards her direction.

Instantly her father and Apollo were by her side.

"Hey, it's okay," she heard Apollo say. Aglaia opened her eyes weakly. She must have looked totally despairing.

"Look," Apollo said. "We're going to work together and get the stone out of you? Isn't that great?"

Zeus shook his head disgustedly at his son's happy-go-lucky attitude. To think that his time as a mortal would have turned down the optimism a bit, but no. Apparently not.

He avoided Aglaia's eyes, seemingly wincing inwardly- she could tell- whereupon he nodded to her and the others before striding out.

Outside Artemis and Athena were sitting silently. Artemis whittled on something, Athena read a book, and appeared to be thinking of something. Ares looked… Bored. Much to his terrible disappointment Zeus had threatened him if he should ever start a fight, which he had been looking forward to with these Vikings. He looked quite upset and moody. Hermes was subdued, and even his snakes on the caduceus appeared so as well, strangely silent. Aphrodite had a love-hate relationship with the goddess Freya- who also happened to be there as well. It was strange. One minute they were totally jealous rivals who felt threatened by the other one. The next, BFFs who enjoyed shopping, jewellery, trading makeup tips and gushing about hot men.

Persephone was secretly checking out the god Frey who happened to share the same interest in her. Of course, Persephone made sure Hades wasn't seeing a thing. Heck, the two of them were compatible with each other! So why not? Demeter was sullenly filling bowls full of cereal and passing them around to anyone who would take them.

Hera was quietly talking to another goddess. She kept giving worried glances at Aglaia's private room. Still, she remained as composed as ever. She then spoke rapidly in hushed tones to Alex who appeared to be giving her information of some sort. Alex looked drained. He also looked ill. Hera advised him to get some sleep- he went- grudgingly.

The doctors and nurses, even the S.H.I.E.L.D agents were more than a little intimidated. Who knew they would be here amidst myths and legends.

Hades talked with his brothers, as if discussing something.

But Poseidon wanted to go inside to rush to his daughter's sickbed.

But Kymopoleia was already there.

She cocked her head to one side. "How did you know that the lightning of Zeus' Masterbolt would temporarily put the Infinity Stone to rest?"

She blinked. "I- I don't know."

Unbeknownst to them, Athena was now in the hospital room.

Kym frowned. "Aglaia-"

"Look," Aglaia sighed. "I screwed up- get it? I screwed up so badly. No one has ever screwed up more than I did."

Kym snorted. "If only you were an immortal," she muttered. "Then you'd know. That was a minor offence, if it could be considered one, anyway."

Aglaia pretended not to hear. "I used my status to allow the others to pry around in Stark Tower. Yeah, we fell for the trap. We saw the photographs. They didn't do it. I messed up."

"I doubt that," Athena said stepping from the shadows. Aglaia started, but Athena held out her hand. "Peace. Lie quietly down unless you want the monitor to start up again."

"Avengers questioned me. I snapped at them. I told them to mind their own businesses. They came to camp, I played it cool. Than a bomb exploded on top of us, I used my powers and brought the water up as a shield around camp. I got knocked out. When I finally woke up, I brought the others to Greece. I brought a fight here." Aglaia sighed exasperatedly. "If I hadn't done that, we may have been attacked in dangerous ground, with no refuge when we were weary. But we were attacked anyway. And to make matters worse- the very people I swore to protect got in the cross-fire!" She looked anguished.

"And then there's the fact that I actually got kidnapped-"

"Wow," Kym said. "You're really going to blame yourself for that?"

"Princess," Athena sighed. "I cannot deny you played your parts. Then again," her face soured. "We played all out parts. You were not to blame for the slip-up at Stark Tower- if anything it was well-planned. However, taking them to Greece was not the best option."

Aglaia looked agonised. There was Athena, the Wisdom goddess confirming just that fact.

"And then," Athena sighed. "The revelation, at least did save people from getting slaughtered by the blind and ignorant. But that wasn't your fault. The fault lies with S.H.I.E.L.D and the dead president and his cronies." Aglaia still looked down. "But you played your part as well, young one." She looked full on at Aglaia.

"I warned your brother. His fatal flaw was Personal Loyalty. To save a friend, there is nothing he would not have done. Admittedly, young Perseus has managed to temper this flaw with training and discipline- not something I would have expected from him," she admitted. "But it appears you have the same flaw as well. You reacted, even worse than he had done during his time. Now you must learn to temper it. You were lucky, young lady. And also quick and sharp enough to spot the mistakes and correct them before any lasting harm. But there might not be a next time if you do not learn to temper and control your flaw the way your brother did." She smiled sadly. Her grey eyes were stormy, but less temperamental than Annabeth. "Your flaw is a good one. It is not pride or envy. It is not a lust for power, nor a lingering hatred for those that have offended you- though based on your actions, you may need to be wary of the last one," she added. "But your loyalty to the ones you love- your peoples, your family, your friends. That can be used against you."

"It was," Aglaia whispered.

"And you reacted well," Athena said. "But there might not be a next time. Your brother almost allowed Gaea to take over this world." Aglaia bit her lip. She couldn't defend her brother. Athena would not take kindly to blindness and ignorance- even for the sake of a loved one.

"You gave young Perseus a chance, ironically, to control his flaw," Athena continued. "But now you must do the same. Perhaps there may be hope for you just yet."

Aglaia was silent.

"And by the way," Athena added. "Quick thinking about the lightning of the Masterbolt. Zeus sent it just in time when he heard his son's prayer. But this is not the end."

"No." Aglaia whispered. "HYDRA… They're not the only ones involved. And whoever's behind this is building a demigod army. I know of one of them- Eris."

Athena's eyes narrowed and Kym went very still. "Eris?"

"I had a dream," she muttered. "And I actually met her face to face. She gloated at me. It was her. She's injecting demigods with the serum they made for Captain America- but it's… Stronger. More powerful. I don't know."

"At least you got the nukes out of the way," Kym shrugged and bit into a kelp biscuit. She offered one to Athena and Aglaia who both declined.

"At least," Athena agreed. "Now they know they are not able to use mortals to carry out their plan. I suspect the mortals under their command will not suffer easy consequences. However, they will intend to strike harder than ever if ever they become desperate."

Aglaia shook her head. "They should have known this whole plan was… Insane. I mean, who apart from Eris is insane enough to attempt all this?" She looked up at the two goddesses. "I mean, I've felt the power of the Infinity Stone. I doubt anyone would be able to control it."

"No," Athena agreed. "Even though the six elder gods certainly have managed to do so- even for a small portion. However, they know they cannot control the stones completely."

Aglaia's eyes widened and Kym turned to stare at Athena. "Oh?" Kym asked, her eyebrow arching. "And I suppose the Big Three- including my father did that to add to their power, did they?"

"What?" Aglaia breathed.

Athena sighed. "Even they cannot control it. They only tried to stabilise it- it is far too dangerous. Even the sheer power of the stones- even Zeus, Poseidon and Hades have to admit that it is best to keep away from them. We must try to extract the gem and its power from within you, Aglaia. But even then…" she trailed off. "You power has increased, accelerated."

Aglaia blinked. "I only remember a great deal of pain because I was being incinerated- and looking at myself in the mirror and wondering what on earth has happened to me."

"There is more," Athena said darkly. "Rest well, child. For I fear you will need all your strength, whether or not the stone comes out from inside of you." She left the room.

Alex closed his eyes. He willed himself to remember. He even met with Clovis. But as it turned out, he didn't need Clovis' help.

Hera did that for him.

He remembered she had temporarily erased Percy and Jason's memories, before allowing them to flow back.

Now he needed to do the same for his.

Or else they were all doomed.

And so he went back to face his demons once more.

Yeah, I'm really sorry for the late update.

Aglaia's been given a lesson. As to why she wasn't disowned yet- Spoiler Alert: Did anyone notice when the newsreader announced everything to the world, that he didn't name Princess Aglaia as being one of them? Ha ha! No one else except parliament, select members of the military, royal family, the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D knows! They named Percy Jackson as being one of them but they didn't name her. They decided on keeping it a state secret.

SORRY TO ANYONE WHO'S A FAN OF THIS GUY BUT...

Lmao: So as to why I hate HIM- well, does the dude even know what he is saying? If he insults people, left right and centre without even knowing the full truth- why the heck did he insult Rosie O'Donnell when she didn't do a damn thing to him- or Heidi Cruz- I mean, I'm not a die-hard Cruz fan but Cruz didn't even authorise the stupid ad- and all he could say was, "I didn't start it."? As for McCain- okay, that guy was captured, but he was TORTURED for INFORMATION and revealed nothing to endanger his fellow troops, while this arrogant douche was enjoying life and getting rich. As for his pathetic attempt to discredit Obama by using the lame excuse that he wasn't born in the United States- that's just dirty even for a politician. And he should have found out about the truth. He's reckless and dangerous, too eager to make enemies left, right and centre. He doesn't care- he thinks that what's in his best interests is what's in America's best interests. Or he is well and truly in it for himself only.