A/N: I Own Nothing
ARTEMIS
When Perseus yelled, amazingly we all stopped and looked at him. Father looked up from glaring at Heras throne to smile warmly at his nephew. I could see the relief on Perseus face when he saw father smile.
'Thank you now i am sorry but control yourselves I have just climbed out of Tartarus been dumped, and defeated Gaia Ive had a hard day.'
and we all listened.
Bacchus woke, and changed into the useless Dionosyus and Orcus changed back into Hades. Vulan however, was more childish in his roman form, Minerva still flickered and Father didn't change but that was on account of the roman son that stood proudly at Perseus left.
Apparently the roman son had other ideas.
My half-brother glared at father with the same venom I have seen in Thalia. Normally when she gets like this on the hunt, the other hunters take a few steps in the other direction due to the electricity quite literally at her fingertips. The boy stepped forward 'Father change please. We need the whole Olympian council . Especially its king.' We all raised an eyebrow at the now stunned king of the gods. 'But - you - are ro-man!' father eleqountely yelled.
My half brother rolled his eyes ' Now father.'
Father changed, grumbling all the while. When he changed back to Zeus, he grinned at the boy. 'Thank you Jason, son of Jupiter . He was getting quite annoying.' Jason nodded and stepped back behind Perseus but still at his left.
'Dad that means you aswell y'know?'
A small latino boy stepped around the three and glared at Vulan still burning Aphrodites dress. To our amusement, the mighty god of fire and forges pouted at the boy. 'But its fun' he retorted childishly. Father rolled his eyes at another sons complete idiocy. He fingered his master bolt, but the apparent son of vulan beat him to it. Vulcan yelped as a ball of fire caught him in the chest. Looking at his son approvingly, he turned into the much sterner Hepheatus, one of my less despicable brothers. The boy nodded to Perseus and disappeared in shadow. the son of Hades eyes were glowing.
A girl with kaldiscope eyes looked scathingly at Aphrodite who was frantically batting at the flames in her clothes. How she is techinaclly my aunt, is beyond me. ' mother please stop your giving your children a bad reputation.' Hepheatus raised an eyebrow at his wife, who glared at her daughter while waving a hand over her clothes mending them instantly.
We all turned back to Perseus as he cleared his throat.
'It occurs to me you need a queen.'