Wow, this story got reviews fast! Well, since so many people are wanting an update, I'll try to accommodate. So here we go, the second installment of Earth, Sea, and Sky: the Eternal Night!

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Throne Room of Olympus

Hestia sat in her throne, waiting for the "opportune moment." She soon got the green light in her head. She thrusted her hands towards the grand brazier in the middle of the golden throne room. The flame erupted to the ceiling, her way of calling the Olympian counsel. Soon after the flame died down flashes lit up the room as the 13 other deities appeared in their respective thrones. Zeus showed up last, grumbling in annoyance at being suddenly summoned. "What is it Hestia? I'd rather not be here longer than necessary." Zeus grumbled.

"Well, it has to do with the new prophecy, my king, so I'd suggest you listen." Hestia glared at her youngest sibling. Zeus looked like he was about to protest but was stopped by the prongs of a trident being casually placed on his sternum. Zeus was dumb, but he was smart enough to know not to mess with the owner of the powerful fishing spear. Hestia smiled at Poseidon for the help. He didn't help with the overthrowing of Percy and the others but he didn't try to stop it either, so he was currently in an odd zone with Hestia. "Considering the severity of the new prophecy, I thought it appropriate to acquire some help."

There were some grumbles throughout the room. Ares was the first to speak. "Why get help so early? We don't even know when the prophecy is supposed to pass."

"Have you not sensed the increase in monster activity? I know we just defeated Gaea and her army but this enemy cares not for the smaller grunts, they are only trying to revive the strongest monsters in the shortest time, hopping to overpower, not outnumber like the earth mother did." Athena said, trying to help defend Hestia's point. "The enemy is moving now. If we aren't ready, we will be defeated. And we can't just have our kids fighting for us this time, either, we need to join the fight ourselves. I say help would be greatly appreciated."

Poseidon nodded in agreement, "Don't you think help would be great, little brother?" Poseidon said as he moved his trident closer to Zeus' throat. Zeus swallowed and tried avoiding the spear prongs. He nodded and forced a smile onto his face. "O-of course, sister! W-who did you have in mind?"

Hestia smiled an evil smile, "Well, they're just some old friends but I thought I would reintroduce them. First one goes by many names, King of Tempests, Lord of Maelstroms, Trident of the Sea!" that last one really caught Poseidon's attention, not many people bore the same mark as he. "He is the Titan of loyalty, justice, power, storms, and the sea." As Hestia talked, under the radar of the Olympians including Poseidon, the room began to slowly fill with water until it was about an inch from everyone's toes.

Poseidon was now able to guess who it was, and considering the look on Hades' face, he was too. Zeus was a little slow on the uptake though. "His name is Perseus, the first King of Olympus!" at that, water erupted into a geyser surprising everyone. Clouds grew thick on the ceiling and strong winds began blowing, making it hard to breath. Rain came down in sheets and lightning struck the still gushing tower of water. The only one not affected was Hestia. After an agonizing 20 seconds, the rain instantly stopped as the clouds disappeared and the wall of water came crashing down on top of everyone.

Aphrodite instantly flipped the fuck out. Saying things like, "My hair is ruined!" and "I'll never get this dress cleaned!" everyone was just shocked and sat there soaked as Aphrodite continued to wail. "ENOUGH!" Zeus thundered at Aphrodite. She quieted herself but still continued to sob. "WHO DARES INTERRUPT THIS MEETING!?"

Despite the weather leaving, a bank of fog hung in the middle of the room. From it, a deep yet humorless laugh emitted. "Really, Zeus? Didn't you listen to my introduction? I AM PERSEUS!" he yelled as the fog erupted in all directions, fleeing from the center of the room as it left a man standing in its place. He wore Victorian style clothes. A tux jacket with long tails, a deep sea green, satin vest with a pocket watch in one pocket and a black handkerchief in the other. He wore a black undershirt with the top 2 buttons undone, black slacks and dress shoes. He held a cane in his right hand. He tapped his cane twice and it expanded into a sleek, black trident that stood a foot over his head.

He walked forward, growing from the normal mortal size he was to the full height of a 20 foot titan that towered over the 15 foot gods. As he did this he said, "I am the Perseus that you stabbed in the back, that you literally threw of Olympus, and that you dethroned just so that you could have power. Now here you come, begging for our power to save your asses." He rose his trident and leveled it with Zeus' chest. "Be very wary whom you yell at, king."

Zeus sat flabbergasted. He was speechless, and utterly terrified of the being in front of him. But he soon got his bearings and stood up, grabbing his master bolt and flung it at the Titan who had turned his back to walk back to where he had started. There was a great explosion and Zeus thought he had one but when more clouds began to form and the barometric pressure in the room dropped so suddenly it rang ears, he knew something was wrong.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce our next guest. He likes to talk walks on the beach, write poetry, watch the stars, summon tornadoes, and devastate the land with lightning storms. His name is JASON! Titan of oaths, strength, land based storms, lighting, and the sky in general. Now kneel before the true king of the skies!" The clouds grew bigger as tornadoes and lightning sprung from it and random like a super deadly jack-in-the-box. Lightning struck anything that was metal and superheated it. Poseidon had to drop his trident before it was struck.

Zeus, being the egotistical jackass he was, tried to absorb the lightning into his own master bolt but it soon reached its limits and exploded, sending Zeus back into his throne. Jason chuckled from within the clouds, "Got to love Hestia's introductions. I see you still haven't learned how to use your power, eh, Zeus?" the clouds and lightning exploded like the fog did, in every direction, leaving Jason and Percy standing in the middle.

Jason wore his king armor. A sleek suit of full plate armor that resembled Greek armor. It was a sky blue with a cape made of condensed clouds and lightning. It had lightning bolts etched into the front of it, much like Thor's armor from the Avengers. He carried his helmet under his left arm. A Trojan style helmet, with a lightning yellow plume. Around the base of the helmet, just above the eye spaces was a golden crown with electric blue jewels embedded into it. In his right hand was a large broadsword. The blade was tinted a light grayish blue with 2 lightning bolts also etched into the blade, much like the bolts on the front of his armor. He hilt was sky blue and the guard and pommel were both steel silver. It crackled and surged with leftover power from his display. As he went to sheath it on his back, the clouds forming his cape condensed further until a part of his cape formed a sheath.

"Nice of you to join me, brother." Percy said with a smile as he clasped Jason's forearm in a very Renaissance fashion. "Always! It's good to put your pupil in his place every once in a while." Jason smiled back.

"HOW DARE YOU! YOU DESTROYED MY MASTER BOLT! OLYMPIANS, ATTACK!" Zeus bellowed as he picked himself up, but no one seemed eager to attack as he ordered. Zeus looked around bewildered, as if he wasn't expecting people to not do as he said. "Didn't you hear me? I said ATTACK!"

"We heard you, father, but I'm not willing to rub elbows for something I wasn't even alive for." Apollo said as he sat back in his golden throne. Zeus grew red in the face at his son.

"I'll do it father! Always looking forward to a fight." Ares said with a smug look in his face as he drew a sword larger than his body out of a sheath on the back of his Game of Thrones style throne.

Both Percy and Jason looked Ares up and down as he got ready to charge. They just ignored him, going back to their conversation, that just down right angered the war god. "Don't look down on me or I will cut you down!" Ares yelled. He was again ignored.

He bellowed and ran straight at the 2 and swung a very wide sideways strike at their necks. However, before the blade even got within a foot of the 2 titans, a shard of black obsidian shot from the ground, stopping the strike entirely. Ares stood there confused as he tried to push his blade through the volcanic glass. Hestia smiled as the shadows in room grew larger.

"May I introduce our last contender. He is often described as a being so dark that the shadows themselves hide from his sight. He bends rock and souls to his will. I give you the living nightmare himself, NICO! Titan of emotion, self preservation, sacrifice, earth, shadows, and Hell!"

All of the lights in the room were snuffed out as the shadows raced forward and cast the whole room in an endless darkness. The whole mountain top shook as an earthquake hit, cracking the marble floor allowing a fiery light to penetrate the darkness. As the crack got wider, fiery hands of skeletal bone shot forward from crevice and clawed at the surrounding area. The wails of pain and agony were enough to leave a mortal with permanent mental scars. A being stepped out of the crack, he was veiled in shadow and was unable to be seen. As soon as his foot left the crevice, it snapped shut casting eternal darkness on the room once more. Though the crack was shut, the screams of torture continued as did the shaking. But as fast as it came, it left. The lights returned to reveal some very scared gods and one Titan sitting in a throne of bone in front of where Percy and Jason were standing. His hands were folded in front of his mouth, as his right leg was crossed over his left knee.

He wore a black business suit with a blood red under shirt and a black tie. He had a silver, skull shaped ring on his left hand and a black watch with a gold face on his right wrist. He had on black khaki pants and black dress shoes. His pale face was blank, but his black, sullen eyes spoke volumes of pain and suffering as he stared directly into the flaming eyes of Ares, who hadn't moved the whole time due to absolute fear. "Go clean yourself, Ares, you smell of shit." Nico said in a very monotonous voice.

Jason and Percy laughed at Ares as he finally had enough confidence to flash out and change into fresher clothes.

Percy walked forward and put his hand on Nico's shoulder. "Nice entrance brother, I can't believe that they all acted as predicted! Our plan went perfectly!" Nico smiled as he stood up and clasped hands with Percy and Jason in the same Renaissance fashion. "That it did, brother, that it did." Nico said with a little more emotion in his voice.

All three brothers turned to look at the still scared shitless Olympians. "But I think you may have broke them." Jason said with a chuckle.

Nico snapped his fingers. "Oh yeah! I forgot, I should probably help." He clapped his hands once and the remaining shadows exploded outward in a now similar style. As the shadow passed over everyone present they blinked and regained their sanity. "I'm impressed, Hades. I had to work a little harder than usual to get you to lose it. Did I hear a very feminine squeal from your direction?" Nico said with a small smile as looked in the direction of the current lord of the underworld. Hades narrowed his eyes but said nothing.

"Where's your weapon?"

Nico had a surprised look on his face as turned to the source of the voice. "Come again?" He asked Athena. She looked disheveled from the show but otherwise fine.

"Your weapon, what is it? The other 2 have one weapon of power, where and what is it" She asked straight forward with all the confidence in the world as her gray eyes bore into the sullen obsidian eyes.

Nico turned and took several steps towards Athena. Though she didn't try to show it, she grew scared as the titan approached her to where he stood a mere couple feet from her throne. "My weapon? You wish to know what firm it takes?" Nico asked the goddess ash he put his hands in his pockets. Athena nodded yes.

Nico laughed little bit. "You're bold, young one." Athena blushed at the comment. "But to be honest, my weapon has many forms, as shadows take many forms but if I were to choose one it would be this." He said as he twisted the ring on his finger. A scythe a head taller than him spring from the ring. It was comprised of pure shadow and left a trail of darkness when it moved. Just a mass of condensed blackness in the shape a scythe.

"This is the one I prefer, but like I said, it can take many forms." He said as his scythe morphed into a sword, then a knife, then finally a bow and a quiver of arrows. "Theirs could change too if they wanted." Nico gestured towards Percy and Jason who waved back. Athena kept staring at the shadow weapon in wonder. Nico noticed and gave a small smile, he changed his weapon back into a scythe and, surprisingly, handed it to Athena.

"Here, examine it all you want." Athena also looked shocked at the offer but took the weapon anyway. Nico left to stand next to his brothers, waving the throne away as he passed it. Athena was even further surprised to find the weapon warm to the touch and that it had a solid middle, like a metal pole covered in fog machine smoke. But just by thinking about it, the scythe slowly turned into a knife. Athena giggled like a little girl in a candy store.

As Athena sat tinkering with the shadow weapon, the meeting continued as planned. "Hestia, how dare you bring these three here! You know they are banished from this place." Zeus said as he pounded his fist on the arm of his throne.

"Ok, back up! Who are you guys? Because this apparently happened before I was born so who are you?" Artemis asked before Hestia could reply.

"Ah! Good question! I assumed Zeus would never tell the real story of how he became king." Percy said, turning to look at Artemis. "So let's all have a seat." He snapped his fingers and three lazy boy chairs appeared behind the three. They sat and as if practiced, flung the chair's foot rest forward at the same time. "Now, where to begin?"

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And that is where we will end this time. I was really conflicted on whether or not to end it there or continue but I really didn't want to go over 5 pages so… yeah, until next time! Cao!