Unrest has been building in the skies. The gates of Olympus have been closed. Again. History repeats itself. Destruction arrives. Olympus falls.
The mortals have no idea what is going on. They happily continue on with their lives, blaming the recent accidents on natural disasters.
They blissfully go to school everyday, go to the office to work. Leaving us, the demigods, to get rid of the dangers that are posed to their lives.
I can sense a darkness like a cloud above us, getting bigger and bigger, ready to swallow us whole. But what is it? I need to know.
And nobody believes me, nobody believes us; The Seven of the Prophecy, Nico, Reyna, Luke and Thalia.
And the gods are nowhere in sight. Chiron refuses to reveal anything, and the power of the Oracle had vanished.
With Apollo and Mr D gone, we continue on with a blind eye.
But the campers think that nothing is happening. That everything is fine. That this silence is a blessing. It's worse than the mortals.
No monsters have attacked, that doesn't mean peace forever. No, it's like they say, "Silence before the storm."
And in this case, that storm just might mean the fall of Olympus. The fall of us. The end of the world.
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Water and Wisdom
FanfictionSequel to 'Forevermore, a Percabeth Fanfiction (Completed)'. Please read that book before this book. SUMMARY Annabeth frowned. The past few weeks since Order had disappeared had been unusually....quiet. No monster attacks, none at all. Like she th...
