The Five Demigods Who Saved Olympus | Book 1, 2, & 3

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Heath angrily followed Poseidon and Hestia on a trail leading to the Fate's home. He was angry at what the cursed pomegranate was doing to the woman he loved. He was angry that things were being handled the way that they were. Poseidon was angry as well for all the same reasons. Another being that nobody told him what was going on with his daughter. That he wasn't able to comfort her or help her during this difficult time. Hestia however remained calm. She was nervous and fearful for what would happen to Noelle, but she knew somebody here needed to remain calm.

"We will find a way." Hestia reassured them for possibly the thousandth time. Heath yelled in frustration, his arms flailing around as he yelled. As he did, water from a nearby pond splashed against one of the trees surrounding them. He instantly stopped, turning to the tree as he saw water now puddled on the ground. He turned to Poseidon, a confused look on his face. Poseidon sighed.

"Her powers have become yours as well. You possess the ability to do what she and I can do now." Poseidon said.

"How come I've never noticed this before?" Heath asked as he stared down at his arm in amazement. Water rushed in his veins, becoming apparent on his skin, streaks of teal running up and down his arms.

"I'm not quite sure, we can figure that out later, however." Poseidon said before turning back around. He seemed to have calmed down a little, but he was still very concerned for his daughter well being.

"How long has she been losing her sanity?" Poseidon asked the question he feared the answer to.

"I don't think we should talk about that, Poseidon. Let's focus on finding the Fate's home." Hestia said, knowing Poseidon's temper.

"No, I should tell him, Hestia. He deserves to know." Heath said. Hestia prayed to Mother Gaia, begging that Poseidon would keep his calm no matter what Heath answered with.

"I noticed changes not long after she had the pomegranate. That stunt she pulled with Zeus with the knife when we were deciding what to do with Aphrodite and her followers. I knew it wasn't like her. It was.." Heath started but didn't finish.

"Mad." Poseidon answered. Heath went to agree with him when he realized Poseidon's choice of words. Heath had remembered what Noelle said earlier in the throne room. He also remembered that a God or Goddess had made a deal with Melinoe. He was now left to assume it was his girlfriend. Soon enough, they came up on the Fate's shared home. Before they could knock on the door, it opened wide, revealing one of the Fates. They looked both ways before motioning for them to enter the small, dark home. They entered, finding the other two Fates already waiting.

"We saw you in the well, and figured you'd be coming our way after what happened with the Goddess Phelia." The fate said.

"You got out of there rather quickly." Poseidon growled, approaching the Fates. They coward in fear, making attempts to back away though they sat on couches.

"Where is the sleeping potion" Poseidon asked, demanding an answer from one of them. When they didn't answer, he backed away, straightening himself.

"Perhaps torture is a more useful method in this situation." Poseidon said.

"It isn't necessary." Hestia said, her voice loud and clear, making Poseidon quirk a brow at him due to how uncharacteristic it was for her. He realized then that Hestia meant business, and her authority could be much more terrifying than Zeus at times. He smirked as he waited to see this side of Hestia he rarely got to see.

"Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. You know our reason for being here. You see everything that occurs in Olympus, and you sit back and let it happen like cowards. You have the opportunity to help us now. Whether you take it or not is your choice. But, I will advise you, if you do not choose to help us, I, Hestia, Goddess of The Hearth, will burn your land down until there is nothing left." Hestia said. Her voice didn't waver, it was strong, and it struck fear into the Fates.