Chapter 1

Prologue

Hera, the most powerful Goddess of Olympus, sat at the great fountain. The fountain resided in the heart of a beautiful Ancient forest of Olympus. This was a place that not even the rage of Ares, the might of Poseidon, the Temper of Zeus or the hate of Hades could reach.

All things were whole here. Everything was full. The tree's themselves seem to be singing songs to the birds that lived in them, and welcomed any animal to hang on its branches, or to sleep against it's trunk. The flowers that could rival the beauty of Aphrodite if they were living gods. Water so pure, even those who had relations with anyone they could, would feel totally and completely clean looking into their reflection at the water here.

Demeter had her castle at the back of this forest, she loved anything to do with plants or gardening.

This was a place of Purity. Of Happiness. A place of peace, and stability. A place of beauty and serenity. It was also the perfect place for Hera to ask her brother and all the other's meeting her here not to long from now, for the biggest favor ever known to God kind.

"Sister," Poseidon said as he came into the clearing where the fountain lay. "This forest is as breath taking as I have always remembered it to be, but why are we meeting here?"

Poseidon was wearing his Greek armor, adorned with his Trident in his right hand. He had a beard that laid upon his entire chin and jawline with eyes as green and blue as the sea. The power in his eyes flowed as a calm flowing stream would.

"Hello brother," Hera responded with a smile, glad that he showed. She wore a beautiful white dress/toga in a Greek fashion with a band of gold wrapped around her core. Her beautiful light brown hair was down to the small of her back, and smelled of Cinnamon. She wore nothing on her feet, as she did not want anything to take away from the feeling of the Garden.

"I have a request to make of you, many of you, but you are the primary. I required a safe place to make it. I do not wish to be denied immediately by Zeus, so I have requested a few of your presence's here tonight."

"What request is this?" Poseidon responded in kind, treading lightly.

Hera was known to be severe, hateful, and vengeful on average. Poseidon was not afraid of her, but even he did not ever want to be on Hera's bad side when her fury was unleashed.

"I will only be able to request it once, so I must ask that you wait until our other attendees arrive." Hera said.

It didn't take long for the rest of the members of this meeting to arrive. In order after Poseidon came Hestia, then Demeter, Hades and finally Aphrodite.

They were all very relaxed, most of all Demeter, she loved any time she spent here in her Garden. She was hardly even bothered by the Presence of Hades, the man that stole her most precious daughter away from her.

Once everyone arrived, Hera smiled at her brothers and sister and explained why they were all here.

"Thank you, all of you for attending this meeting. This is not a matter of the gods per say, it is a much more personal issue. I have not ever made a request such as this since the first Titan war. My request is simple. I wish to have a child. Poseidon, I wish for you to be the father, and I ask all of you as the closets things I have to what mortal's call 'Friends' to be a part of his or her life."

All the God's looked stunned. Requesting to have a child? Why not do as so many other God's have done, and sleep with a mortal?

"Hera," Hestia began, "Sister, you have Children. You have two Children with Zeus."

Hera shook her head and said "No, I do not have any children. Ares is not my son. The Titan Leto is his mother. Hephaestus is not mine either. He is the son of Demeter, born after Persephone, while Zeus and Demeter were still married."

It was true. Hera simply allowed the prospect of them being her own children because that is how badly she wanted a child. With Zeus taking on lover after lover, it was also embarrassing to have Godlings show up with Zeus, and them not be her own. So, she made it seem as if they were hers. All this she explained to them.

"Indeed, it is true," Demeter exclaimed. "Hephaestus is my son. As a favor to Hera, I allowed her to make it appear as though she was his mother."

"Sister," Poseidon said confused, "You are the goddess of marriage as I'm sure you know. I am married to Amphitrite. What you are asking me is to go outside of my marriage and—"

"No Poseidon, I don't not need you to sleep with me. As the goddess of Childbirth, I do not need to sleep with a man. I only need his Essence. A small amount of blood is all I require."

"Why?" Hades asked. "Of all things you can ask for, or create yourself, why ask for us to protect your child?"

Hera walked back to the fountain and looked into the water. She knew, just asking for a child, and for the God's around her to protect him or her was not going to be easy. Hera was known as an Ice Queen to all except her mother, and Hestia, who got along with everybody. She couldn't blame them for seeing her like that. Her Jealousy over Zeus, and his many children with anyone he was able to have them with. The lengths she went to, to get those children killed, and the women exiled or hated. She could name every monster she had ever sent after a child of Zeus.

Many believed the reason she did these things were because of her hate for Zeus's infidelities. In the beginning, that was her only reason. Then it evolved into the abuse of her Domain of marriage. But eventually, she came to the root of the problem. She wanted a child. More than anything in the universe, she wanted a child. How could she be the goddess of childbirth and not have a single child of her own. Her own little baby. It broke her heart to watch all of her brothers and sisters have baby after baby. Minor gods having more children than they could count.

Her fury and coldness came from that.

She looked at her reflection, and sighed to herself. They wanted details. And she would give them to those who asked.

"Each and every one of you have children. Hestia even you have your Adopted Demigod Daughter. You all have Heir's. Legacies. And someone worth passing down all you have to. I have no children. No heirs to my domain. I have not had the Joy of raising a child, and grooming them into someone I can send into the world. I do not have that which makes all hardships of Godhood worth living. I want a child I can give everything to. A child that will know the strength of the love I have for them, after all they will be the only one who knows what my heartbeat feels like from the inside. All of you have things worth fighting for. I want to look into my child's eyes and see immediately the miracle I have been looking for my entire life. A child I can make my entire world. Please—"

Hera turned around to look at each of them, "—I am asking you not as your Queen, but as your sister. Please grant me this gift, and I will never take it for granted. I will be eternally grateful to all of you."

Poseidon held his Trident loosely in his hand. Hades had unfolded his arms, really hearing his sister out. He was touched. Something that hadn't happened since he first laid eyes on Persephone. Hestia was smiling with a tear running down her face. Aphrodite was choked up. She could feel exactly how much love Hera had in her heart for a child, and it was absolutely limitless. It could not be measured. It was raw, pure, sweet, caring, kind and beautiful love.

Aphrodite flashed a brilliant smile and said "I am with you. If you have a child, I would absolutely love to help."

Demeter stepped closer next and took Hera's hand, "There was never a feeling of love like I had for My daughter Persephone the day she was born. I'd be honored to protect a bond like that between you and Your child."

Hera smiled and kissed both of Demeter's cheeks.

Hades just stared at her. He wasn't an emotional God. But he did understand what it was to have an Heir. It meant everything to him that should anything happen to the gods that would cause him to leave this world, he had more than one heir who could pick up his mantle and be his Legacy.

Hades noticing himself that he was just standing there cleared his throat and nodded his agreement.

Poseidon was last. He didn't know what to say. To have another immortal Heir would be amazing should, Fates forbid, anything happen to his soon to be born son Triton. Triton would also get to have a little sibling. Someone to look out for, and vice versa. Amphitrite would not be upset as long as he was not sleeping with Hera to have this child.

Poseidon walked over to Hera and took his trident to his hand. He made a small cut, and flashed a glass vial into his hand. The golden liquid slowly filled the vial, and he put a cork in it to seal it off. He then handed it over to Hera.

"Thank you!" Hera exclaimed. "Thank you, all of you!"

No one had ever seen Hera so happy.