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The Ever Twisting Wind: Threshold Breakthrough

Chapter Seventeen: We Party Hearty

Beta: ShadowofAxios


Andi walked up to the Hall of the Gods alongside Uncle Hades, Aunt Demeter and Persephone, outside of which the major Olympians had gathered.

"Good! Demeter is here." Father stated, nodding to the other major gods. "So let's go in there together?"

"Uh? Very well?" Aunt Demeter said, sounding confused.

"Yes." Her stepmother Hera said with a roll of her eyes. "We already know Father is dead, so let's just go in there and see what happened."

"Right! After me!" Father said as he pushed open the door as he led the Olympian Twelve into the hall including a lost looking Aunt Demeter.

"Do we follow them in?" Andi asked her Uncle.

"I suppose we should. Try to look aloof, no doubt that is what my dear brother is aiming for." Hades quipped dryly.

"Don't corrupt my sister, hubby." Persephone chided her husband. "Andi can act however she wants."

"Yes, dear." Uncle Hades said with a roll of his eyes even as he ushered the two goddesses into the hall.

They were greeted with a sight that Andi had to do her best not to wince at. Hanging from the dome of the Hall of the Gods was the macabre display of Luke's body hanging from a noose made out of his own intestines. Under which stood Silena, who was looking up at what could only be her handiwork with glee.

Guess Silena made good on her Oath. And even went further. Andi thought as she noticed that she had also gouged out his eyes and even cut off Luke's member and shoved it down his throat.

Hermes, Luke's father, looked green even as his eyes burned with fury.

"What is the meaning of this!?" The god of messengers roared.

Silena just turned to him with a thoroughly unimpressed look on her face.

"Giving the monster his due." The daughter of love said with cold satisfaction.

"You-"

"I wouldn't finish that sentence if I were you, Hermes." Ares said warningly as he stepped between Silena and Luke's father, his sword held loosely but ready in his hand. "Did you think this was going to end with anything less than this? Get off your messenger pony."

"You have talent, Silena." Aphrodite said, ignoring the two gods. "Nice composition. How did you manage it?"

"When I found him he was talking about trying for the Isles of the Blessed and that set me off. A monster like him getting Elysium!? Over my dead body! I just snapped then, so I, uh, don't remember?"

"You threw your sword into his gut, leapt on him and used it to disembowel him alive." A very green Percy said from where he lay slumped next to Uncle Poseidon's throne and with an unconscious Annabeth in his lap. "Annabeth and I tried to stop you but you blasted us away with a love blast, then pulled out Luke's intestines and I think you can guess the rest… yeah."

Remind me never to piss Silena off. Wendy sent Andi over their link even as she cowered a little behind her.

Only if you remind me the same.

Deal.

"We'll just chalk it up to a moment of madness. It happens." Hera smiled, though Andi thought it was a bit forced. No doubt due to the blood splatter that now covered large parts of the hall's floor. It had to be irritating for her.

"I would have helped by setting his intestines on fire myself," Aunt Hestia said from inside the hall's central hearth where she was cradling the Pithos of Elpis like a baby. "But Silena looked so into it that I decided to leave it to her."

"Even you Aunt Hestia!?" Hermes shouted in shock.

The goddess of the hearth just shot him a disbelieving look. "Did you think I would side with the monster in human skin who got hundreds of my family's children killed or worse, Hermes?"

The god of messengers flinched back at that and searched the other gods for support but received either anger or stony indifference in return. Andi meanwhile caught Silena's eye with a wave and offered her a thumbs up. She would have said something too, but it wasn't exactly her place.

"Silena, was it?" Father said, pinching his nose in exasperation.

"Yes, Lord Zeus, that's my name."

"Are you satisfied? Can we remove that thing's corpse yet?"

"Luke isn't a thing!" Hermes shouted and moved to do something drastic but Apollo grabbed him in a restraining hold before he could do anything stupid.

"Sure," Silena said with a shrug. "I've done my worst to him already."

Father nodded and snapped his fingers, causing Luke's desecrated corpse to disappear and reappear in the center of the hall with his intestines neatly piled up on top of his ruined torso. Seconds later, the Fates appeared out of nowhere and began wrapping it up in a shroud, before starting to move off to give him his final rites.

"Let me give him a final blessing," Hermes said as he broke out of Apollo's hold and moved towards the body.

"No," Hephaestus said as he stepped into his way. "The boy does not deserve it."

"Come on, you can't just stop him from doing that!" Percy laid Annabeth down and tried to offer some support, but his father intervened.

"Percy!" Uncle Poseidon barked, shooting his son a quelling look that silenced the boy. "The boy might have died doing one final good deed but that does not wipe away all the heinous crimes he committed. Isn't that right, Hades?"

"I'll let the Judges decide that. I'd just throw him into the Fields of Punishment if I had my way but it's not my place to make that decision. Due process must be followed."

Hermes looked indignant while Percy and Grover, who was also there for some reason, looked heartbroken.

"Hermes," Father said looking at the god of travelers sternly. "Go sit down and cool down."

"Cool down!? You-"

"Silence!" Father bellowed and thunder boomed. "Do not push me on this, boy! You are in enough hot water already! Or need I remind you that everything that happened to your son, everything, is all your fault. You sealed his fate the moment you allowed the boy's mother to foolishly attempt to take on the spirit of Pythia even though you knew it was still cursed."

"Oh Olympus! You're right!" Hermes said as he collapsed into his throne in horror. "This! All this! It's my fault."

"Truth." Apollo said solemnly.

Hermes looked drained, withered and tired as he covered his face and wept.

"Ignore him," Aunt Hera said with disdain. "We have to fix our thrones."

"Hera's right." Aunt Demeter said with a nod as she hurried over to her throne.

"Agreed. So let's get started. The sooner we are done, the sooner we can get on with rewarding those who helped make today's victory possible." Father decreed and the rest of the Olympian Twelve got to work.


Fixing their thrones and the Hall of the Gods besides only took about fifteen minutes. It might've been faster if Andi helped but like Uncle Hades and Persephone, this wasn't her seat of power and so she couldn't actually do anything. So they just stood to one side as the Olympian Twelve sans a still distraught Hermes did all the work and they kept the demigods company. Though she did wonder why Percy was so insistent about lighting the top of the Empire State blue as a signal to his mother and stepfather. A signal for what exactly? That he was safe perhaps? Whatever it was she was glad Father was nice enough to comply.

When they finished the award ceremony, as it were, for the heroes of the Second Titanomachy began. Though why it had to start with Father bragging about all the things that the various loyalist gods, especially himself, did she didn't know?

"And the first among these brave gods," Father said as his speech wound down. "Is my daughter Andromeda Aurae who fought defiantly against Titans, traitor gods and the foul Technodjinn to protect Olympus. Step forward, my daughter."

Andi blinked, surprised that she would be rewarded for doing her job.

"Yes, Father?" Andi asked with a respectful bow.

"Name one reasonable reward Daughter and so long as it is within my power, I shall grant it to you."

Andi just barely stopped herself form gaping. That was a massive boon! She could ask for almost anything and Father would be honorbound to give it to her.

Don't make waves. Wendy reminded her cautiously and Andi sent back a burst of understanding and thanks.

"I ask for no great favor, Father." Andi said, her head still bowed. "All I ask is that my fellow gods honor my superior, Lady Hecate, by seeking her out for approval before approaching me for favors."

Are you trying to make my life difficult Andi? Hecate asked her telepathically from wherever she was, with a hint of amusement in her words.

Well, I am your subordinate. Besides, this way you'll get more prestige won't you?

I suppose. Well played, Andi. Well played.

"You are humble indeed, Daughter. But if that is your desire?"

"It is, Father." Andi affirmed.

"Then so be it," Father declared with finality.

"Thank you, Father." Andi said as she retreated back to a corner of the hall.

"Good choice, sister." Persephone complimented in a whisper as Andi returned to standing next to her and Uncle Hades. "Especially since you're trying to mend bridges."

"Thanks," Andi told her sister with a smile even as Annabeth was rewarded by being granted the privilege of being the architect in charge of overseeing the repairs to and upgrading of Olympus that was to come now that the war was won.

This was only the beginning of the awards and soon Tyson, who had shown up at some point and Andi hadn't noticed, was appointed the General of the Cyclops army and given a new club which he promptly named 'Stick'! That this was after a rather comical back and forth between him and Father just made the whole thing extra hilarious.

It was so bad that Persephone was in stitches, Uncle Hades was chuckling and Andi herself had to fight to keep from giggling.

"And the satyr? He deserves something too." Dionysus said shooting Andi a meaningful look and smothering her hysterics. "He might be a coward but he did play a part, however small, in the Crooked One's downfall and that deserves to be recognized."

"I suppose," Father said with a frown. "Andromeda, he is your lieutenant in charge of the satyrs is he not?"

"Yes, he is, Father." Andi confirmed. "And I second Lord Dionysus' recommendation for a reward."

"And what would you suggest?"

Andi looked at Dionysus. He was the more senior of them and the one who first made the recommendation after all.

"Give him a seat on the Council of Cloven Elders? Make him a Lord of the Wild?"

"Andromeda?"

"Those are acceptable rewards, Father." Andi said with a nod.

"Very well." Father said before turning to the very nervous Grover. "Grover Underwood, step forward."

The satyr did so, his hooves nervously clopping on the marble floor as he did so. "Y-Yes, sir!"

"I hereby promote you to Lord of the Wild with a seat on the Cloven Council of Elders. From henceforth, your actions will reflect your goddess'. Her words are your words. While the Aura Wendy stands for the Aurae, you will stand for the satyrs. Do you accept these boons?"

Does that mean we need someone for the dryads? Or the wizards?

I dunno, Wendy. Maybe?

Grover looked ready to collapse, but he remained strong. Though his knees were knocking. "I, um, y-yes! I gladly accept these boons for the Wild! Lord Zeus!"

"I am sure you will," Father said dismissively. "Silena Beauregard come forward."

"Yes, Lord Zeus?" Silena said as she came forward and knelt before Father and the rest of the Olympian Council.

"For your exemplary service to Olympus' defense and your pivotal role in eliminating the archtraitor Luke Castellan," Father said, ignoring Hermes' sob. "We would reward you with a gift."

"A gift?" Silena asked skeptically as a crimson red box materialized in front of her.

"Open it," Ares encouraged with a grin. "I got it for you straight out of my collection."

Silena looked at the box warily at that but obliged, opening it to reveal a pair of M1911-style handguns. One with a finish in a light sucking black and the other in a brilliant white instead.

"Pistols?" Silena asked uncertainly as she lifted the guns out of their case and tested their weight.

"The white one is called Love and the black one is Hate." Aphrodite explained. "Both of them are enchanted to shoot your love blasts instead of bullets. Though if you need to, they can do that too."

"They're perfect." Silena said as she put them back in the case. "Thank you, Lord Ares, Mother."

Andi stared nervously as Silena retreated to the side of the hall. Just what they needed, a gun happy Silena. As if she wasn't terrifying enough as a normal berserker, now she could go all Punisher on them too!

"And now to our last reward for the day," Father said with a tired sigh. "Percy Jackson, step forward."

A nervous Percy did as he was told, but not before getting a reassuring look from his Father first.

"Percy Jackson, for your phenomenal service in the defense of Olympus, we the Council of Olympus, have decided to offer you the chance to become a god. To assist your Father in ruling the oceans for eternity. Do you accept?"

Percy shot his Father another look and Uncle Poseidon shot him a disappointed but still reassuring nod.

"Might I ask for another boon Lord Zeus?" Percy said with a determined glint in his eyes, causing every god except Uncle Poseidon to gasp in shock. A mortal rejecting godhood!? Surely they had misheard.

"You cannot be serious, boy!" Father shouted, expressing everyone's incredulity.

"I am, my lord." Percy insisted. "For one, I do not want to threaten my brother Triton's claim to being Father's heir. But more importantly-"

"More importantly?" Father asked, at once curious and furious.

"More importantly," Percy continued after a fortifying gulp. "Kronos couldn't have risen if it hadn't been for a lot of demigods who felt abandoned by their parents. They felt angry, resentful, and unloved, and they had a good reason."

Father's nostrils flared and even Andi felt a little angry. Percy was insulting all the gods! "You dare accuse-"

"No more undetermined children," Percy continued, brazenly interrupting Father's rebuke. "I want you to promise to claim your children - all your demigod children - by the time they turn thirteen. They won't be left out in the world on their own at the mercy of monsters. I want them claimed and brought to camp so they can be trained right, and survive."

"Now, wait just a moment," Apollo said, but Percy was on a roll and just barreled on ahead.

"And the minor gods," He said. "Nemesis, Morpheus, Janus-those that fought for the Titans all should get a general amnesty. And all of the minor gods, no matter which side they took, deserve a place at Camp Half-Blood. Their children shouldn't be ignored. Calypso and the other peaceful Titan-kind should be pardoned too. And Hades-"

"Are you calling me a minor god?" Uncle Hades bellowed.

"No, my lord," Percy said quickly as he swallowed and steeled himself. "But your children should not be left out. They should have a cabin at camp. Nico and Bianca have proven that. No unclaimed demigods will be crammed into the Hermes cabin anymore, wondering who their parents are. They'll have their own cabins, for all the gods. And no more Pact of the Big Three. That didn't work anyway. You've got to stop trying to get rid of powerful demigods. We're going to train them and accept them instead. All children of the gods will be welcome and treated with respect. That is my wish."

Father snorted. "Is that all?"

"Percy," Uncle Poseidon said with a frown, "you ask much. You presume much."

"Will you deny me?" Percy asked. "And risk another war? All I ask is perfectly reasonable."

Percy got steely looks from everyone for his audacity, even Andi shot him an unhappy glare.

Unexpectedly, it was Athena who spoke up for him.

"The boy is correct." The goddess of wisdom said with a sigh. "We have been unwise to ignore our children. It proved a strategic weakness in this war and almost caused our destruction. Percy Jackson, I have had my doubts about you, but perhaps-"

She glanced at Annabeth, and then continued as if the words had a sour taste. "Perhaps I was mistaken. I move that we accept the boy's plan."

"Humph," Father said. "Being told what to do by a mere child. But I suppose..."

"All in favor," Hermes said eagerly. Andi blinked for a moment, confused by his reaction until her divine insight kicked in and she realized this crazy plan of Percy's was inspired by Luke somehow and the messenger god was leaping at the chance to push forward his son's legacy.

It took a few tense moments but eventually all the gods on the Council raised their hands in assent.

"Now onto punishments," Father said with a tired sigh and immediately looked towards Hermes. "As much as I want to punish you Hermes, stupidity is not a crime. And as you committed no actual crime beyond being a fool, you will get off. This time."

Hermes slumped into his throne. Though whether that was from relief or self-loathing was anyone's guess. "Hephaestus though-"

Father paused to turn to the god of the forge and leveled him with a furious glare.

"Hephaestus, are you aware of what you've done?" Father said, sounding disappointed more than anything else. "I expected such reckless foolishness from Hermes, Ares or Apollo, but to think it would be you that would create that abomination that is GLaDOS."

Hephaestus looked like a grumpy teenager, crossing his burly arms and looking to the side.

Dionysus snickered with a smile.

"Considering the chaos she's caused and the gods she and her children have killed, including your sister Enyo, I am tempted to smite you."

"Now now, Brother. You know you lost your smiting privileges." Aunt Hestia reminded Father distractedly even as she frowned at Hephaestus and put herself firmly between him and her Pithos.

"I remember." Father said with what could only be considered a pout. "Henceforth, you will serve a term of three centuries as Camp Half-Blood's personal smith. To help reinforce its defenses and what odd jobs Dionysus sees fit for your abilities."

"I have so many ideas." The wine god beamed. "First and foremost-"

"Save it for later, Dionysus." Father crisply told him.

"Of course."

Father gave the overeager god of madness the stink eye for a few extra seconds as he looked around the chamber. "Any objections?"

"I think it's a fitting punishment." Athena said with a nod. "Though perhaps he should also assist in rectifying his mistake somewhat. I suggest that he also be tasked with assisting Andromeda in her duty as the Technodjinn's Bane wherever possible."

This was met with broad agreement from the other Councilors. Even Hephaestus himself looked strangely satisfied with his punishment.

"So mote it be!" Father declared with finality. "And thus concludes this ceremony."

"Finally!" Dionysus said as he stood. "Now it's my time. Time to party!"


Andi had been to exactly one big party on Olympus before now and that was at the last Winter Solstice as a demigod. The victory party after the Second Titanomachy put that party to shame. Dionysus had pulled out all the stops it seemed and worked his magic so all the fountains in the whole city dispensed the finest wines from his stores. He had liaised with Apollo, the Muses and Uncle Hades such that the best performers the world had ever seen, living or dead, mortal or immortal were putting on the performances of their lives. At every street corner, around every turn was one artiste or the other putting on an act. Coordinating with Hebe and Ganymede, Olympus' resident caterers, he arranged for ambrosia and nectar to be doled out like no tomorrow in every conceivable form as the best chefs from antiquity to the present cooked up a seemingly endless supply of delicacies.

Instead of partaking in the festivities however the goddess of the Wild was on the hunt for a certain war god.

"Lord Ares!" She shouted to get the attention of her warmongering brother as he rather stereotypically enjoyed a death metal performance by a Greek band named Acid Death.

"Oh, my punk sister. What? I'm busy." He grunted at her but then said. "Good job dealing with Enyo by the way. Ha, the woman didn't know what hit her."

"Just want to check something. She mentioned your curse-"

"And you believed her!?" The war god in the guise of a stereotypical biker - He does love his stereotypes, huh? - said, sounding incredulous. "She was shitting with you! The stupid thing hit you ages ago."

"What? Really?" Andi asked, blinking in confusion. "When was that?"

"The thing wasn't as fun as I hoped. You got over it way too fast in my opinion. Stupid magic sheep ruined it."

"Magic sheep? You mean the Golden Fleece!? Your curse was what made Scylla take a bite out of my spine!?"

"Yeah." He said, a clear 'duh' in his tone. "Now buzz off will ya!? I want to enjoy my music in peace! And yes I know how ironic that sounds!"

"At least you do," Artemis said as she sauntered over in her favored child-like guise. "Shows you have more than two brain cells working today for once, brother."

"Why you-"

"Do you want to start a fight today Ares?" Artemis asked with a raised eyebrow. "And ruin the party? I'm sure that'll make you lots of friends."

"Oh go makeout with your pets, Arte." Ares grunted and turned his focus back to the metal concert.

Artemis rolled her eyes, clearly mocking the weak jab but said nothing. She instead chose to put a shoulder on Andi's arm and guide her away.

"Mind I ask why Lord Ares is in such a foul mood, Sister?" Andi asked, glancing over her shoulder at the war god.

"The war has ended." Artemis said with a shrug. "That always puts him in a bad mood. Even if it ended in our victory. He is paradoxical like that. We all are when it comes to our domains at times."

Andi nodded in agreement.

"So what do you want to talk to me about?" The younger goddess asked as they arrived at an arena where a set of gladiatorial games was underway that pitted various warriors, including some godly volunteers form the audience if Andi was seeing right, against a host of monsters.

"I believe you were the one that had something to speak to me about." Artemis countered. "Or so your lieutenant claimed."

"Lieutenant? You mean Wendy?"

"Guilty as charged," the Aura said popping into existence next to the two goddesses. "You did send me to find Lady Artemis while you found Lord Ares."

"I told you to find where she was so I could go talk to her." Andi said with a sigh. "Not drag her over! Wendy!"

"It's quite alright Andi." Artemis said with a chuckle. "Your lieutenant was just being a little enthusiastic in her interpretation of your orders. I have it on good authority that Aurae aren't the best at obeying orders at the best of times."

Wendy pouted at that but didn't deny it.

"Right, well. Yeah, I guess I do need to talk to you about something."

"What is it?" Artemis asked even as she joined in the polite applause for the gladiators in the arena for their slaying of a hydra.

"My Aurae tell me that Thalia has apparently been secretly sassing me in different ways."

"It's true!" Wendy puffed up her childish face.

Artemis groaned, her youthful visage scrunching up in a manner that would be adorable, but on a goddess her age made her look petulant. "Honestly sister, I do not know what to do with Thalia's misguided animosity towards you. Tis vexing."

"The tongue thing probably didn't help." Andi pointed out with a sigh.

"Twas deserved!"

Their conversation was interrupted when suddenly Aunt Hestia flamed in, literally. She appeared in a tower of fire with the Pithos of Hope strapped to her back in a modified baby carrier.

"I suggest Scrabble nights." The goddess of family said with a grin. "Or some other board game. Let her express her anger through more passive aggressive means."

"And the insults?" Andi asked with a frown. "I'd just let it go since negative reinforcement isn't working but-"

"But you can't be seen to be weak." Aunt Hestia nodded. "That is a problem. Hmm...Cheat in Monopoly. That's always a fair game to cheat in."

"Just cast a taboo on her." Uncle Hades said as he wandered over and strangely enough patted the Pithos on his sister's back like it was a child. "Make it so she cannot ever speak ill of you in any form. That way it's not quite negative reinforcement."

"Is not stripping of her voice negative?" Artemis asked, sounding just a tad confused.

"Maybe but it is the slightest form of it." Aunt Hestia explained. "It is a good way to resolve this. If Andi can't hear herself being badmouthed, she doesn't need to smite her after all. Ingenious as always, Hades. I still suggest board games though. It will complement things nicely."

Andi and Artemis exchanged uncertain looks.

"I'm game if you are, Sister." Andi told Artemis. "Next Friday?"

"Fine but I play the dog."

"Drats! I love the dog."

"Arte! Come over here!" Apollo said as he ran over and absently dropped a knitted hat atop the mouth of Aunt Hestia's pithos.

I'm missing something there. Andi realized.

"Thank you, Nephew." Aunt Hestia said happily as she adjusted the cap so it sat properly atop the storage vessel.

Apollo meanwhile just gave a distracted nod as he began dragging Artemis away.

"Unhand me, buffoon!"

"No, I need a karaoke partner!"

"Those two never grow up," Uncle Hades said with a laugh as he shook his head. "Well, Hestia it seems we should make a move."

"Oh! Yes," Aunt Hestia said with a grin. "See you later, Andi. Don't forget a gift for my baby next time!"

With that the two eldest children of Rhea wandered off.

"...What?!" Andi's eyes bugged out.

"It's due in a hundred years or so." Father said from behind her, causing Andi to spin around.

"You know what? Good for her. Aunt Hestia's earned that win."

"Indeed. Just don't forget the baby gift." Father warned with a shudder. "She will burn you alive if you do."

"Of course not! But I have to make it perfect yet functionable." Andi hummed in thought. "It's on my list. And hello, Father."

"Daughter." Zeus nodded in return.

"So… the war's over thankfully. Talk about hectic." Andi said, feeling some awkwardness in the air.

"Indeed." The king of the gods nodded. While still stern, Andi could see the relief rolling off his broad shoulders. "Your performance was excellent, Andromeda. You rallied the minor gods and kept our home safe. I'm very proud of you."

The young goddess felt pride swell in her chest at that.

"Thank you, Father." Andi bashfully replied.

"Now that we have a chance to actually talk, I must bring up an important matter though. The Dursleys." He said, his lips peeling back in disgust. "You need to punish them for what they did to you as a child. I would have done something but I didn't want to bring attention towards you at the time. So now is a perfect opportunity for retribution."

"Actually, Father… I'd rather forget about them." Andi confessed which earned her a big frown from her Lord Father.

"You do not want to seek recompense for your childhood trauma?" Father asked, looking genuinely confused.

"Permission to be frank, Father?" Andi said with a tired sigh.

"Of course," the king of Olympus said easily enough.

By his startled look, he did not expect Andi to burst out in a self-deprecating laugh.

"Ignoring our issues and pretending they don't exist isn't that the demigod way?" Andi said sarcastically. "Almost every Camper at Camp Half-Blood's home life or past before discovering they were demigods was shitty in some way, yet the common practice has always been to just ignore and forget it. I'm no different. "

"You didn't follow that ethos all the time as a demigod why now?" Father said hesitantly. "Didn't you rile against what you saw as our mistreatment of our mortal children, yourself in particular, on occasion?"

"And what did not following it get me? Into more and more trouble with the gods until Ida and Apollo had to step in to rein me in." Andi said with a bitter laugh. "They taught me it was better to just suck it up and fall in line."

Father frowned and tried a different tack. "You're not a demigod anymore."

"So what?" Andi asked, chuckling bitterly. "I'm supposed to get revenge just because I'm a god now?"

"Yes." Father said as if it was obvious and he was thoroughly confused that she didn't seem to think so.

"So should I get back at all those gods who made my life difficult when they discovered I was your daughter too?" Andi asked with a smirk, already knowing the answer.

"That would not be wise," Father hedged. "That would just make enemies you don't need."

"Oh! I know!" Andi said with a nod. "Why do you think I put so much effort into not making waves? I know what'll happen if I kick up a fuss."

"But the Dursleys are mortals?"

"So what, Father?" Andi asked with a shrug. "If I can't get back at the gods who bullied me then I won't do anything to the Dursleys. Me letting bygones be bygones is just me being fair. Besides, they were beneath my notice as a demigod, what more now that I am a goddess?"

"That is just," the god of justice admitted. "But still- Daughter, not punishing those mortals now that you can is a sign of weakness you can ill afford as a young goddess. You need to do something about them."

Sighing, Andi looked at her Father. "What would you suggest then?"

"An old favorite. Turn them into animals. Always works."

"And would put them in my domain so I can punish them more?" Andi asked with a raised eyebrow. "Is that part of it?"

"If you so chose then yes, but I think we both know you won't be doing that."

"Yeah," Andi said with a tired sigh. She was doing that a lot lately. "Wendy!"

"Yes, ma'am!" The Aura saluted with a grin.

"Go turn Petunia into a horse, Vernon into a walrus and Dudley into a boar then drop them into the wilderness." Andi ordered without any enthusiasm. "Let them live or die on their own merits. I couldn't care less."

"Can it be in a zoo? They'll live longer." Wendy pointed out.

"If you're feeling generous." Andi said with a shrug. "Like I said, I don't care about them anymore."

"Right." Wendy nodded. "I'll be right back."

With that she transformed into a hot breeze and shot away in a streak of red light.

"Delegating?" Father said with a chuckle as he patted Andi on the back. "You truly are doing a good job as a goddess."

"Yes, she is." Aunt Hera said as she appeared out of nowhere. "Now, Husband, I need your opinion on something."

Before Father could get so much as a word in edgewise, his wife dragged him off to parts unknown.

Possessive huh? I get why. Father is a promiscuous horndog but I can't help but feel a little sympathy for him. Andi thought as she shrugged and moved off to get another cup of Dionysus' wine. That Hebe and a group of MGS goddesses were hanging around the nearest wine fountain was just icing on top of the cake. Good drink and company? Sign her up!


About an hour and much hard partying up on Olympus later, Andi finally decided to pop down to Camp to check out how the half-bloods were celebrating their great victory. Much to her surprise, there wasn't much of a celebration at all. Instead, the mood in Camp Half-Blood was sombre.

"Okay, what the hell did I miss?" Andi asked Chiron as she materialized next to the exhausted looked centaur as he stood atop the highest observation deck of the Imperator directing Azeios and his gang along with their surviving mecha into Camp. "Shouldn't you guys be partying? We just defeated the Titans!"

"We would if our casualties weren't so high." The immortal Trainer of Heroes said without missing a beat. "Or if hundreds of thousands didn't die sleeping and unaware as they were caught in the crossfire of the Battle of Manhattan."

"T-That many!?" Andi asked incredulously.

"Yes," Chiron said with a sad nod. "The Mist is spinning it as a series of terrorist bombings."

"Lord Ares must be so pleased," Andi said with her own tired sigh. "He gets to enjoy another war as the U.S. military goes to stomp whoever the Mist is going to blame for this."

"No doubt." Chiron said before letting out his own weary sigh. "Thankfully those with family in the city survived. No doubt blessed by their immortal lovers."

"Any good news at least?" Andi asked, feeling tired as well from the dour news.

"Percy and Annabeth are finally together." Wendy informed her as she appeared sitting on the handrails of the observation deck. "I caught them making out by the canoeing lake on my way back from England."

"About freaking time!" The goddess tossed her arms in the air. "Seriously, I was wondering when one would just say something to the other."

"Were they keeping their clothes on?" Chiron asked, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"Mostly," Wendy said with a smirk. "But Annabeth will want to wear some high collared tops for the next few days. Percy too but Annabeth especially. She's not as good at making hickeys as he-"

"Too much information Wendy," Andi said with a groan.

"You're just jealous you haven't kissed William yet after our victory against the Titans." Chiron snorted, a twinkle in his eye.

Wendy just smirked victoriously even as Andi blushed.

"Okay! Stop with the teasing already." Andi said, still fighting the blush. "Anything else I should know?"

"Nay." Chiron smirked more. Cheeky fucking horse man. "As for other news… As you can see Azeios and his friends have decided to join us here in Camp. We haven't talked it out but we're thinking they can become members of our staff, mainly as security."

"What about Daedalus?" Andi asked curiously.

"He got snatched up by Lord Hephaestus," Chiron told her with a shudder. "They have already tamed the rampaging dragon automaton-"

"Festus?"

"Yes him," Chiron nodded. "And last I heard they are working with Cabin Nine to reactivate Bunker Nine."

"He's working fast." Andi observed.

"Yes, well, he said he did not want to waste time. Apparently he wants to make the best of his punishment and spend all, or at least as much of it as he can, tinkering. It seems he is surprisingly happy to be temporarily free of his godly obligations."

"I see. Speaking of godly obligations. I'm going to round up my nature spirits. I have to give a speech to them for helping fight Hyperion and reward them." Andi said with a small smile.

"Any idea how you're going to reward them?"

"Just give them a lifetime supply of enchiladas," Wendy suggested dismissively.

"That works for the satyrs but what about the nature spirits?"

"Maybe a blessing to grow strong?" Wendy said with a shrug. "They are plants after all."

"Good suggestions, Wendy." Chiron complimented.

"So glad I have you as a lieutenant." Andi agreed. "Okay, since that's settled. Let's go. The sooner we get this done, the sooner we can get back to Olympus and the party."


Done and done! Thanks to Nameless and Axios as always!

AH, the glitz, the glam, the lights and the food. Now that's a party to rock to. Nothing like a victory party after a war. Andi got to talk to a lot of people and some closure happened as well. Also, Silena has guns now. Yay? Terrified yay? Terray? We based them off Ebony and Ivory from Devil May Cry. So it certainly fits with Ares' tastes.

Nameless: Yup, so we ditched the whole Luke is a hero bit of canon in this verse. Considering his involvement in what happened to Silena and her oath, I think we foreshadowed this quite well. There is plenty of blame for the Second Titanomachy to go around though, so while in this verse we have Hermes and Luke taking the blame in the TUFS and COTU verses we'll have other actors do so instead. We are equal opportunity blame pointers.

And of course we have a conclusion with the Dursleys. It was a very Greek-like punishment. Though if they did go to a zoo, well, the other animals might have something to say since Andi is the goddess of the wild now. So, good luck Dursleys. GG.

Nameless: Camp has an Imperator! The Romans are totally not ready for that when they try to invade. Neither for that matter will Nero and his Colossus knockoff. If either of those attacks on Camp happen of course. No guarantee they will after all, right?

And of course, Hestia is expecting a child now. What hope shall our darling Pithos bring? Elpis is going to be a lucky baby.

Nameless: And will it be the only baby that the end of the Second Titanomachy brings? After all, Percy and Annabeth certainly sounded like they were well on the way to a home run weren't they? Or am I just pulling your leg? Read on to find out. XP

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