The seventh child of Kronos and rhea

Chapter 4

When Perseus opened his eyes he saw that he was in a dark cavern. He heard a noise from behind him and reached down for his sword. His smiled faded when he realised that it was still in the throne room. He turned around slowly summoning up a sword of earth to him. A hellhound was standing behind him with a curious look on its face. When it finally realised who he was through his scent it wagged its tail excitedly and barked. It then ran out of the cave stopping before the edge and looking back as if waiting for him to follow.

Perseus weighed up his options. He knew where he was, Tartarus was easily recognisable to a god of the earth. "He was unlikely to be getting much help down here. Most of the Titans here hated him, but this hellhound at least seemed to be helping him. He shrugged his shoulders, and followed it out of the cave.

Hades looked at the two weapons of his brother. All he felt was rage, rage at his brother Zeus for making him do this. He looked around at the council who were in a mixture of triumph and sadness. Artemis and Hestia were the worst, they were both silently weeping. Apollo tried to comfort his sister and he was met by a fierce glare. Poseidon was thrown across the room by a blast of fire after trying the same to his sister.

Zeus walked over to the two most powerful weapons in the world. He reached down to pick up Perseus' sword and was thrown across the room. If Hades wasn't so upset he would be laughing right now.

Ares tried to pick up the scythe which had reverted to its original form. He collapsed to the floor in pain and then fell still. Artemis then walked over to them and picked them both up without an issue. As Apollo tried once more to comfort her he was met with a sword to his face.

Hades looked at the other children of Zeus in the room. Athena looked happy that her plan had worked, Hephaestus looked unbothered, as did Aphrodite.

Triton Poseidon's son looked furious. He had just arrived in the room. He was excluding Apollo who was like a son to Perseus his favourite nephew. He loved his uncle as did his mother who despite her father's actions got on well with Perseus.

He walked over to Artemis and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She turned around and hugging him wept onto his shoulder both the weapons in her hands.

Hades spoke to them in his mind, "I can get those to Perseus."

The two of them turned to him in shock only now realising the grief that their uncle and aunt were in.

They gave him a nod and flashed out. Hades walked over to Hestia who was saying 'why' over and over. He put a reassuring hand on her and they flashed out to where the younger gods were waiting.

When they had left Zeus who had finally pulled himself out of the rubble looked down to see the weapons, his daughter and two of his siblings missing.

He looked at his wife and seeing the triumphant look on her face he smiled. He then demanded, "Where are my new weapons?"

"Artemis took them husband, she disappeared with Triton, Hades and Hestia." Hera answered.

"Father I think I know why you and my stupid brother couldn't pick them up." Athena said gesturing to Ares on the floor.

"Why is that daughter?" Zeus said impatiently.

"Because Perseus and his father both had charms on their weapons so that only those they trust can pick them up. He obviously no longer trusts you, so you couldn't pick them up." Athena explained.

Zeus frowned, he was many things but stupid was not one of them. "Fine then, we shall put them on display until the charm is broken."

He turned to Apollo, "Call in Hecate and then go and get your sister and the weapons."