Hi everyone! I hope you're all doing great! I am, although there's always room for improvement. Thanks for all the reviews I got last chapter! It makes me so happy to see that people like this story! I think that people should be told what story I'm probably going to write next. It's fair, but only for those people that read my ANs. Okay, so as of right now, the story I'm going to write next is, with 18 votes (27% of all votes), a new idea I believe I made up! I'm not going to give away too much, but I think I'm going to call it Frozen Body, Unmoveable Heart or something like that. Following the pattern of all my stories, it's going to feature Percy. It'll have no connection to any of my other stories. Not sure yet what the pairing is going to be, but it'll have a pairing. It needs to. It's going to be rated T, that's a definite. Other than that, not going to give too much away, unless asked. No summary is available at this time. Sorry. ;) If you want to make sure that story gets picked, or you want to read something else, vote! My poll is still up! I own nothing except my own weird ideas, and quite possibly this plot line. ;) But hey, you should just enjoy this whether I own anything or not! :)

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Thalia's POV (we'll hear from her daddy in this. I can't wait! Oh, and this chapter had about 700 more words than I usually have in a chapter. LONG chapter!)

The throne room doors closed. Silence enveloped us all. I noticed that the four immortals that had spoken to Percy were smiling. Poseidon didn't try to hide it, nor did Hecate. Hades wasn't really smiling; it was more like a twitch of his lips. Hera was smiling, but had lifted a hand up to her mouth in a poor attempt to cover it up.

Suddenly, I realized I was still standing up. The only one. So I did the only smart thing to do in that situation to draw as little attention to myself as possible.

"What the heck?! Who are you people?! AND WHERE IS MY COUSIN?!" I screamed, stomping my foot for emphasis. Internally, I sighed relieved. I just avoided a disaster of embarrassment. All thanks to my brilliant plan.

The six men looked at each other, all but one smirking and smiling. One of them, the last one in that was the exact same as the first, spoke up. "Technically, we're all your cousins. But I suspect that you're looking for one of us in particular." The smirk on his face grew. "And, the answer to your other questions. I'm not sure to answer the question 'what the heck?!' but I do know how to answer the second one. We are, in blood and spirit, brothers. Sons of Poseidon, technically. All seven of us. Only six of us are here, because the seventh said he wanted to silently plot all of your painful and bloody deaths!" He laughed, showing off white teeth. He sounded like a maniac, much like his brother.

"WHERE IS PERCY?!" I yelled, not liking this guy's attitude. He's a jerk.

Either that, or he's crazy. If he's crazy, i take that back. I don't want him going nuts and stalking me.

None of the weirdos got the chance to answer my next question. Dad had turned to Poseidon. "Six more children? Seven, considering one of them might not be Perseus."

"No, Perseus isn't here. He got taken away for plotting everyone's deaths," one of the brothers said. Zeus turned to glare at his brother. "But Percy is still here. He's in our ranks," someone added.

MI perked up. Percy was there? But which one was he...? And anyways, who are these people and why haven't I met them before? What did they have to do with Percy's wish?

I didnt ask these questions, because Dad was still going strong. And nobody wants to get in the way of that.

So I listened in instead.

"Six more children. Six. I admit it, I was a bit furious when you had Percy, but then when he proved a worthy hero, my feelings soothed. But six more children? And they all look to be the same age! How could you Poseidon? Where have you been hiding these brats?"

"Lord Zeus," one of the boys interrupted, "if I may." He didn't wait to get the okay before speaking. "Technically, Dad didn't have seven kids all at around the same time. He had one kid. It's kind of complicated."

Athena joined the conversation. "It might be easier to explain if you reveal your identities."

All six of the boys looked at each other, then at Athena and Zeus. "Naw," the answered in unison.

"The time will come, but not yet," the second boy, the one in the hoodie, predicted.

Dad didn't like that. His face grew even more red, and he stood up. Finally, I'm not the only one! Trendsetter. I'd put a hashtag, but then i wouldn't be trendy anymore.

"TELL US YOUR IDENTITIES!" he boomed, causing the ground to rumble. The six males didn't even move.

The first one that walked in sighed. "Fine Drama Queen. You're causing a scene, so I'll be responsible and reveal our faces before you zap some innocent mortals. Or will you just do that anyways?" He made a pouty face, mocking Zeus even more.

Zeus inhaled indignantly, turning a deep shade of purple. Still, he remarkably swallowed a small sliver of pride, and spoke (abet in a voice wavering with fury), "I will stop making a scene once you reveal your identities."

"That's better!" The brothers clapped slowly in a sarcastic manor, making Zeus swell up even more. "Who wants to go first?"

"I will!" The kid with the large biceps stepped forwards. He took off his hat to reveal lighter hair, more brown than black. The glasses fell off next, showing a pair of eyes that looked like the color of grass in a meadow.

"And who the heck are you?" Apollo asked.

The kid puffed up, showing off his muscles. "I'm Alexander. But all the pretty ladies can call me Alex. Or, if the ladies want, I also go by Alexander the Great."

Aphrodite looked faint, and so did many minor goddesses that happened to be in the room. A few stray nymphs put hands to their foreheads, in a mock-swoon. Ares nodded at this guy, grudging admiration in his eyes. Of course, Ares would admire this guy.

Zeus nodded, sitting back down on his throne. "Next?"

"Ill go." The kid with the swagger stepped forward as Alexander (just Alexander) stepped back. The fedora revealed perfectly styled a unique shade of dark brown hair, to light to be black, but too dark to be brown. With a flourish of his hand, the glasses were ripped off, displaying dazzling eyes. Not quite green, but too green to be exactly blue. They looked the like sky at the edges of a hurricane's eye.

"Sup," he greeted with a nod of his head. "My name's Jake. I think Ms. Chase recognizes me a bit. I mean, I wasn't this handsome before." He smirked. Glancing at Athena, he kept talking. "Oh Athena, you so easy to read." He laughed. "Now don't worry. Coming from a guy that loves the mystery and suspense, it's obvious. But ask one of my idiotic brothers, they'll have no clue! You want to know how I met your daughter?"

Athena gasped, mumbling, "How did he know?" over and over.

Jake kept talking. "Returning to camp after he was blinded by Arty, Percy wanted someone else in the driver's seat. That was me. I handed dodging questions, but Perce told me that he needed me to do something for him. Apparently, that happened to be romancing Ms. Chase. I was okay with that. After all, we all liked you, but Percy loved you the most."

Athena began asking more questions. "What do you mean, you took over? What are you referencing when you say drivers seat? Where was Percy?"

Jake stepped back. "Not my turn anymore!"

Another kid stepped forward without speaking. He sighed, then took off his hat and glasses. This is the kid that I thought was a son of Hades! He had pitch black hair, shaggy and unkept. It hung in his eyes, and he didn't even try to brush it away. I caught a brief glimpse of his eyes before his hair hid it. Brown eyes, with swirls of green. Are all these kids children of Poseidon?

The kid sighed. He was small, and being slouched over like he was didn't help his height. In a small, almost inaudible voice, he spoke. "My name is Somos. I'd prefer if you asked them questions and not me. Thanks." All while speaking, the kid had tried to hide in the shadows which hid everything about him except the outline of his body.

Flustered, the immortal being said nothing. After a moment, Zeus gestured for the next person. The three remaining brothers had an argument, though it was (sadly) inaudible. Finally, the second brother stepped up.

First, he gently took off his hat. He seems polite, I thought to myself. Gentle, caring maybe. This boy had black hair not unlike Percy's. This couldn't be Percy, could it? My hopes were crushed when he took off his sunglasses. Instead of the evergreen (as they've been now that he's 'changed') or even seagreen (though it was highly unlikely) I saw black or a. Only one of them has black eyes, that I know. Because these must be his alter-egos. Percy must've given them their own bodies.

And unfortunately, Percy's heart was too big, and he gave all of them a body. The puzzle pieces all fit.

To protect everyone, I jumped up (I was already standing) and yelled, "WRATH!"

I think I just confused everyone instead of protecting them. Other than said person, who flinched before me like an ant. But hey, it's the thought that counts!