Demigods Vs Magic.

Reunions.

Back in the past, Mount Olympus two days later: 

"How are we going to get Arty out from under the sky?" Apollo asked, looking at Zeus for answers. 

"I have no idea as of now." He replied. "However, we have something bigger on our plate." 

"How did Percy Jackson travel back from the future?" Hermes asked. "And what's more, is he isn't alone. Who were the people who sedated him and took him?" 

"We don't know yet." Dionysus replied. "However, seeing as how Athena's kid also came here, I'd say it's all from Camp Half Blood, and Percy's generation."

"You said his name right." Poseidon noted, surprised.

"Eh, whatever. We have bigger things to deal with right now." Dionysus just shrugged.

"Now, where did the punk even get all that power?" Ares asked. "He blitzed Atlas like he was nothing." 

"He's gotten more skillful." Hermes added. "Faster, and physically stronger too."

"Perhaps too strong now." Zeus said. "And if he's older, it means the Great Prophecy has already come to pass." 

"So it seems he did save all of us." Athena deduced. "After which, seems like he's been training even more. His skills may surpass even us now." 

"He's a threat." Hera said. Zeus nodded in agreement, or at least tried to. He couldn't move his head because of the trident underneath it. He looked to the side, to see the end of it pierced through Hera's arm. 

"Touch my son, and killing you will be the least of my punishments." Poseidon threatened. Zeus glared at him as Poseidon's trident returned to him. Poseidon noticed. "And what are you going to do, little brother? I am older, never forget that. So sit still and shut up." 

Zeus shut up.

"The boy must have been having his cereal regularly." Demeter said. "I sense great power within him." 

"I don't see the appeal if I'm being honest here." Dionysus shrugged. "I don't think he's gotten that strong." 

"And that's where you would be wrong, Mr D." A voice called out of nowhere. Everyone turned around in shock, staring into the pair of sea green eyes watching them from the doors of the throne room. "I'm stronger than any of you could ever imagine." 

"Perseus Jackson!"

"Yep Uncle Z, that's the name." Percy replied, walking into the center of the throne room. "What's up guys, it's been a while." 

"You dare talk to the gods this disrespectfully?" Hera yelled at him. Percy just shrugged.

"Woman I don't want to listen to a word from your mouth, be grateful you all are still alive." Percy retorted. "For the amount of times I've saved your asses in the last 20 years, you all sure are ungrateful." 

"20 years?!" Ares yelled out. "That's how far ahead you're from?" 

"Yep." Percy replied, creating a couch made out of water for himself to sit on. "I'm 32 right now, and man life has been absolutely shit because of you lot. So I've come back in time to fix that." 

"You dare to accuse us of-" 

"Zeus please shut up." Percy snapped back. "You might be the King of Olympus, but quite frankly my resume is so much bigger than yours that I would make a much better king. In fact, the only reason I haven't become king yet is that I don't want the job." 

"You dare to disrespect me?!" Zeus got up from his seat, thunder crackling around him. Percy sighed. "You will pay for this transgression with your life-"