The gods and goddesses were in the middle of their annual Winter Solstice meeting when a bright light appeared in front of them. They all started at it and jumped when fifteen people were thrown out of it. There were grunts and shouts from the group, and a lot of grumbling.
Apollo's head perked up and he looked at the group. Someone was injured and he was trying to figure out who. The other gods looked at him curiously, wondering what was up.
A black-haired girl stood up and brushed herself off. Twelve were still groaning on the floor, slowly pushing themselves to their feet.
It was the other two was what caught everyone's attention.
There was a boy who had black hair and green eyes, and a girl with blonde hair and grey eyes. They were looking around the room rapidly as if to find a way out. Their weapons were drawn as if expecting an attack, the boy a glowing bronze sword and the girl and sword made of bone.
The black-haired girl looked around and saw the two.
"Percy! Annabeth!" she yelled, running to them.
The other's heads whipped up and looked around.
The two spun around and pointed their weapons at the girl.
The gods watching in silence, wondering just what had happened to this group of demigods, especially the two.
"Perce? Annie?" the girl asked gently, walking forward.
The boy looked at her, then smiled. "Thals." His eyes rolled back and he fell to the floor.
"Percy!" the blonde girl yelled, dropping next to him, hands fluttering over his body.
A pale boy stood up and ran over. "Perce!" he yelled.
A brown-haired girl looked on. "Prissy?"
"Nico?" the blonde asked weakly, looking up.
"Yeah, it's me." the pale boy told her, kneeling next to them.
The blonde smiled, following the black-haired boy's example, and collapsed. The black-haired girl and the pale boy looked up, noticing where they were.
"Help them!" they yelled.
Apollo immediately jumped up, shrunk down to normal size, and ran to the group. He dropped to his knees and slid the rest of the way, now knowing who was hurt. He put his hands on the two teens. Closing his eyes, he whispered a prayer. Everyone was watching, holding their breath.
A minute later, Apollo summoned some ambrosia and nectar and carefully fed it to the two still unconscious teens. A few seconds later, they started to wake up. Apollo leaned back and sighed. Everyone else let out a breath of relief. They were glad they were fine, even if the gods had never met these teens before.
"Wh-Where are w-we?" the black-haired boy asked, shakily sitting up.
"You are on Olympus." Zeus rumbled.
The boy looked up with an icy glare.
"Why are we-" he was cut off by the hand that was laid on his shoulder.
"Percy." the blonde said, rubbing his shoulder.
Percy glared for a second more, before lowering his head. A moment later he looked up again. "Thank you, lord Apollo," he said.
Apollo smiled, "No problem." He stood up and went back to his throne.
"Who are you?" Athena asked.
"Introduction time, yay." The pale boy whispered.
All fifteen stood up and face the Olympians.
"Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena." Athena smiled at her daughter.
"Leo Valdez, son of Hephaestus." Said god nodded at his son.
"Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite." Aphrodite smiled.
"Will Solace, son of Apollo." Apollo beamed at his son.
"Clarisse La Rue, Daughter of Ares." Clarisse continued. Ares nodded at her.
"Travis- "
"-and Connor- "
"Stoll!" The two finished in unison.
No one needed to guess who's kids they were. Hermes smiled at his sons.
"Katie Gardner, Daughter of Demeter."
Demeter gave her a small smile.
"Grover the satyr." Grover says. Dionysus just flipped another page in his magazine, albeit slower than normal.
"Frank Zhang... son of Mars."
The gods' forms flickered between Greek and Roman for a moment. When they settled back on Greek, they frowned. Why were the Romans and Greeks together? What was going on?
"Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto."
"Hades…" Zeus said threateningly.
"I would not speak brother." Hades says. "Look who is here."
"Jason Grace, son of Jupiter."
Zeus quickly shut his mouth, trying not to meet the glare from his wife beside him.
"Nico di Angelo, Son of Hades."
"Thalia," she glared at anyone who dared ask for her last name. "Daughter of Zeus."
"Isn't she a tree?" Hermes whispered.
"She's supposed to be." Apollo whispers back.
"Wonder what happened."
"Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon." Zeus and Hades glared at said god, who was smiling at his son.
"Am I the only one who didn't break the damn oath?!" Hades said, throwing his hands in the air, frustrated.
"The oath-" Zeus started.
"Is pointless if you all have children anyway." Dionysus says flatly. "Can we move on. I'd rather not have a fight, this magazine is oh so interesting."
The three brothers glared at each other for a moment longer.
"Well now that that's over." Athena says. "Why are they here?"
Just then there was a flash of light and a note fluttered into her lap.