PJO IS NOT MINE!

Hera POV

The next evening, I woke up before anyone else, so I went outside to get some fresh night air. I was walking when I heard rustling. I looked up and saw Wolf sitting in a tree with Dragon and Heartless sleeping in the branches beside him. He looked like a bear watching over its cubs.

They look like a perfect family, why can't I have one? Artemis and Apollo arguing, Hephaestus and Aphrodite ignore each other, Athena and Ares fighting. Maybe this war will bring thee together.

Wolf jumped down from his tree, and I thought I heard cracking. I couldn't be sure, that boy can play around broken bones like a walk in the park. "Can you wake the others? We should be leaving." Then he climbed the tree again and gently shook Heartless and Dragon awake. I turned and woke everyone else up.

We started walking, and I fell back to talk to Athena. "Who do you think their parents are?" Athena asked. "Well, I think Dragon is a Hermes boy, but I honestly don't know."

We walked for a few minutes in silence before she said "His personality might be warped from torture." I turned to her "Yes, but not entirely. I saw him this evening watching over Heartless and Dragon almost like a bear over its cubs. IT was quite cute."

"That's an interesting way to describe it." I heard Wolf say up ahead. "I never thought a boy that was tortured all his known life could be compared to a mother bear." He said with a laugh. Everyone looked at him oddly, but Athena asked "How did you hear that? We were all the way in the back." He looked at her and smirked.

"I used to listen to the entrance of the prison to hear my torture for that day, and my cell was at the other end of the prison." "You know what?" Hermes said. He ripped a poster from a telephone pole and asked Apollo for his pen. He gave them both to Athena and said "Make a list of all of Wolf's abilities." Heartless started laughing and warned "You're gonna need another poster then."

Wolf rolled his eyes, but otherwise ignored us as Athena scribbled on the poster. We walked for the rest of the night until we reached Tennessee and found another safe house.

Hermes POV

When we reached the next safe house, Athena was STILL writing. Wolf turned to us. "OK, I haven't slept in 4 days. I'm gonna get some rest, Heartless is in charge. Heartless, if ANYTHINGhappens, even if you don't think it's important, wake me, OK?" she nodded and he went outside, probably to find a nice tree.

"Done!" Athena exclaimed. "Yesh, how many are on there?" Apollo asked. She paused. "153" she said. "I would say he's one of mine, considering he's well rounded, but he doesn't like stealing, partying, or anything mischievous." I said.

"He's not good enough to be yours." Artemis laughed, while I pouted. "He could be one of mine. Just look at your weapons, plus, he said he has no social skills." Hephaestus suggested.

"Ne, he can't be yours, he doesn't think mechanically." Hera said. "I've never seen someone that thinks the way he does. Athena doesn't even think that open-mindedly so he can't be hers." Apollo said, making Athena fume.

"He can't be Apollo or Aphrodite because all of their children like to hit on girls, he avoids mortal women." Heartless said. "He doesn't like to pick a fight" Dragon said "So that rules Ares out." Then we all looked at each other. "B-but he can't be." Hera stuttered. "I kept close tabs on Zeus after Thalia, and Amphrotrite refused to let Poseidon out of her sight when she found out about Percy. And he definitely can't be Hades."

"You are all arguing about the big three; watch it be some minor god, like Nike." Heartless laughed. "I guess that makes more sense." Athena mused. And everyone fell asleep.

Aphrodite POV

I woke up at about noon, so I went outside to get some air. The nice afternoon breeze blew through my hair. There was a stream over a little ways with a nice rock to think on.

I sat and stared at the stream. Why didn't Wolf go soft when he first saw me? Every boy that sees e goes nuts. They usually see the hottest girl or their favorite girlfriend. They see different faces of girls they loved…That's why. Heartless said something about Kronos wiping his memory. He never fell in love so he didn't see any face in particular, just mine.

I was sitting there, thinking, when there was a growl in the forest. I pulled the sword Wolf made for me out of its sheath, even though I wasn't very good with it yet, and waited. The forest was eerily quiet; the branches swaying without a single rustle, the bushes didn't make a sound. It would be quite peaceful, if I hadn't been waiting for my death.

Suddenly, 5 hellhounds jumped out of the forest. They were huge. Twenty feet of black fur on muscles that could tear me to shreds in a matter of seconds. But the worst part was their eyes. They were red, and were full of malice. They were going to kill me, and they knew it, you could see the excitement in their eyes.

My arms shaking from the effort, I lifted the sword, but on hellhound slapped it away. I was about to scream, when I remembered, if I scream, I might give away my position to any reinforcements in the area or, even worse, give everyone else might come after me, then we would all be captured.

I closed my eyes, waiting for the searing pain of claws under my skin, the agony in the memories of that, when I heard running. "Don't touch her." I heard someone growl. Thinking it was Ares; my eyes opened, and found Hephaestus standing in front of me, sword held high.

The hellhounds charged, and he swung. The sword it air, but he was determined. They surrounded us, grinning with malice and vengeance. I knew Hephaestus couldn't stand up against so many with just a sword, but he stayed with me anyways. He was willing to protect me, even though I cheated on him, hated him even, and I was glad he still loved me after all these millennia of hurt.

There was a flash of brown and steal, and then I saw Wolf standing on the back of one hellhound. He quickly killed them all and turned to us. "I can't even get a few hours of sleep before I'm woken up by a hellhound attack." He grumbled.

"Why did you defend me?" I asked. "Because you're my wife, and I love you." Hephaestus answered. "I-I thought you hated me, that's why I dated Ares." I admitted a bit confused though. "I always loved you, but thought you thought I was ugly so you didn't love me back. That's why I always picked on you two." He said, ashamed.

"You know, I am fairly good with makeup. Perhaps we could try again." I admitted. He smiled and held out his hand. I took it without hesitation, and the three of us went back to the house.