The Sea's Serpent

The Beginning

AN: The memes tho.

Time: Next Day

Artemis was back in the Titan's Conference Room, hooray!

Note the sarcasm.

The room had been completely remodelled since Artemis saw it last.

Now, instead of only one floating-sun thing, there were several of the same, lightning the room up well and brightly with an electric light. There were several ventilators and air conditioners, and the air was fresh and cool for a change. The wooden door had been switched for a metal door, which lay ajar, revealing the previously dark tunnel, which was now lit up brightly with similar suns. And instead of the sparse population of only Titans, there were several defected demigods and monsters kneeling.

A few thrones had been moved in, and the Titans occupied those thrones, which lay at the sides of the room, leaving enough space in the middle for discussions.

Kronos' throne at the head of the room, was empty, along with Percy's throne, which sat to its right side. Both of their occupants sat facing each other across a table at one corner. A chessboard was spread with all the pieces assembled, on the table between them.

Hyperion was kneeling in front of the empty throne of Kronos. Iapetus, who sat to the left of the king, was scribbling down on a piece of parchment, his face bearing an expression of intense expression.

From what Artemis could gather, the titan of the east was being berated by the rest for his failed attack on the Roman Camp. Not only had they lost several of their troops, but also, the Titan himself had been berated at the hands of a lowly daughter of a minor Roman goddess.

Artemis knew everything about it.

Mars was the first to be informed of the incident by the Senate, and he had immediately informed the Council at Olympus. There had been an uproar, with several gods demanding to see the warhammer that had appeared miraculously appeared during the fight, and the daughter of Bellona had been summoned to the Throne Room.

She appeared with a beautiful warhammer strapped to her back.

Diana looked on proudly as the gods questioned her. She had always had a soft spot for the Roman Praetor, even though Reyna had refused her offer of joining the Hunters, and had fallen in love.

The hammer itself was the most beautiful thing that any Roman god had ever seen. Vulcan was essentially in love with the hammer, but the daughter of Bellona had refused to part with it, stating that it was a gift from a friend. Which friend, she could not, or would not, say.

Diana had a deep suspicion that it was Ragnarok she was talking about, and she was proven right by the hammer and its design.

After every god had examined it thoroughly, Apollo handed it over to Diana for inspection.

The hammer had a distinct flare, with a narrow waist; and broad ends. There were several spikes, a few blood red, the others a dark purple in colour. The letters SPQR were emblazoned in dark blue letters, which stood out perfectly against the purple background. The spikes formed a hallow around the faces, and a deadly crown around the middle of the hammer. There were random flecks of brown and bronze, which lent a beautiful, yet strong and rough-hewn look to it. The handle was a black, mysterious metal which even Vulcan could not decipher. A beautiful black snake with golden eyes and fangs curled around the handle, from the beginning to the end, ending in a snake-head pommel.