Thalia Grace was in awe. Never had she seen a place as beautiful as the throne room of Olympus.
Her contemplating was interrupted by a voice.
"These are the foreigners, Lord Zeus."
At these words, the gods ceased their bickering in favour of staring at the group of teenagers until the girl with the stormy grey eyes coughed awkwardly.
"Ummm ... Lord Zeus? Are you just going to stare or ..?"
"Right," the king of Olympus said, before addressing the council. "Apollo, if you could kindly inform the children of why they are here."
A god with bright hair and even brighter teeth stood up and faced the teenagers.
"My oracle has issued a prophecy that states:
The son of Poseidon, switched at birth
Begins the battle against the Earth
The world ablaze or flames subdued
Depends upon the Athenian two
Children of thunder from lands afar
Prove to be of equal par
The hammers, the doves, the gem so bright,
Destined to join in the fight,
Children of Titans and of war
Shall together the world restore
And so from Italy come the last
Spawn of death, children of past
The heroes that shall combat the Earth
Are to gather around the Hearth."
The sun god then flopped unceremoniously back into his throne, grinning as though he had just cured world hunger.
At that moment, Thalia found her voice.
"Um ... What does that mean?"
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United
FanfictionWhat if the demigods weren't all from America? What if the gods brought together the demigods of different countries to help them in war? What if they were United?
