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21st of June 2015

The gods gathered round and sat down for the summer solstice meeting. Athena like usual was the only one paying attention the others took this as a prime nap time. She couldn't help but notice that both Poseidon and Zeus looked like they had something on their minds. She already had a hundred theories as to what if was. Zeus stood up.

"Fellow gods…," the king of gods began, "Four demigods, including a son of mine and a son of Poseidon's, have arrived in London to bring the child of Electra back to Camp Half-Blood,"

The room fell silent, Athena stood up in rage only to sit back down and put her hand on her forehead, Poseidon scratched his head and looked at the floor, Hera gave Zeus the foulest stare she could, Artemis rolled her eyes, Hades slyly smiled and Aphrodite and Ares laughed in the corner. Great, Athena thought, now the bitch's daughter coming, this was not going to end well.

"Let it be a race as to who can get her first," Hades said, raising his eyebrow, "I personally, have been looking forward to seeing my granddaughter for more than a decade," The gods stood up and Hades sauntered out, leaving his two younger brothers in rage.

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24th of December 1982

Hades had looked down on the sleeping girl before he left, very pretty indeed, he had thought. He hadn't thought much of that night to be honest, a "one night stand" as the kids would say. Maybe he should have been wiser because nine months later, here he was, in some hospital in London holding his tiny baby girl in his arms and praying that none of the gods would find her… ever. She could see through him, her intense brown eyes blinking slowly. He could get lost in those eyes, pretend he was back in Italy with Maria holding their baby girl. He missed Bianca and Nico a lot and missed their mother more than anything. Electra was the name, ironic as electricity was his brother's power but the child's name all the same.

He stood up slowly and walked over to his baby's mother. He placed Electra in her arms and kissed his baby softly on the cheek before turning around and walking to the door. He looked at the baby, he couldn't risk seeing her again, a small tear rolling down his cheek as he left the hospital room and left his newborn daughter to be given up for adoption. He could still sense the fear in her mother's heart, worried about what her daughter would grow up to become. There was nothing worse than being the first.

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Percy lay asleep on the Argos II, they'd be in London in under an hour. He'd been having the worst dreams since getting on board. In the first one a beautiful girl sat on the floor crying her jet black hair falling down her back and a single streak of blue tucked behind her ear, his father staring at her, shouting that she'd humiliated him in front of everybody. She stood up, her brown eyes almost shimmering being the welled up tears, begging for his forgiveness and Percy saw his father wipe away her tears and kiss her softy on the forehead. He told her he was sorry and her forgave her but he had to go. That's when he had realised it was his birthday, the calendar said so. 18th of August 2000, he would've been seven, his mom had taken him to a theme park that year.

"Wait," she had called her forehead creased, "I'm pregnant,"

Percy still hadn't gotten over this, could he handle another sibling? One which had never been mentioned until now?

The second was far worse, the same girl, gorgeous still, walked into a room where Zeus not Poseidon was stood, seething in anger.

"How could you do this, my own brother!" he cried, the girl didn't cry she simply raised an eyebrow.

"Maybe I wouldn't have strayed from you, had you been better with me," she gave him a sly smile and walked towards him slowly. She stroked his face slowly and Zeus eventually pulled her towards him kissing her passionately, Percy had shuddered in his sleep.

"I could never love anybody but you," she said as Percy's uncle tucked a loose curl behind her ear, "I'm pregnant, Zeus," The king of gods smiled picking her up as she laughed.

"I love you, Electra," Percy nearly vomited in his sleep. This was stressing him out, whose was it? Was this girl his sister or his cousin?

This had been all that had been on his mind the the past two days but today, this was the worst. His father was riding the waves on his chariot a baby wrapped in pink giggling as they sliced through the waves. Poseidon too was laughing his jet black hair dancing in the wind.

"We'll be in London by the hour, my little Marina," his father told the baby girl pecking her on the nose.

Percy woke up with his heart aching, so the baby was his sister. He knew that he was lucky, his father was a kind god and he love Percy dearly but he had never been there when he was growing up. The boat stopped suddenly. So, he thought, now we're off to find my sister.