Lost Legends

chapter 11

Once they had all regained their bearings they all looked at the big three wives who knew they had no choice but to explain. It turns out that the big three didn't actually cheat on their wives but instead Kronos had decided that he was tired of waiting for the prophecy to come to light so he decided to turn the wifes mortal while they were pregnant. Then once the children were of a certain age the spell wore off turning them back but wiping everyone's memories of the event. 

No one knew what to say. They were all shocked but it wasn't something Kronos wouldn't do. The feeling was heavy for all of them. Not only did they lose their children again but they also lost their siblings and cousins who weren't meant to be demigods in fact they were meant to be like them full fledged immortals. Everyone left the room except the big three and their wives who just stood there. Everyone knew that there was going to be a battle and they had to find a way to bring all of them home with as little casualties as possible. The six left in the throne room stood there in silence, the longer they did so the more they had become lost in a memory they didnt know why they had. 

Years ago 

“Percy !” Amphitirte had called her son from the kitchen. The sound of heavy footsteps came from the room next to hers to reveal a small boy who looked remarkably like Poseidon but also had some obvious features of hers.  “Yes Mama.” he giggled holding a stuffed dolphin his father gave him in his hands. 
“Are you ready everyone will be here soon?” 
“Yes, I'm ready.”
“Are you?
“Yes”
“Did you brush your hair.''Amphitrite knew the answer to that question because the boy's hair was sticking up all over the place. 
“No” 
“Well then i suggest you get the brush then.'' The boy ran off and a knock came from the door. 
“One second” she called as she rose from the floor and opened the door. On  the other side was her husband Poseidon and other son Triton. Triton gave his mother a hug as he walked in, going straight to where Percy was struggling with his hair. Poseidon let out a low chuckle as he watched his oldest son trying to comb his younger brother's hair while the little boy was squirming like an eel. “For you my love” he said as he gave his wife a small bouquet of blue flowers. 

“Ohh i love them.''she sighed, wrapping her arms around her husband. Poseidon held his wife gently trying not to hurt her, ever since the big three wives had been turned mortal the big three have been acting like they would break at the smallest bit of contact. They were so careful it was like them and the children were made of china. She smiled at her husband. “What do you want?” she teased looking up at him. “What can't a man get some flowers for his lovely wife.” Poseidon responded knowing exactly what his wife was up to. 
Amphititre pretended to believe him. “Oh really because it seems like you have done something.”
“Now I haven't done any such thing. I'm offended that you would think so poorly of me, dear wife.”
“Triton what has your father done?”  Before the older boy could respond, Percy had finally noticed that his father was here and yelled at the top of his lungs as he ran towards his father as fast as his little legs could carry him. “Papa” percy yelled giggling as his father scooped him up into his arms. “Hello my little sea have you been good for your mother.” Percy nodded fiercely, giggling as he did so. Poseidon chuckled as another knock came at the door. He went to open it with Percy still in his arms. Once Poseidon opened the door he saw the rest of the olympians with his brothers carrying Nico, Bianca, Jason and Thalia. Percy noticed his cousins and his grin grew wider if that was even possible. Yes percy loved all his cousins but those four will always have a special place in the young boy's heart. Once everyone was in the living room the children ran around laughing and it was all about an amazing day of games and love. 

Present time 
They were all brought back to reality looking at one another and they made a promise that they were going to bring their children back if it was the last thing that did.