With the helm of invisibility, Hades managed to sneak into the Titans' headquarters and destroy most of their weapons, with Zeus and Poseidon following close behind, finishing off the enemies. The new leader of the Titans, Atlas, was quickly disposed of, to have the job of holding up the sky for the rest of eternity.
During the last days of the War, the three managed to break into Cronus' office. Cronus was not startled- he was expecting his sons to come sooner or later.
"So you boys are finally here," Cronus laughed, feeling for his sickle. He felt only cloth where his weapon should have been, and whirling around, saw his sickle floating away from him, way out of his reach. Cronus was not prepared for Hades and his helm.
"Come on and fight, old man!" Poseidon hollered, fiercely brandishing his trident. Cronus only looked at him and laughed.
"I remember you, boy; you were the one who was supposed to overthrow me!"
"What crap are you saying, old man?" Poseidon growled. "Come on-"
"HYAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"
The spiky-haired god let out a wild war cry as he pounced upon Cronus, beating him down with his lightning bolt. Cronus looked up, not at Zeus (who was tying him down) but at Poseidon, still standing there, holding his trident out in the same position and looking and feeling very stupid.
"I said, you were the one who was supposed to overthrow me!" Cronus laughed again, pointing a witchy finger at his second son. "The Fates stated as soon as my first son was born, one of the next would overthrow me, but since I swallowed you, my sneaky wife Rhea defied the prophecy and made Zeus! Zeus was not supposed to be the savior of the gods; it was supposed to be you!"
"Don't listening to him, Poseidon!" the still-invisible Hades called from the back of the room. "He speaks only lies!"
But the words had sunk in. Poseidon stared at the now-unconscious Cronus, terror and confusion mixed in his pale green eyes. But that moment was only temporary as Rhea and her daughters raced into the room.
"We took care of the last Titans!" Hera cried, hugging Zeus so tightly he choked. "They're going to Tartarus, right? Right?"
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You all know the rest. Cronus and his cronies sent to Tartarus, the three brothers play rock-paper-scissors over the three realms, and Zeus becomes almighty-supreme-awesome-dictator-king-emperor-person. And of course, Poseidon is pretty furious, and Hades could care less.
And that's how it's been to this day.
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Author's Note: I admit it, I got lazy at the very end.
Please review so any future stories I write will be better than this crap! ^_^;