A/N: Hello again! Wow, it's been a while... sorry about that. I had to rewrite this chapter several times to get it this way... oh well.

Anyway, HAPPY MIDDLE NAME PRIDE DAY! (MARCH 10) Oh, and guess what Thursday was? My 3-month-a-versary of joining FFN! :D Looks like we have a lot to celebrate!

Oh, and to those of you wondering where I get these wacky holidays: I get this stuff from holiday insights dot com (remove the spaces and replace the dot)!

Hope you guys enjoy this last chapter! :)

Peace out,

~silentwolf111

Everyone turned to see a hooded figure step out of the shadows.

"That would be me."

POSEIDON'S POV

The throne room was pitch quiet. We all sat gaping at the figure, trying to process what had just happened. ShadowMaster, the cause behind so much anger and misery, was here. Sabotaging our meeting without a care in the world.

Ares was first to break the silence.

"You!" he spat, pointing a finger at the figure. "You're the punk who said I wasn't tough!"

In an instant, it was total chaos all over again as every god started shooting comments at the figure.

"You sicken me!

"Pathetic loser!"

"Who do you think you are?!"

The figure didn't seem to be affected by our words, for it remained motionless and simply listened to us rant. Finally, Zeus looked like he had had enough.

"SILENCE!" he boomed.

He then turned to look at the figure.

"Exactly who are you, imposter?!" Zeus questioned.

The figure cocked its head to the side.

"I would have thought you had figured it out by now."

"Well," Athena started. "We didn't. That was the purpose behind this whole meeting."

The figure nodded.

"Now, can you please tell us who you are?" Hermes demanded.

"All right," the figure said. "If you insist."

The figure reached for its hood with its hands, and I could feel everyone in the room hold their breath.

Time seemed to slow down as the figure pulled down the hood ever so slowly to reveal… the face of a beautiful young girl, with wavy brown hair and sparkling golden eyes that were currently examining us with anticipation.

Everyone's jaws dropped simultaneously as we realized who ShadowMaster was.

"Wha-?" Apollo gasped. "H-he's a she?! You're him?!"

"Hestia," I murmered.

She smiled at me.

"Yes, it is I."

We sat in silence as we took it all in. But… why? Why would she do this? She's usually the one encouraging that we make peace… why would she be the cause for the exact opposite? It didn't make any sense!

As if reading my thoughts, Demeter spoke.

"Why did you do it?"

"My reasons were simple," Hestia said calmly.

"And what would those reasons be?" Athena demanded.

Hestia sighed.

"Think for a moment," she said, "about what FanFiction has done to you all. Sure, you have written some harmless stories, but the majority of you have been using the site to openly mock each other."

Zeus opened his mouth to protest, but found that he could not.

"It has turned you all into each other's worst enemies," Hestia continued. "And it doesn't help that you all have trouble making peace. One thing leads to another, and soon we have yet another war on our hands. Is that what you want?"

"Absolutely not," everyone chorused with the exception of Ares, who smiled at the thought of war.

"Oh, bloody, bloody war," he murmered, sighing with delight.

Artemis shot him a look, then turned to Hestia.

"But why would you add to the already growing dilemma? You are usually the one to break up fights, not add to them," she said.

Hestia smiled and turned to us.

"Simple. Have you ever heard of the expression, 'Fight fire with fire'?"

"Yeah," Aphrodite said.

"What goes around comes around?"

"Duh," Ares said.

"The golden rule?"

"Of course," Apollo stated, tapping his foot impatiently. "What's the point of this? They're nothing but stupid expressions!"

Hestia shook her head with wide eyes.

"Ah. That, child, is where you are wrong."

"Um, I'm more than 3000 years old. I'm pretty sure I'm not a child..."

"Oh, just shut up and listen!" Artemis snapped before turning her attention back to Hestia.

"Anyway," Hestia continued. "Your behavior inspired me to take action, so that's exactly what I did. I fought fire with fire. I tried to make you understand that your actions would come back in the end. And they did, thanks to my help."

"English, please!" Aphrodite said, a look of total confusion on her face.

Athena rolled her eyes.

"For heaven's sake, she was giving us a taste of our own medicine!" she said with an exasperated tone in her voice.

"Yes," Hestia said, nodding. "Precisely."

"Well," I said. "Lesson learned. I promise I won't say I'm better than my brother, no matter how true that may be."

"And," Zeus said, glaring at me. "I promise that I won't say that I am much more powerful than my wimp of a brother, although that is the honest truth."

"Oh, not this again," Demeter muttered.

"Well then," Hestia said. "My work here is done. I'd best be going now."

She nodded at us and disappeared in a cloud of smoke, leaving us deep in thought.

"Wow," Hermes said. "Glad that's over."

"My thoughts exactly," Demeter said.

We sat in silence yet again, still in awe.

After what seemed like forever, Ares spoke.

"So… what now?"

"Without FanFiction, we really have nothing to do for fun except torturing mortals," Zeus said.

Athena sat up straight.

"Well, actually, I have an idea that I've wanted to share with you for quite some time," she said.

"We're listening," I said.

"As you all know, I am the official writer and editor of Olympus Weekly," Athena stated.

"Go on," Zeus said.

"And I was thinking about expanding it, sort of like Hephaestus did with Hephaestus TV."

We leaned in, waiting for Athena to continue.

"So," she said, "I thought it would be a good idea if you each submit article ideas. It would add a whole new perspective. Eleven new perspectives, actually…"

Everyone thought about this for a while.

"I like it," I said.

"Yeah, sounds great!" Hermes agreed.

"All in favor?" Zeus said.

Not surprisingly, everyone raised their hand. Athena's ideas have been known to be good, after all.

"Very well!" Athena said eagerly. "We must get started as soon as possible… Oh, there's so much work to be done!"

THE END

End Note: Well, folks, you guessed it: It's time for the 4th 'Not Anymore' fic! Get ready for... OLYMPUS WEEKLY? NOT ANYMORE!

(For those of you who don't know, Chiron mentioned something about an ad in Olympus Weekly in the SoM, then Apollo says something else about Olympus tabloids in TTC. So of course I had to write about it!)

On another note, if you guys have early article ideas, be sure to PM me about it! I need as many ideas as I can get! :)

Peace out (for the last time in this fic),

~silentwolf111