The Olympians sat on their thrones, shifting uncertainly.
Ares was glaring at the floor. He didn't want Percy to come back. He had wanted him to die.
While he did gang up on Zeus, it was because Zeus used magic to control him. He would have voted against Percy anyway, but for Zeus to be so paranoid that he controlled even Ares?
Well, Ares was mad.
Athena bit her lip worryingly. She hoped her daughter would come back fine, and she genuinely wanted to apologize to Percy.
She, blinded by her hate for Poseidon, had helped Zeus find the spell he used, and come up with the idea to send him to Tartarus.
Poseidon sat on his throne. He knew Percy wasn't dead and was ecstatic. He would see his son again.
Hestia sat by the hearth instead of her throne, watching over the Demigods children with Hemera.
Aether popped into the throne room and smiled as he walked to the heart, sitting next to his wife.
"The demigods have retrieved Percy," he said simply.
A portal opened in the middle of the room, and a voice could be heard through it.
"-COMIN HOME, BABY!" Leo yelled as he launched through the portal.
He quickly scanned the children until he found his and picked her up, swinging her around and laughing.
Calypso followed and soon did the rest of the demigods, who immediately went to their children. Annabeth was last and quickly made her way to Coral and Arc.
The portal stayed open for a second longer, and then Percy walked through.
Wearing a toga.
The image was so foreign to the assembled room that it stopped all conversation.
Aether and Apollo started drooling.
Percy stretched his arms.
"Are we doing this, or what?" He asked.
Zeus cleared his throat. "Perseus, I have brought you back to -"
"Oh yes," Percy said, interrupting Zeus. "A new prophecy was issued, so you brought me back to fight for you?"
Zeus growled. "I could send you back to Tartarus if you wanted."
Percy laughed. "False. I know for a fact you can only use that spell once."
Zeus ground his teeth, and Ares looked like he wanted to kill Percy, which he did.
"I am the king of the gods, boy. I could smite you in a moment," Zeus threatened, not noticing Aether and Hemera's glares.
Percy laughed again and floated a few feet off the ground. "No, you couldn't. The moment you try to harm me or the ones I love in any way, you will die. I am more dangerous to you than you could imagine. You will never control me again."
Ares roared in anger and shot off his throne, charging at Percy with his sword.
Vines shot from the ground and trapped him as an arrow sliced through his leg.
He roared in pain and looked around the throne room, seeing Dionysus holding his hand out, eyes glowing purple, and Apollo standing, another arrow notched in his bow.
"Sit. Back. Down." Dionysus said.
"Else you will face the wrath of madness and the sun," Apollo finished.
Everyone stared at the gods in surprise, and Ares painfully tore the arrow out of his calf and sat back down, embarrassed.
Percy smiled at Zeus. "I really do hope we don't, ah, disagree during the war, don't you?"
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Consort to the Primordials
Fanfiction"Okay, hold on hold on hold on," Paul said, shaking his head. "Just one more time. You were framed for the killing of two gods, sent to Tartarus because Zeus used a spell he learned from Gaea, were approached by multiple of the PRIMORDIAL BEINGS OF...
