It took about a week for all of their plans to come to fruition. Triton and Tyson had apprehended the sea witch with much difficulty, but the brothers prevailed. Though Hermes had delivered the message to Chiron, it turned out Trent had gone on a 'training' trip with his father and would not return until later in the week. This gave the others time to figure out how to restrain Poseidon and the fake hero.

So it was with much anticipation that the gods gathered in the main throne room, Hades included now that he had his own throne. Amphitrite, Triton and Tyson waited in one of the alcoves for the time to move. The only one blissfully unaware of the plan was Poseidon, who lounged in his throne in his usual Hawaiian shirt and khaki shorts. He did not even seem to notice that Ares and Hephaestus had taken seats closer to him, instead of their usual places.

All eyes turned to the doors as they were thrown back allowing the small 'demi-god' to strut towards the center of the room. He looked a great deal like Poseidon, with dark hair and greenish eyes. However, now that the majority knew this child was indeed not the scion of Poseidon they noted he didn't share the same features all of his siblings did. One would argue he looked more like his mother, yet all of Poseidon's children had similar noses, cheekbones and a dozen other small features that proved the sea god's paternity.

Apollo watched Poseidon carefully, noting the slight change in his power as Trent entered the room. There was also a slightly glossy look to his eyes most would never notice if they did not look close enough. Shifting slightly he subtly signaled the others what they all feared. Poseidon was under an enchantment.

"So what grand quest do you have for me," Trent demanded haughtily. "I'm a busy guy so I hope it is important."

A sense of annoyance rippled through the room, once more only Poseidon remained oblivious to it.

"You have been called forth for an inquiry," Zeus stated in his most intimidating tone. Quicker than the eye could see a bolt of lightning struck the 'boy' knocking him back.

Several things happened immediately.

Poseidon grabbed his triton to attack his brother.

Ares and Hephaestus tackled their uncle to the floor strapping him in Hephaestian irons to block his powers.

Artemis and Athena did the same to an unconscious Trent, who had little to no damage done to him. Hades stood with them scanning the boy's soul, only to find a clear lack.

Apollo came over to Poseidon, using his healing powers to try and break the spell on him. His task made more difficult by his uncle's thrashing.

The rest waited patiently in case they were needed.

Finally Apollo was able to break the magic's hold over his uncle, though it took help from Zeus and Hades to do so. Whatever the witch had used was powerful, too powerful for her to have made it on her own. The others stood in tense silence ever watchful of the downed sea god.

A loud groan echoed through the room. "Why do I feel like I got slammed into by a whale?"

"That is what happens when one gets bewitched," Hades informed him wryly, enjoying the knowledge he would have this blackmail material for years.

"Bewitched? What are you talking about?" Poseidon managed to sit up once his nephews moved away from him only to blink in confusion at the irons clasped tightly to his wrists and feet. "Why am I in chains?"

"It was necessary to restrain you to remove the spell." This time it was Zeus who spoke, his own eyes gleaming with amusement.

"Well clearly it is gone, so take them off," the other grit out irritably. He hated not knowing what was going on, especially when his brothers had the answers.

"I think it is best we wait until you hear everything that has transpired," Hera advised him gently, motioning for Ares and Hephaestus to help their uncle to his seat. "We do have an inquiry to perform."

"Indeed," Zeus agreed turning to his daughters. "Is the prisoner able to speak?"

"He will be in a moment. I suggest we call the others in while we wait," Athena stated primly. At Zeus' approving nod she left to gather the others.

"What inquiry and who is that," Poseidon asked, trying to stave off the headache he now suffered.

"You will find out, and this is your 'son', Trent," Hades drawled lazily.

"What? I don't have a son named Trent," he denied. "The last child born to me was Tyson and the last demi-god child I sired was Percia…" He trailed off when he saw Athena leading in his wife and his two sons. "What is going on? Triton, why do you look so unwell?"

The members of his family shared looks before his eldest son turned to him. "Father, you know without my mate I will fade…"

"Yes, but the oracle said I had time to find a way to get her back for you," he declared to the surprise of all around. "I couldn't just yet because of the wars, but now that it is over I have the time to look for a way to find her and bring her back…"

"Husband," Amphitrite interrupted gently. "How long ago was Gaea defeated?"

"Why do you ask me this? It was but a few months ago, you know that." He paused when all of the gods passed looks around, a great sense of unease welling inside of him. Having enough of their mysterious demeanors he pulled himself up and gave a command no one would refuse. "Explain."

The more of the story he learned the angrier he became. Rage swirled inside of him much like the seas during a storm. Even with the Hephaestian iron in place his power was pushing to explode and destroy those that had harmed his family and realm. They had taken him away from his people, tricked him into ignoring his children, and dared to threaten those he loved with pain and death. They would know his wrath.

The sea witch was but the first to feel it when she was dragged in. It did not take long to find out she was really working for a servant of Oceanus, who was using Urchin to do the dirty work, as they had anticipated. She had also been the one to 'create' Trent and be-spell Poseidon so his sole focus went to the boy and he ignored all else to allow Urchin the ability to start making moves against Triton.

For this transgression they had Hecate come and strip the sea witch of her magic in the most painful way possible. Only then did Zeus free Poseidon, allowing him to end the witch's life and send her soul to Tartarus where Hades would make sure she suffered eternally.

Tremors shook his frame as he glared down on the charred remains of the witch and the 'thing' she had used to be his son. Nearly two years of his life, the lives of his family, had been lost to him due to this plot. His heir was fading, his other daughters were floundering without his supervision and protection, Tyson was struggling to be strong and his dear Percia was in another world trying to do what should be his job as a parent. The only good thing that had occurred was his wife and son finally accepting his half-blood children as family, something he had always longed for.

"It appears there is someone I need to deal with in my kingdom," he stated slowly barely suppressing the fury in his voice. "If the council will excuse me?"

"Of course brother," Zeus agreed. "If you wish for help, let us know. Despite our differences, none of us take kindly to those who harm family. You will have the whole support of Olympus."

Nodding his head in thanks he turned to his family, raising his arm for Amphitrite to take. "My Lady. Boys. I do believe it is time we return home and show our enemies why they would do well not to harm our family."

After the four flashed out Zeus turned to the others. "Apollo, I believe you should go to the camp and check on the children. We do not know if the witch used her magic there through that creature she created. Everyone else, remain vigilant. As Poseidon rightfully said, no one harms our family."