Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. As for this fanfiction, I think The Wanted said it best: "I'm glad you came."
The gods… The very thought of them makes me want to quake. How could they? How could they take my children, their brothers and sister, and toss them into Tartarus? The families in Tyler Perry movies are less dysfunctional!
Then they have the nerve to fight their poor grandmother (among other titles) just because she wants to regain some of the control over herself. After all, I'm Mother Earth. They walk on my ground every day and only pay attention to me when I start to waken. I'm not a child; I do not need to be kept asleep.
But the caring side of Mother Earth is gone; only hate is left. I will destroy the gods and everyone who they call "friend".
Ooh, she's angry! Momma's gonna take care of business! Or is she...? We'll just have to wait five more months for the next book.