Answers to reviews:

Exodus12345: hestia isn't in the harem, don't know where you got that form.

Ltbutterfly287: What I meant is the Demigods see Hestia as the cool aunt. The Demigods at Camp Half-Blood, I didn't mean Aphrodite would call Hestia aunt, I meant the Demigods would. Seriously, read the dialogue properly before you criticise.

Tmartn2001: Don't know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Devil May Cry or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I only own the OC Drake Redgrave.

When Drake pulled up in the parking area outside of Annabeth and Lacy's school, he saw Annabeth at the usual place where she and Lacy wait for him. However, he saw just Annabeth there, reading a book. Frowning, Drake looked around for Lacy and got out of his truck before walking over to his eldest daughter who looked up and her expression brightened at seeing her father before she ran over and hugged him.

"Hi dad!"

"Hey sweetie." Drake smiled down at his eldest daughter before looking around. "Where's your sister?"

"Oh, there was a new teacher who arrived today, she apparently gives out delicious cookies. Lacy's over there with her right now." Annabeth pointed at something behind Drake.

Drake turned and saw a group of kindergarten children surrounding a woman. A rather beautiful woman if Drake had to say. long wavy black hair swayed from side to side as she hugged each child that eagerly took some cookies from her; her eyes dancing with joy at the smiles and grins on her students' faces. It almost made Drake blush; she was breathtakingly stunning in a sweet and genuine kind of way. He had never seen such a thing before.

"What's her name?" Drake asked curiously.

"Tia Hess." Annabeth said as she held her dad's hand. "She's looks nice."

"She does." Drake nodded with a slight tilt of his head in a curious manner before he saw someone he recognized. "Hey Sally."

Sally Jackson, a woman Drake knew and befriended, looked over and smiled at him. Next to her, holding her hand, was her son, Percy, who waved at Annabeth who waved back.

"Hello Drake." Sally said as she walked over.

Drake looked at Percy. "How you doing, Perce?" He ruffled Percy's hair, making the boy smile a little. "Get the blue candy I sent?"

"Yeah!" Percy grinned widely.

Annabeth shook her head. "I'll never understand your obsession with blue food, Seaweed brain."

"It's good for me, Wise Girl." Percy said back.

Drake raised an eyebrow in amusement at the usual banter between Annabeth and Percy. He looked up and watched as Lacy received some cookies from Tia Hess and then proceeded to hug her teacher around her waist. "Thank you, Ms. Hess!" he heard his princess chirp. "You're the best!"

"You're welcome, sweetie."

Hestia loved her little niece. She was adorable and was very talkative in class, just like how her mother would during the Olympian Meetings. The Goddess of the Hearth could clearly see Aphrodite in little Lacy – not so much the promiscuity and general sultriness, but a lot in her bubbly personality, sweet demeanor and of course, her stunning beauty. Even now, Hestia could tell that Lacy would grow into a stunning beauty, much like all her other demigod siblings on her mother's side.

"Daddy!" she heard little Lacy yell.

Hestia smiled happily when she saw Lacy run to hug her father, who was actually looking at them from the side of the school. It was wonderful to feel and see such Familial love from those who had found themselves in the world of the Gods. Not many mortals take to being the parent of a demigod and it leads to many... terrible things such as the demigods running away from home.

Looking at the father of Lacy and Annabeth, Hestia wondered what it was about him that made Aphrodite pine after him so much. She could admit that his good lucks may be one of the smallest reasons, but Hestia knew Aphrodite pined after him for more than that reason. Hestia wondered what was so special about this man that he made the Goddess of Love fall for him so real and hard.

"Hello there. I'm Drake Redgrave" Drake greeted the new teacher. "Thank you for giving my daughter cookies."

"It's not a problem." Hestia said with a smile that warmed everyone's hearts. "I enjoyed my first day at work today, and seeing the faces of children bright and happy is enough for me." Hestia giggled and patted Lacy's cheek as she sat comfortably in her dad's arms. "And Lacy here is already one of my favorite students."

"You're my favorite too, Ms. Hess!"

Hestia then looked and Sally and shook her hand. "Hello there."

"Hi." Sally replied. "My name's Sally Jackson. My son's in one of the older classes, so I don't know if you'll see him in one of them."

"Oh it's no bother, I'll be handling more than just kindergarten classes." Hestia said with her smile. "I have a lot of time on my hands."

She made sure she'd be in Annabeth's class. She promised Aphrodite and Athena that she'd keep an eye on Drake, Lacy and Annabeth for them since the Ancient Laws prevent them from doing it themselves.

Sally looked down at her son. "Percy, say hello."

"Hello!" Percy grinned up at Hestia.

Hestia was about to smile when she saw the boy's eyes and nearly jolted in shock as she recognized those eyes immediately. She composed herself quickly and smiled softly. "Hello Percy, nice to meet you." She shook the boy's hand then turned to the eldest Redgrave daughter. "And I believe this is Annabeth?"

"Yes, it is." Drake nodded.

The blonde girl needed to push from her dad and gladly walked up to the new teacher with her hand extended. "Hello Ms. Hess; it's nice to meet you." Hestia giggled and shook the girl's hand, clearly seeing Athena in her. "I really do hope you teach our class."

"Well, we don't want to keep you here all day," Drake smiled and shook the teacher's hand again. "It's very nice to meet you, Ms. Hess; we'll see you again tomorrow."

Yes, have a good day, Mr. Redgrave, Sally." Hestia smiled and winked at the children, "And I hope to see you all in class."

"Bye, bye!" cried out Lacy with a large grin. "Bye, bye Ms. Hess."

"Goodbye." Hestia watched them go before she sighed and shook her head. "Why am I not surprised Poseidon broke the oath?"

Located on 5th Avenue, Manhattan New York, overlooking the vast Central Park, were a series of high-end apartment buildings. The tallest one was right at the center; it was decorated with various Greek white statues along its outer walls and had beams of light casting colorful shades on its various pillars. And at the very top – the penthouse – lived one of the most important beings in all of existence. Without her, none of the current Olympians would even exist and mankind would likely be as it were in the Stone Age.

"Mom, I'm home!"

Mother Rhea, the mother of the older Olympians, ex-wife of Kronos, the Titan of Beauty and Motherhood, Rhea was stunningly beautiful with warm and loving eyes. She was all three of her daughters put together, with only their positive factors. As sweet and loving as Hestia, as passionate as Demeter and as beautiful as Hera. But above all, she was her children's most precious and important person; from Hades to Zeus, all of them loved their mother unconditionally.

Rhea, with her luscious blonde hair styled into an intricate braid, dressed in an elegant white dress that displayed her stunning beauty and womanly figure, stepped out to greet her daughter with a smile.

"How was your first day at work, dear?"

Hestia rolled her eyes playfully at her mother's teasing and quickly wrapped her arms around hers. "It was quite fun; all the kids are adorable and well behaved, especially little Lacy." The godly mother and daughter stepped into their living room, "I met Annabeth as well, and as you would expect, she's like a little Athena."

Rhea smiled, "I still find it funny that Aphrodite and Athena found love in the same mortal. Som what is the infamous Mr. Redgrave like?"

"He's quite handsome, so I can see how he attracted Aphrodite; Athena had told us that he's also very smart, so I assume that is what garnered her attention." Hestia said.

Rhea smirked. "A good man and a good father? Perhaps he'd be perfect for you."

Hestia rolled her eyes again and smiled at her mom. Leave it to her mother to try and set her up with a man as she had been trying to do for centuries. "Very funny, mom."

The mother and daughter sat down on their couches with Clash of the Titans playing on the TV. To Rhea, that movie was almost a comedy. Saying her eldest son used a part of his flesh to create a creature known as the Kraken certainly was an interesting concept and utterly hilarious. And if there was one thing Rhea thought should stop, it would be to stop giving past heroes bigger egos – Perseus only slayed Medusa and certainly did not kill an apocalyptic monster, that was reserved for someone else.

"Well, there is some bad news." Hestia said with a sigh.

Rhea raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"

Hestia leaned back fully on the couch and gave her mother a serious look. "I met a student today – a friend of Annabeth, I think – and he has very peculiar green eyes." Rhea sighed; she already knew what was coming next. "The same shade as Poseidon's; his name is Percy."

Rhea pinched the bridge of her nose. "Why am I not surprised? Your brothers... they never could stick to any oaths they made."

"And now there's a half-blood who can fulfil the prophecy." Hestia rubbed her temples and pursed her lips. "If Hades finds out then young Percy may end up like young Thalia."

Rhea sighed once more before she stood up and grabbed her daughter's hand. "Well, no sense mulling over it by ourselves; I made us dinner."

Not only did Hestia inherit her warm and sweet personality from her mother, she also inherited her skills in cooking. Both their food would have the same homemade taste that all children and most adults would love. All Hestia's nieces and nephews loved her food, especially Artemis and Persephone. The last time Hestia made her famous Shepherd's Pie, the two young goddesses polished off at least ten servings.

"I made your favourite today, Tia."

Hestia smiled at the sight of sweet potato mash, fresh Greek salad and crispy calamari. "Thanks mom, you're the best."

"As I've been told, but I know how to take care of my babies." Rhea chuckled as she poured two glasses of wine, "Even though you're all tens of thousands of years old, you'll always be my little babies." She sat down next to Hestia at their sixteen-seat dinner table of white marble and snapped her fingers. "And I also know how to punish my children when they've done something they shouldn't." A pale blue glow emanated from her fingers and soon formed into a trident.

Hestia filled her plate before she looked over at her mother. "You're calling him now?"

"Yep." She replied with a smirk.

It only took five seconds before a rush of water suddenly appeared in the middle of the dining room and it collected into a humanoid figure. Soon, Poseidon, Earthshaker, King of Atlantis and God of the Seas, wearing his usual Birkenstocks, khaki shorts and an brightly colored Hawaiian shirt, smiled at his mother and quickly stepped forward.

"Hey mom, how are y-AHHH!" the God of the Seas jumped back at the sight of the calamari, "You cooked my people!"

Hestia giggled in her seat and decided to not eat her calamari while her brother was here. "Sit down, little brother."

"I think I'll stand," replied Poseidon with a sheepish grin; he didn't want to be near his deep-fried people.

"Sit down."

"Yes, mother."

Rhea dipped her calamari in some tzatziki sauce and popped it in here mouth, making her son wince. She stared into his green eyes, watching in silent amusement as he started to sweat. He may be not as scared of her as Zeus, but Rhea still prided herself in her influence over him.

"W-Why did you call me here, mother?"

Rhea smiled, "Your sister met an interesting young boy today at work," she said as she continued to enjoy her calamari. "His name is Percy," Poseidon winced again, "Would you happen to know him?"

Poseidon tried to think of a quick lie, but one look from his mother made him flinch. So before long, he just sighed. "I'm sorry, mother; I didn't mean to."

Rhea raised an eyebrow. "You mean you didn't mean to sleep with a mortal and birth a child? I fail to see how you 'didn't mean to'."

Hestia stood and grabbed her plate, "Enjoy your dinner, mom and good luck, little brother."

"N-No, Hestia don't leave!" Poseidon begged. At least with Hestia around, Rhea wouldn't be as scary!

Hestia giggled and waved before she vanished in a burst of flames, teleporting back to her room. Poseidon bit his lips as he turned back to his mother, sweating profusely at the stare she gave him – it made his wife's glare look tame and cute. Honestly, he would rather fight Hera and Demeter together than face his mother.

Rhea smiled as she pushed the plate of calamari towards her second eldest son. "Go on, dear; I made you dinner."

"M-Mothe-"

"Eat!"

Poseidon closed his eyes and slowly reached for the calamari; all the while wondering what kind of punishment Zeus got for siring Thalia and Jason.

'I hope she made him eat an eagle!' The Sea God thought.

"Pizza!" Lacy chirped happily when Drake walked into the living room with a pizza box in hand, and a carrier bag in the other which held more food and juice. He put the pizza on the table with the takeaway and opened the bag, starting to take out the food.

"Mmm, that smells good, dad." Annabeth said, eyeing the pizza as she slowly opened the lid of the box, wanting to reach and take a slice but Drake gently and playfully tapped her hand with a finger.

"No touch." He told her playfully, making her pout at him. "Go sit on the couch, you two. I'll have your plates out soon."

"Okay." Annabeth and Lacy did as their dad said and sat on the couch.

"Daddy, what movie are we going to watch?" Lacy asked. Sometimes, Drake would phone a takeaway and would put a movie on afterwards.

"Be patient, my princess." Drake said with amusement as he brought out three plates and put them on the kitchen table. He opened the pizza box and carefully picked up a slice, putting it on each plate. He had gotten their favourite, which happened to be a cheese pizza.

Once he had their dinner ready, he walked over to the couch and sat between his daughters, handing them their plates, the open pizza box on the coffee table for them to grab extra slices if they are more hungry. Drake then got up to put a movie in, scrolling through the many DVDs they had. He had made sure to get rid of those that featured mother-daughter bonds, not wanting his girls to be upset or feel awkward. There was also some romantic ones which were out of the question.

His daughters were not dating until they were over 20 years old. Any boy who says otherwise to him will get their ass kicked and sent flying to China.

"Can we watch How to Train your Dragon again?"

Annabeth rolled her eyes, "Come on, we've seen that so many times!"

"So what, it's a good movie!" Lacy pointed at her sister and glared, "You've made us watch Night in the Museum a hundred times anyway!"

"Girls," said Drake sternly, giving both his girls a look. "No fighting. Now, you both have a choice right now... The Avengers or Transformers?"

And that's it for this chapter. You know, originally this was meant to feature my old Demi-Demon OC, the son of a Demon and Dragon Goddess, which in turn would make Annabeth and Lacy less mortal, but somehow the idea shifted back to doing Devil May Cry.

That's not to say I'm deleting this to do that idea.