29A/N: Hello everyone, long time no see. Yes I know I'm doing a rewrite of Legends of the Olympians, but I feel that I have to. I had a great idea but I feel that I rushed into the story to get them to the world of Ice and Fire. And with it I also had many other great ideas that I could just simply change in the story. First off I will say the Olympians will have their own kingdom this time and not be a part of the North. It's just way better in my opinion. But they will still be close friends/allies of the North. Two Is that they will have way more than 2000 people like last time, like 2 million more. And you may say you may not like that but here are my reasons. They will have a lot of enemies and fight in a lot of wars so they will need a larger army. And going off of population to army size and how many people westeros should have it was a well thought out number. And I did say in the prophecy that they will 'create the greatest city alive' . We can't have a great city with only 2000 people. Originally i was going to have them free slaves from essos but they would in turn need army to go that. I have many reasons for the rewrite but I'm positive it will be better. And a slower burn not rushed story.
Legacy of Olympus
Chapter : End Of The World
August 1st, 2021- Greece
Percy was standing across from Gaea preparing to do battle with the ancient goddess. The battle was raging all around them but neither of them cared. The gods were doing battle with the Giants with help from some of the demigods. The others were fighting the dozens of monsters Gaea had brought forth. Gaea smirked
"It's over Percy Jackson, give up and I might just let you live."
Percy stood tall and proud, he was tired from all of the fighting and having to use his healing power of water to heal himself. "Never you old bat. Let us finish this" He really did always have to say the worst insults at the worst time. But oh well it's not like she would've just given up anyway.
"Very well, death it is then."
"Yes it will be Gaea, your death."
Gaea charged at the demigod who dared to defy her. She swung her sword and his chest but he was able to block it before trying to counter her but ultimately failed. The Primordial began swinging her sword at an inhuman speed that would have been impossible for any mortal or weaker demigod to keep up. But Percy was able to keep up and block her attacks, but just barely.
While Gaea's movements were angry and firm, Percy's were fluid like water but strong like a hurricane. After about 10 minutes of fighting Gaea noticed Percy getting tired and he fell of a faint that made only for her to stop and come back and slash him on the thigh. Percy winced in pain and fell to the ground. With no water around he would just have to fight through the pain.
"I will admit that you are one of the best fighters i've ever seen, why fight for those pathetic gods who would throw you away once they have no need of you. Join me Perseus, and together we will change the world." Gaea promised. She did highly respect the demigod for his skill and determination. If only he would fight for her side then victory would be easy.
"No one is perfect, especially the gods. But they are far better than you. You would turn humanity into slaves and let the monsters free, I'll never join you." Percy attacked her with renewed strength and started pushing her back a bit. "Then you will fall, Son of the Sea, as will your father."
Gaea waited until Percy overextended then knocked Anaklusmos out of his hand and slashed him across the chest. He was bleeding from his cuts and was utterly exhausted. She started to slowly stalk forward like she was savoring the meal to come. With Anaklusmos too far away for him to reach and barely any stamina he accepted his fate. In his head he was saying sorry to everyone he loved, his mom, Paul, Estella, Thalia, Chiron, Annabeth. He would never get the happy ending that the original Perseus got.
Right when Gaea got to him he laid his arm down only to feel a spear shaft. Percy looked out of his peripheral vision and saw it point toward the goddess. If I can time it right I can deliver a serious blow. Standing over him and pointing the sword downward she boasted to her grandson
"Now starts the beginning of a New Age, demigod. One you won't be a part of!" Gaea crackled with glee, as she pulled back to stab down into his chest Percy grabbed the shaft of the spear and stabbed the point into Gaea's exposed stomach.
"AHHH" she screamed and everyone stopped fighting to look over at the duo.
The son of the sea kicked the goddess off of him and stabbed her again, this time in the shoulder causing her to yell in pain.
"You'll pay for that! I'll destroy everyone you love! That little whore of yours, your whore of a mother, that little sister of yours! They will all be a plaything for my army!"
Now enraged, Percy's eyes started to glow and a hurricane began forming around the duo pelting the duo with wind and rain. Gaea's sword was parried by the spear and slashed her across the chest then stabbed her in the followed it up with a slash to the side of the knee. Falling down to one knee she looked up at the demigod. The Earth started to shake and the speartip glowed a sea green as it plunged straight through the heart of the personification of the Earth.
Percy yanked the spear out and all the monsters and remaining Giants crumbled to dust. Annabeth and all of Percy's friends ran over to him to help him.
Gaea started laughing hysterically, "You don't know what you have done. I will be the one getting the last laugh. Without me the Earth will destroy itself." She finished, laughing until she faded to dust. Everyone looked around at each other nervously, hoping she wasn't right.
Poseidon came forward and put his hand on his son's shoulder. "You did great, my son, I've never been more proud of any other moment than this right now."
While the gods and demigods recovered from the battle Gaea's words would prove true twelve days later.
August 13th, 2021- Los Angeles, California, USA
A group of young boys were playing a little league baseball game when IT happened. To many normal mortal scientists they would blame it on an anomaly, or global warming, or maybe just the tectonic plates shifting just like they supposedly did millions of years ago. The truth is something completely different and unbelievable to most of the world.
In the now modern times humans have sought proof for signs that we are not alone in the universe. That is true, but the truth doesn't come from 'aliens' on Mars or Neptune. It comes from a planet created by the same gods we ONCE believed in. Yes, I said gods not God, but gods as in plural. Many nowadays would think that crazy and deny it, at least until they are dead and go to the underworld to the realm of Hades and not Heaven or Hell.
The truth is that not all science is true. Hurricanes? They don't happen because of humid air flowing upward in a zone of low pressure over warm water blah blah blah, or whatever those little mortals tell you. They happen because the God of Storms wills them too, or because he's angry. The Sun and Moon? They don't go across the sky every day and night because our planet is rotating. They fly across the sky because the Twins of Zeus pull them on their chariot when it is time too. And don't get me started on the Seasons, that's a petty story…cough cough….Demeter. Well that's how it usually is. But this time even the gods don't have control over their destructive domains.
Anyway Weathermen and Geologists would never be able to understand what really would cause such major and possibly world ending natural disasters; unless of course, they have seen or been a part of the two recent wars that were unknown to mortals. Mainly the most recent one known as the 2nd Giganantomy between the VERY real Greek Gods and the Giants who were made to destroy them, along with the Primordial Goddess of the Earth Gaea.
The batter, a twelve year old boy with blonde and green eyes that was larger than most his age, got in the box and readied himself for the pitch when a small almost barely noticeable vibration went through the ground. It was so unnoticable that no one even batted an eye. However it was the start of a horrific chain of events that would shake the very corners of the world.
The pitcher threw the first pitch but the boy didn't swing. "Strike!" The umpire yelled. Cheers were heard from the stands on the side of the fieldsThe catcher threw the ball back to the pitcher while the blonde boy prepared for the next pitch. The batter got into the box again and got in stance. The next pitch was a bit high.
"Good eye, son!" the boy's father yelled.
"1-1" the ump said.
"Come on, Timmy! Hit a homer!" Said one of the boy's teammates who was on first base preparing to run.
Curveball, the pitcher thought. He gripped the ball in a curveball grip and started his windup. The now known Timmy gripped his bat a little tighter. As the ball was released from the pitcher's hand and started to come closer time seemed to slow down for him. A hanger right down the middle he thought. Perfect! Timmy swung his bat with everything he had. PING! That was the sound that was heard as the bat and ball made contact with each other and the ball was launched deep over the left-center part of the fence.
Cheers from all of Timmy's teammates and the parents were heard even a couple blocks down the street. They were all jumping up and down for joy as Timmy rounded first base. But it was when he rounded second base when those cheers turned into screams.
The ground started shaking violently and ripping sounds were heard. Everyone had fallen over and kept trying to get back up and run to cover. A large tear started forming until it was right under Timmy and he looked behind him and noticed that the tear kept on going. The overpass next to the field gave way and broke apart and cars began falling down into the street under them. The other kids and their parents were seen running away as fast as they could. He looked on in horror as one lady and her son got crushed by a truck that had fallen on top of them. To him it looked like that one move he and his friends watched called 2012. That was about the end of the world wasn't it? He thought
"Timmy, come on, move!" His father yelled to him from the other side of the fence, bringing him back from his thoughts. The blonde haired green eyed boy got up as best he could and started to run out of the field when the ground rumbled again, violently. The Ground started to open up and pieces fell down into the abyss that was forming. The boy tripped and fell from a tremor and the ground started to break apart underneath him.
He began crawling away from the now growing abyss and could see his father running toward him. "Dad, Help!" Timmy yelled with tears running down his face and fear in his eyes.
"I'm coming, son! Don't panic" Timmy's dad yelled back as he was running to him.
The earth under the boy gave way under him and he started falling only to catch himself on the edge. "Dad Hurry!" His fingers were hurting and he started to lose his grip. Just as his fingers gave way a hand grabbed his wrist. "I got you, son. Don't worry it'll be ok," relief washed over the young boy's eyes and his father pulled him up from the ledge. When he was fully up he tackled his father into the largest hug he could. "Come on, we need to get away from here before it opens more." The boy and his father could be seen running away from the large gap in the earth as buildings and roadways were falling into the abyss.
From a sky view the tear in the earth had split the large City of Angels in half. Half of Dodger Stadium was gone and Sofi looked like it had been hit with a cruise missile. Disneyland was in shreds and the Hollywood sign was gone, swallowed up by the earth.
From Space it was noticed that water had poured in and filled the large cracks in the earth. The former coastline of California, along with the Baja Peninsula, had broken away from the rest of the mainland where the San Andreas fault line was. The Newport-Inglewood fault that went through San Diego and Los Angeles now looked like giant rivers. To the people that had just experienced this disaster it looked like hell, but things were going to get a whole lot worse.
November 14th, 2021- South China Sea
A Carrier Strike Group of the United States Navy was on patrol about Fifty Miles off of the coast of Hong Kong to deter the threats that China has made to Taiwan. The flagship of the group was the world's most advanced and newest Aircraft Carrier USS Gerald R Ford CVN-78. She was followed by two Helicopter Carriers along with 2 Guided Missile Cruisers and a dozen Guided Missile Destroyers. While they were technically in Chinese waters both China and the US knew that neither would truly bother the other due to various trade agreements and neither wanting war. Especially due to the movements that Russia has been conducting.
The commander of the Strike Group was Rear Admiral John Stanley, age 51 and member of the United States Navy for 29 years. He has a beautiful wife that he's been together with for 33 years and married to for 26 of them. She has given him 4 wonderful children. His eldest was a 28 year old girl named Jessica, he and his wife had got together one night when he was home for the summer from the Naval Academy. She is currently dating a Destroyer captain, Commander Kurt Payne. John considers him a perfect son-in-law.
His second child is a son named Michael, his pride and joy. For a career naval man who worked his way up to an Admiral it is understandable. Michael graduated from high school with a 4.0 GPA and was an ALL-State quarterback on the football team. He was highly recruited by a couple top tier universities who offered him a full scholarship but like his father he wanted to join the family legacy and join the Military. More specifically the boy decided to go to Annapolis like his father. He is currently 25 and a Lieutenant aboard an Arleigh Burke Class Destroyer.
The third child is his rebel child Tanya fresh out of high school she went to college at the University of Virginia. She loves to party and unfortunately started dating a Marine, not just any Marine, but a Tanker. Well at least he was an E-6 and a Tank Commander, I guess he could live with that. Still even though she had some faults because she was young she still had a good head on her shoulders wanting to be an RN
The youngest was a son of 14 named Ryan who just started high school. Like his elder brother he too wanted to continue the family legacy and be a part of the military. Though for him he wants to join the Army. The boys usually go on hunting trips when they can all get together and Ryan was definitely the best shot out of all of them, both with a rifle and a bow.
John was currently sitting at his desk reading a book that his eldest son had recommended, it was called The Son of Neptune. Part of a series called Heroes of Olympus, a sequel series of books from another series that his son got him to read. John always liked those books; he was fascinated with Greek mythology and ancient greece. He loved reading the Odyssey and reading about the naval battles of the Greco-Persian War was one of the reasons why he wanted to join the Navy.
What he didn't know was that those books were all true. See, the author of those books was actually a Demigod son of Apollo who would have dreams of the future. He decided to write his dreams down in a group of 'fiction' books in the Mortal World. Even the author didn't know that all of his visions and books would be completely accurate and true to world changing events.
John liked the main character of the books. Percy Jackson was his name. If He knew that it was all real he would love to meet him, possibly try to recruit him into the Navy. As he was about to start the final chapter he heard a pounding on his door. He put his book away, straightened his shirt, and opened the door to reveal the Carrier's Captain Doug Wilson panting like he just ran.
Doug saluted him and he returned the salute. The Captain presented him with a file of papers, "we have a problem, Sir." This confused the Admiral, "What is it, Captain?"
"Before we left Yokosuka we did multiple thorough checks on the weather for this patrol and everytime we came up with clear weather reports." Dough said with a confused and almost worried tone. "But now the weather reports are showing a massive storm brewing 100 miles east of our position with typhoon scale winds. And what's worse is that we have gotten an emergency distress signal from a Chinese cargo ship in the same area the storm is in." John grew worried and very nearly ripped the reports as he snatched them out of his captain's hand. Ever Since what happened in California a couple of months ago they've been constantly on the lookout for strange weather.
Larger than normal waves hitting the east coasts of the Philippines and Taiwan. Now these reports wouldn't look abnormal due to the amounts of hurricanes and typhoons that occur in this area but due to the suddenness of it and the reading showing that there had been an underwater earthquake could only mean one thing. Tsunami. That added with the storm and the pounding winds and rain along with the fact that night was approaching would be a cause of concern.
John Started running for the command deck with Doug following after him. "We need to alert all ships along with the Chinese, Tiawanese, and Filipino governments of a possible major and freak tsunami," he yelled to his subordinate. Some sailors were walking down the corridor heading back to their dorms. "OUT OF THE WAY!" The Admiral yelled, startling the sailors and forcing then to jump and slam their backs to the walls
Once they reached the command deck both started to immediately dish out orders. The storm had already started, it felt like the heavens were pelting them with artillery shell sized rain and typhoon strength captain commanded everyone on the ship to secure every available plane below deck or to fasten them down. Along with shutting hatches behind themselves." The deck crew was already in the process of trying to secure the flight deck when the Captain gave the order.
The Admiral grabbed a mic and told one of his sailors to patch him over to his entire fleet. "All ships this is Commanding Admiral John Stanley, we have reports of a possible tsunami along with rogue waves and an unexpected typhoon imminent." John paused for a second before continuing, "Secure all ships and prepare for dangerously rough seas ahead. I want full reports." He hung up the Mic and turned to a sailor.
"We need to contact HQ and get them to contact the Chi….."
"ROGUE WAVE, STARBOARD BOW!" Someone yelled. An G80ft wave came barrelling towards them. A wave that size would hurt a ship the size of the Ford or even one of its other carriers or cruisers. But the little Destroyers were a different story. All of the deck personnel scrambled inside and the wave hit them first before continuing on to the rest of the fleet. One of the destroyers barely made it over the crest without capsizing since it was still faced sideways to the wave. "ANOTHER ONE!" This time a wave that was about 40 ft bigger came toward them, the bow of the Carrier went higher into the air and the crew was tossed a little but other than that it was still fine. However as the wave hit the same destroyer that almost capsized last time, it caused the destroyer to flip over and land onto another that was behind in the line crushing both ships and they started filling up with water and they were swept away with the wave. They were beyond saving.
"Sir, we lost the Cole and the Rampage, Sir." an officer shouted to him.
"Fuck, this day couldn't get any worse could it."
Another wave came up again, this one the same as the second. It knocked one of his destroyers into a cruiser that caused serious damage but they remained afloat. For 20 minutes they dealt with the storm and the waves doing some more damage to the ships including losing another destroyer to a wave. What they didn't notice was that one of the waves was all but the part of the Tsunami that they believed would come, and now it was heading straight for the Coast of China, most specifically Hong Kong.
As the massive wall of water got closer to the City the tide kept receding out to sea and the wave got bigger and bigger until it was over 2,000ft high. Due to the storm and the fact that it was night, no one was outside to see the apocalyptic wave coming to drown their entire city.
The wall of water slammed into highrises, swallowing them up as if they were simple sheds. It towered over most of the buildings and skyscrapers in the city, only a few were taller. The wave finally came down after about a mile or two into the city and continued its path of destruction, some buildings toppled over onto others as it happened. The two destroyers Rampage and Cole were a part of the wave and slammed into the Bank of China Tower.
When the sun came up it could be seen that the entire city of over 7 million people and the area around it was completely submerged in water. Admiral Stanley, commanded the US Fleet to head to the largest Chinese city and conduct search and rescue missions for survivors. When it was all done over 6 million people in the city had lost their lives.
January 3rd, 2022 Scotland
Three British Wildcat Mk1 helicopters were flying over the northern coast of Scotland on a routine scouting mission. All the doors were closed on the Helicopters so the crew couldn't fully feel the temperature of the outside but they could tell that it was colder than it usually is.
"What is that?" one of the Pilots asked. Everyone turned their heads to the North to see what looked like a hurricane forming.
"Looks like a hurricane forming, but that can't be right." another pilot said. "We checked the weather for the next week and it showed there was nothing" The weather reports that they had to look up before this mission didn't show anything out of the ordinary for a day in scotland.
"Come on, let's head back to base, I don't want to be stuck out here in this." Everyone agreed and the three helos turned south to head back to base. "Contact HQ, tell them we are returning due to weather."
After about ten minutes of flying everyone noticed a giant wall cloud was forming around them. Now I don't know about you but I have never seen a hurricane form but I don't think one forms within minutes, nor does one partly form over land. At Least that was the thoughts of everyone that was able to see this. The sky got darker, almost like it was now nighttime, even though it was a couple of hours after midday.
"What in the bloody hell?" Someone said over the radio, "I thought a storm like this don't start over land, or even where it's cold like this." "Neither did I, Johnson. Neither did I."
Everyone could tell that the hurricane surrounding them looked bad and most likely had terribly fast winds. But since they were in the eye they could barely feel anything. To them it looked and felt like a normal day. Well until one of the pilots noticed the outside temperature gauge. "This isn't good." "What's wrong?"
"Well the outside temp says it is -49 degrees celsius( -56.2 degrees Fahrenheit). Five minutes ago it showed -22 degrees…..and before the storm it showed 3. The Temp outside is freezing outside at a rapid pace. Who knows how cold it will be when it stops." That caused everyone to panic because they put mix in the tank to help keep the fuel from gelling up to -70 decrees but if it continues to get colder that could cause all of the lines to freeze. That would obviously be bad, very, very bad.
"How long until we can get out of the eye of the storm?" the lead pilot asked. "I'd rather take my chances with the winds. Base is reporting the winds to be 77-85 KPH(48-54 MPH), that's manageable."
"About 15 minutes, Chief." 15 minutes? That is not good news, if the temp dropped 25 degrees in five minutes then 27 in another five minutes then that would be in another 10-15 minutes if it keeps that trend of dropping. They sure as hell wouldn't be able to make it out alive.
The three helos continued flying for another ten minutes. The temperature had dropped to -96 degrees celsius and the men could feel the cold from inside even though they had the heaters on. Suddenly the lights shut off in the chopper and the gauges all went dead. The Chief tried to call out to the other helicopters but the miq wasn't working. Ice was forming on the windshield and the engine finally cut off and the rotors stopped turning.
"The fuel lines froze, try restarting the engines."
"Can't, sir, everything is frozen."
"Shit, we're going down!" The helo began spinning and fell out of the sky. The other two RAF choppers two began to fall out of the sky.
"Anyone can you hear us, our engines froze mayday, mayday, mayday!" The three Wildcats hit the snow covered ground hard; one of them rolling over multiple times, another landing on its nose and killing everyone onboard due to the impact. The first that went down however went down on its belly and slid for about 50 feet. When the crew regained consciousness one of the crew members opened the side door to try and climb out. It turned out to be a mistake as now the cold air now went into the semi warm copper and everyone suffocated from the cold.
March 9th, 2022- Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Many people and tourists were bustling about the large city; whether working, running errands, on the famed beaches, or just enjoying the wonderful weather that they had been experiencing. However, like in many other places in the world in the past year, everyone was unaware of the danger that was forming on this great and sunny day.
Currently in one of its favelas a group of BOPE members were carrying out an operation to take a leader of a current major drug and human trafficking operation that had been going on in the city for the past year. The leader, Carlos Manea, has evaded them on three different occasions and they had a tip that could possibly land him once and for all. He was laying low at a safe house and the operators all moved into position outside the doors and two helicopters carrying 8 more landed on top of the building. Four of the operators got ready and stood on the sides of the emergency door on the roof. The other began roping down the side of the building and got ready outside of different windows.
"Is everyone in position?" The captain asked in his native Portuguese. "Yes, Capitao" Everyone replied. "Good, everyone breach in 3, 2, 1, NOW!" The Operators used their breaching devices and the ones on the side of the building lept back and came back swinging into the window. Bullets started flying from both sides killing some of the gang members which some girls and other innocent workers forced to be there dove to the ground.
"BOPE, Get on the ground now!" Capitao yelled, shooting another member of the gang. "Where is Manea?"
The operators continued to move from room to room securing each one. They had already killed 8 gang members and had lost 2 of their own. On the top floor the members were faring better; they had yet to lose anyone and had takke out 11 of the gang. Most of that was because of one of their top operators, Caveira. She paints her face with a skull and is VERY good at getting information out of people, just don't ask how she does it cause you don't want to know.
Caveira moved in a room with the door already open and searched the room with nothing found. However she missed seeing a gang member coming out of a dark corner behind the door. He put a pistol to her head and grabbed her tightly from behind. "Fucking bitch, you need to be taught a lesson on not fucking with the wrong people."
Caveira slammed her head back hitting his nose with the back of her head, breaking it. She then twisted around and knocked the gun out his hand. The gang member, for his credit, tried to fight back but against a skilled close quarters fighter like Caviera, however it didn't turn out like he'd hoped. He swung his right hand at her face but she dodged and landed two blows to his stomach then one to his right jaw. He was able to land a jab on her followed by a right hook that hit her on the left cheek and slammed her into the wall.
Caveira was able to recover by slamming her foot onto his making him wince in pain long enough for her to dodge around him and kick him in the knee followed by a punch to the face then followed up again with a roundhouse to the top of the head nearly knocking him out. The female BOPE member rolled him over and pulled out her knife and held it to his throat.
"Where is Manea?" the man didn't answer, he just spit in her face so she punched him. "Where is Manea?" She asked again more forcefully. He still didn't answer her. Cav started to lose her patience so she slammed her knife down on the man's right fingers, cutting two of them off. The gang member screamed which caused one of the other operators to run into the room but then stop when he saw what was going on. He just walked out of the room after seeing her glare.
She then put her knife between the man's legs and he started getting didn't think this bitch was that maniacal. "I will ask you ONE more time! Where is Manea?" She asked while putting a little pressure down on her knife after finally losing her patience.
"Ok, Ok, He's in the basement. There is a hidden door behind the bar. Pull the tequila bottle on the top shelf, left side, and it will open. Just don't kill me." Caveira smirked, she always gets information. She rolled him over and cuffed him then relayed the info to Capitao.
About 45 minutes later they were taking all the remaining outside to the trucks and paramedics were takinging care of anyone that's injured. Detectives were taking statements from those that worked there and many of the girls that were forced in.
One thing everyone noticed was the darkening clouds and higher than normal wind that had moved in over the city that was nowhere to be found an hour ago. Suddenly they could hear multiple sirens going off which confused everyone.
"Look" One man shouted and pointed up to the sky. Everyone that turned to look was horrified when they saw a tornado was forming. Someone yelled and pointed in a different direction and another tornado started forming. This happened eight more times before everyone finally reacted. Telling everyone to get to the same basement that they just left from.
After some time the tornados would get too close to one another and begin combining into a larger tornado. Three, four, five, six, it soon became one massive disaster that was carving a path of destruction upon the largest city in Brazil. Nothing was left standing in the mega tornado's path which included the famous Christ the Redeemer statue atop of Mount Corcovado.
June 21, 2022- Olympus
After the destruction in Rio, Munich, Germany was his with a mega earthquake. Many died due to Allianz Arena collapsing when they were watching a Bayern Munchen vs Borussia Dortmund game. Then a massive piece of ice broke off of the ice shelf in the north pole, and a heat wave hit Africa that caused temperatures to reach over 120 Degrees Fahrenheit causing many to die. A major snowstorm hit Russia in May.
For once, all of the Greek and Roman gods, both major and minor, were in the Throne Room of Olympus for the Summer Solstice. After all of the events of unusual natural disasters that were going on after the defeat of Gaea had everyone worried. Everyone was yelling and giving out ideas and solutions yet no one could hear over the other.
Apollo suddenly fell out of his throne and jerked around on the floor causing everyone to gasp and so silent. "Brother!" Artemis yelled and ran to his side to help him. The twins' relationship had improved tremendously in the past year, helping each other get over any losses that were close to each of them. It was almost back to the point of when they were on the island of Delos with their mother.
The Sun God stopped his convulsions and his eyes snapped open and he got up on his knees. A familiar green mist started pouring out of his mouth and began taking the shapes of a man and two women. The man was regal with violet eyes and silver hair. He had a crown on his head and brilliant armor that was made in a pattern of dragon scales and held a beautiful longsword that had strange dark patterns in it. The woman on his left had a small circlet crown on her head but also had the same violet eyes and silver hair as the man. She stood regally in a beautiful gown made for a queen.
To the man's right stood a woman Thalia and Artemis would be proud of. She stood a few inches taller than the other woman but shorter than the man by only a couple of inches. She, like the other woman, had a small circlet on her head and had the same silver hair and violet eyes. She had on the same type of armor as the man and also had a sword. But hers was thinner and more beautiful than the woman on man's left spoke first:
The Earth has fallen to the Son of the Storm
She will no longer be able to reform
Her domain will crumble and be destroyed
And the Gods of Olympus will join her in the Void.
Unless they leave to the world of Ice and Fire
With all those they love and desire.
After she finished, the woman on the man's right, the one that looked like a warrior, spoke:
The blood of the Gods shall leave Earth
To travel to a new land create a new Hearth
The legacy of the gods shall survive
And create the greatest city alive.
When the warrior woman finished speaking the man stepped forward.
The Long Night is the Night King's greatest ploy
That the Prince who was Promised must destroy.
The Prince who was Promised must save all
From the darkness of ice and death beyond the wall
When Apollo finished the gods all went crazy, yelling at the Sun God even though it wasn't his fault. When things looked like they were getting out of hand a Giant portal opened up causing everyone to go silent once again.
"Who dares interrupted a council meeting?" Zeus boomed. Out of the Portal stepped a beautiful woman with pale skin and jet black hair and eyes. She had on a dress that looked like it was sucking all of the light out of it except for moving constellations and what looked suspiciously like stars. Following her were the three fates.
"Greetings, my descendants. My name is Chaos."
A/N: Finally done. I hope you liked the first chapter and continue to enjoy the story. Please comment and leave a review. I would love to hear your thoughts. I also love hearing your ideas so if you have any id like to hear them.