Still in Calypso's POV…

"You know those Greek myths? About gods, goddesses, and Mt. Olympus?"

We all nodded.

"Well, it's real. Zeus, Poseidon, Athena, Hades…it's all true. The gods still exist. They're living on the 600th floor of the Empire State Building, on Mt. Olympus. They-"

"I knew it!" Zoe cried, then re-thought her statement and said, "I… didn't know it."

"So, the gods and goddesses ran around having affairs with mortals, just like in the olden days. We," Mom gestured around at all the parents. "are all children of the gods."

"Whoa." was all I could say.

"So who are your parents?" Bianca asked, displaying a rare show of enthusiasm.

"I'm a daughter of Athena. Percy's a son of Poseidon. Thalia's a daughter of Zeus. Nico's a son of Hades. Oh, yeah, the gods weren't happy about that marriage." Mom smiled.

"Yeah, like they were happy about yours." Thalia countered as Nico hugged her. "Between the four of us, I think we might have caused more fights on Olympus than any other group in history."

Mom laughed before continuing.

"Clarisse is a daughter of Ares and Chris is a son of Hermes. Grover is a satyr…half-man, half-goat. So I Pan. Juniper is a tree nymph. We all named you guys after friends of ours."

"Who are we named after?" Charles asked immediately.

"You're named after Charles Beckendorf, a good friend of mine who died while trying to kill the Titan, Kronos." Dad said.

"Whoa." Charles looked impressed.

"Calypso," Dad continued, "is named after another friend of mine who helped me live after I was blown off of a volcano." a far-away look appeared in his eyes and I noticed Mom's fist clench for a second.

"Luke is named after a young man who cared for me when I was a little girl, and killed to Titan Kronos, ultimately sacrificing himself." Mom said, and her face got red, like she was gonna cry. Now it was Dad's turn to clench his fists.

"Zoe, you're named after a Hunter of Artemis who used to be my enemy but turned out to be an amazing friend. She was murdered by her own father." Thalia said. I knew Zoe would think of her name with new respect now.

"Bianca," Uncle Nico started, his voice choking up, "You're named after your aunt, Bianca, who died trying to save Percy, Annabeth, and your mother. I loved her very much, and you look so much like her."

Bianca hugged her father, who started weeping into her shoulder.

"What about us?" Mike asked Clarisse.

"I guess your namesakes aren't as…noble…but you two were named after Michael and Ashlyn Parez, who died in the war with Kronos. They were campers in the Ares cabin." Clarisse muttered embarrassedly.

"Hey, am I named after anyone?" Pan asked.

"Of course!" Grover and Juniper exclaimed at the same time.

"Who?"

"Why, the great god Pan, Lord of the Wild!" Grover was practically screaming now. "He was a satyr, like us! He is our lord, our master, the protector of wild places! He-"

"Dad! Geez, I just wanted his job."

Grover was wheezing uncontrollably at the fact that his son did not know who Pan was.

"Calm down, man!" Dad said, clapping Grover on the back. Bianca giggled.

"Well, now we've had time to mingle." I had totally forgotten that Chiron was even there. "Now I would like to discuss what to do with the children. I'd say they were even more dangerous than a regular demigod. Especially the young di Angelo's." Zoe and Bianca looked bewildered. "Because they are both children of two Big Three demigods."

Percy's POV

Thalia looked like she was gonna cry. A tear dribbled down her cheek, glistening in the light. Nico wiped it off…such a tender movement. The Thalia burst out:

"I knew it! I told you, Nico, I told you our marriage was all a big mistake! I knew our children would be dangerous! Oh…" she moaned, burying her head in Nico's arms and crying. Zoe and Bianca looked startled.

"But, Mom…" Zoe said, "The monster came after Caly, not us."

My daughter looked frightened at her best friend's words. I hugged her and she relaxed slightly in my arms. Chiron shared a looked with Annabeth (they STILL do that!) and he cleared his throat.

"Yes, um, there is a reason for that…"

"What?" Nico asked immediately, looking for any excuse to calm Thalia.

"Magic. Many years ago, when the first Great Prophecy was made, there was another kind of prophecy."

I saw Thalia bury her face in her hands. But it didn't look like she was scared for herself and her own family any more. When she looked up, she shot a look of sympathy towards Annabeth, who's face had turned pale.

It seemed that they both knew what was going on, but sure as heck I didn't. I was relieved to see that Nico looked just as bewildered as I felt. Did my marriage with Annabeth endanger our kids? They were only fourteen…

Calypso's POV

I guess this goes without saying, but I was confused. Dad and Uncle Nico looked confused as well, but Mom and Aunt Thalia looked scared.

"Rachel!" Chiron called, and a girl stepped out of the shadows. She looked to be about sixteen, with long red hair tied back in a ponytail. She wore a tie-dyed T-shirt and paint-splattered sweat pants with numerous little holes and tears. But she let out a peculiar aura, as if she were old and fragile, even though she looked like a young, fun teenager.

"Yes, Chiron?"

Her voice sounded like a teenager's, but it echoed in my head and rang with the sound of something older than life.

"The Generational Prophecy, if you please."

Rachel lifted her hands to the heavens.

"Oh, spirit of Delphi. I ask for the Generational Prophecy. The time has come."

Her left hand turned old and withered and she let it fall to her side, leaving her right hand suspended in the air. With a clap of thunder, her left hand was enveloped in a cloud of billowing dust. When the rubble cleared, her hand had turned normal and was clutching a scroll the size of my palm.

It was only about 4 inches long, but it let off feelings of power, love, and sadness. I dreaded the moment it was opened, but also wanted it open more than anything. The only fact that my twisted mind agreed with itself on was this: the scroll was pure evil, no matter what the words inscribed on it said.

Rachel opened the scroll slowly and dramatically. The entire room caught it's breath as she began to read:

"Two demigods of enemy beings

Shall fall in love without foreseeing,

Have children they, and to the mother's woe

More dangerous than anyone shall ever know."

The room was silent.

A deadly silence.

And Rachel passed out on the floor.