Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson & the Olympians, Heroes of Olympus, or any other franchise in the Riordanverse. I do not own any of the characters from the Riordanverse or Greek Mythology. All bolded text is from the book and I do not own that either. I just own my writing and some of the reactions.

Please don't take down my story.


It was an ordinary winter solstice meeting. Poseidon and Zeus were yelling about natural disasters. Demeter was ranting at anyone who would listen about cereal, before going back to screaming Hades' ear off about kidnapping her daughter. Athena was trying to lecture Dionysus and Hermes but was failing miserably when they merely kept drinking. Artemis was chewing Apollo out for flirting with her hunters again. Hera was grumbling to Aphrodite about her failing marriage and Aphrodite was loving it. Hephaestus and Ares were in an argument about who Aphrodite really loves. Hestia sighed sadly at her family, but kept tending to the hearth. The demigods visiting looked sick that these were their parents, one was smirking victoriously (he knew they were not to be trusted, now how to get the bolt and helm...?).

In a flash, two teenagers appeared on the ground.

One had sea-swept dark hair that went to his neck. He looked about college age. His eyes were a shining sea-green with a light of trouble-maker in his eyes. His skin was smooth and tan but was littered with scars, new and old. He was wearing a Camp Half-Blood t-shirt with eight camp beads on his string, which is more than most demigods have ever seen. Chiron frowned, he had no recollection of ever teaching this student.

The other was much more familiar to the groups. She looked to be the same age as the other one. She had curled blonde hair tight back tightly in a pony-tail. Her eyes were grey, sharp, and calculating. Her skin was soft with a timeless California tan. She had less scars than the other guy, but there was still lots of pale scars that stood out against her skin. She had more camp beads than anyone had ever seen, thirteen. She looked nearly identical to one daughter of Athena.

"WHO DARES INTURRUPT OUR MEETING?!" boomed Zeus. To everyone's surprise, intruder just made a face. Annabeth's clone seemed to be fighting a smile.

"Jeez drama-king. Tone it down. I don't want to go deaf." He grumbled. Poseidon let out a shocked laugh. Hermes and Apollo looked at the guy in awe. Hades' face didn't change but his eyes glinted in amusement. Most of the goddesses frowned in disapproval. Zeus went red and grabbed his lightning bolt to try and strike him down.

"Seaweed brain." shushed Annabeth's-clone with a fond smile. She turned to Zeus who was getting ready to strike. "Did you not summon us here, my lord?"

"Well I don't know who you are, how could I have summoned you?" asked Zeus snappishly.

"Woah calm down Jamal." The male intruder muttered. "Don't pull out the nine." Annabeth's-clone was definitely fighting laughter at that. Zeus was slowly growing purple. Annabeth's-clone looked around the throne room in confusion, her eyes landing on Annabeth and Luke before she sucked in a breath.

Artemis rolled her eyes. "Let the intruders talk father, then we can decide what to do with them."

The male intruder immediately looked to Annabeth's-clone. She frowned at him. "Your the brain-kid!" The male intruder told her. Annabeth's-clone sighed in annoyance, muttered some kind of expletive, but agreed.

"I am Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena. I think we are in the past." That got some wide-eyed stares.

"Wait what?" The male intruder(-time traveller?) stared at her. "Why wasn't I told about this?"

"Look!" Future-Annabeth pointed in the direction of Luke and past-Annabeth who were mimicking gold-fish. The male time-traveller stared at them for a long minute before sighing heavily.

"Great. Just great." He mumbled, rubbing his face tiredly. "Do we not get one break?!"

"No." agreed a voice. Eyes swivelled to see three demon grandmothers holding multi-coloured yarn staring at the two time-traveller hungrily. The fates. The gods and demigods alike stared in horror.

"Annabeth Chase and Perseus Jackson," began Clotho

"The two who link us all." agreed Atropos.

"They are the key to the future." hissed Lachesis. "You shall read these books," She told the whole throne room.

"Learn from your mistakes," Atropos zeroed in to Luke who shifted uncomfortably before doing the same to the gods.

"Change the horrors that come to your children." Clotho told the gods who were too dumbstruck to say anything.

"But beware, for no gift comes without a price." Atropos cried.

"Beware, beware." The other two hissed.

And in a flash, the three were gone. In their stead was ten books.

"We should begin reading." suggested Athena.

Zeus frowned. "We cannot just skip a Winter Solstice meeting!" He insisted.

"Peace, brother. We never do anything in these meetings anyway. I, for one, would like to know what their about." cut in Poseidon.

"We can't ignore a summoning from the fates." argued Artemis. She turned to Apollo, who had his his eyes shut in concentration. "Brother?"

"Hush." murmured Apollo. He opened his eyes slowly. "The prophecy. It's...gone."

"Gone?!" yelled most of the gods.

"Apollo, what do you mean 'gone'?" asked Hermes with barely contained emotions.

But Apollo wasn't listening. He shrank down to human form and walked quickly to future-Annabeth and Perseus. "What did you do?!" He demanded.

The two time-traveller exchanged glances. "It's probably my fault." interrupted Perseus.

"How so?"

Perseus grinned wickedly. "Spoilers."

Future-Annabeth gestured to the books. "We should read them, if that's what the fates want."

Hestia, who had been studying the pair with much vigour, smiled at them and summoned a sofa for them to sit on, an act they thanked her for, much to her delight.

Zeus picked up the book tentatively. "Fine. We shall read these...books. Then we shall decide what to do with the prophecy and the time-travellers."

"You'd think it was his idea." stage-whispered Hermes. Apollo snickered softly. The gods decided to let go of the prophecy-conundrum for now and relaxed into their thrones.

Zeus read out the title. "Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief."

Percy immediately made a face. "Our first quest." He nudged future-Annabeth who smiled at him. Luke, who had realised exactly what that meant, paled considerably. In that timeline he achieved his goal, but the fates said it could be changed. All Luke knew was that he was lightning-crisp.

Zeus turned the book over and read out the blurb. "Look I didn't want to be Half-Blooded. I never asked to be the son of a Greek God. I was just a normal kid, going to school, playing basketball, skateboarding. The usual. Until I accidently vaporised my maths teacher." Incredulous eyes stared at Percy for a long minute. He grinned sheepishly. "That's when things really started going wrong."

"Understatement." Percy grumbled.

"Now I spend my time fighting with swords, battling monsters with my friends and generally trying to stay alive."

"Sounds interesting." Travis sat up.

"A book? Have you ever picked up one?" Katie rolled her eyes. Percy hid his grin, so oblivious. Well not like he could talk.

"Brother! You betrayed me!" cried Connor in mock-sadness. He slumped over, as if dying. Travis and Hermes snickered. Demeter and Katie rolled their eyes.

"Can I start reading now?" asked Zeus in annoyance. Really, he didn't even want to read and everyone was interrupting him. The Stolls seemed to realise who they were talking to and shut up immediately.

Percy grinned and put his arm around Annabeth.

Whatever was happening, it was gonna be a show.