Out Of Time

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Five Years Later...

Mt.Olympus, Manhattan

Voices overlapped as the gods tried to come to a solution on the matter. Normally, the demigods would take care of the problem. However, the situation has changed. The titans are stronger than they have ever been before.

"The demigods cannot handle fighting them this time," a god called out.

"Even with adamantine, they don't have the power to finish them permanently," a goddess cried.

"That's never stopped us from sending them before," a god retributed.

"It should have! If it had, perhaps the titans would have never seen a need to get stronger," a goddess snapped.

"We cannot abandon Mt. Olympus to fight them either," one exclaimed.

Hades watched as most of the gods squabbled. He knew what needed to be done and who needed to be called, but was waiting for the right time to voice it. He took a hold of a hidden scroll and muttered a phrase, causing it to vanish without a trace.

Thunder boomed, making the voices fall silent. Zeus was tired of the chaos. They were nowhere near finding a solution to the old yet new titan problem. It seemed like no matter what they threw at the titans, they persisted. Five and a half years ago, they found a way to evade the gods' view and become stronger, leading to this point.

"Silence! We cannot come to an agreement if we cannot hear each other. Who here has a solution that will work and is not based on speculation or theory?" Zeus commanded.

"I have one," Hades responded.

The gods turned to him, stunned that he had a viable solution. He has been silent until now, so they thought he had nothing to contribute. Zeus motioned for him to continue.

"I have a solution. Or at least I know someone with a solution, but you will not like it," Hades smirked.

It took Zeus a moment to figure out what his brother was saying, but when he did, he was shaking his head in denial, ready to spew out any and all rejections he could possibly think of. He never got that chance, however, due to Hades looking over to a corner drenched in shadows. Zeus felt his words die in his throat as a human-sized figure stepped out, wrapped in a dark cloak.

The figure made its way closer to the center of the room, seemingly floating instead of walking. The gods, with the exception of Hades and Zeus, were vastly confused when they were forced down to the same size as the figure.

"I present to you the only person with the solution: Chaos the Second," Hades revealed.

"Thank you, Hades," the figure nodded. The figure pulled down their hood, revealing a beautiful woman with curly hair pulled up into a ponytail. "Hello, Zeus."

"Hello, Lady Chaos," Zeus greeted bitterly.

"You all may address me as Laura if you please."

"What is the meaning of this?! You are not Chaos," one of the gods clamored.

"Correct. I am not Chaos. I am the physical being that Chaos has chosen to bestow his gifts upon. If you have any complaints, I'm sure Hera wouldn't mind explaining what it's like to be in Chaos' true presence," Laura said, sending the defiant gods a dark look. Her eyes took the form of a gaping abyss for a moment.

Hera paled before clearing her throat. She tried to keep her composure, but her voice shook the smallest bit when she spoke. "Lady Laura, you know a way to stop the titans?"