Tempestuous Sea

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥

Percy Jackson was annoyed.

It had been a week since everyone had read about everything that happened with both wars. He thought it was finally over. He'd finally have at least one year of peace.

But no.

It was the Summer Solstice. The Fates had taken all the demigods and the Olympians (kidnapped, but whatever) to a place that was definitely not Olympus.

Getting up from the floor he was dumped on, he looked around and saw his friends and girlfriend in the same situation as him. When he saw that they were all unarmed, he began to assess the place they were all in.

A round Greek stadium made up entirely of bricks, it is gigantic not something humans can build in a short time, it is so big that all of the gods from every single pantheon could sit there (now that he knew that the gods from other pantheons exist). Undoubtedly, even if there aren't enough seats, the stadium will magically expand to make one.

Before he could make any other observation, he was interrupted by a bright light that forced him to close his eyes. When the light dimmed and shimmered out of existence he opened his eyes to see what had just happened. A pile of tangled limbs was on the floor, and groans were heard as they started untangling themselves. A few moments later everyone was on their feet looking around with caution.

Percy and everyone with him looked at the newcomers with wide eyes, they could not believe what they were seeing.

"Oh. My. God. Am I seeing things?" Leo spoke up.

Before anyone could answer him, there was a bright light almost blinding everyone. Again.

The people that had just arrived arranged themselves faster than anyone had seen, taking out their weapons, and scanning their surroundings with caution.

There were too many people to keep track of, he was probably getting a whiplash. Ok, let's do something about it, don't want to get confused with who is who after all.

Group 1, him and everyone that is with him.

Group 2, the people who came after his group, the doubles of the people in his group and a few people who are dead in his universe. What. The. Hell. How? Ok, maybe not now. Also, few people whom he doesn't know.

Last but definitely not least, Group 3, those who arrived last. They were dressed very differently, some more revealing, all traditional he could tell, fancy and extravagant. Few had different hair and eye colours. He could feel their aura, very powerful beings he could already guess.

"Can someone tell me where the hell we are?" He didn't know who spoke, just that it was someone from Group 2.

A loud 'POP' was heard and in front of them stood The Fates. The Moirai. Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos.

"You are in a pocket dimension that has a similar structure to the Council of Valhalla so that we can accommodate everyone in one place. We have gathered all of you here at the request of Khaos, The Creator of the Universe. Before we begin with the introductions, two people are not here yet. They will arrive after everyone is done introducing themselves. But first, let us explain why you all are here." the Fates spoke at the same time, which caused almost everyone to shiver because of the creepiness.

Then the bomb was dropped.

Multiverse exists.

What!?

Ok. Despite it being the craziest news he had heard in his entire life, it was not difficult for him to accept it. I mean, it explains why there are doubles of almost everyone in his group standing in this room. He was used to weird things happening in his life since he was a baby though he didn't know it was all real until he was 12.