There are certain days that you know you will remember for the rest of your life-- the days where you made a decision that changed the trajectory of your life forever-- however Nico never thought that May 14, 2016 would be one of those days. To him, it had just been another day... and then Percy happened. "I think we should start a band," Percy said out of the blue. Nico shrugged. "Sure. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" A Lot. They blew up. Their first album was No. 1 on Billboard's Catalog Albums chart for 15 consecutive weeks. Overnight, they became famous. They went from playing at CHB talent shows to filling out stadiums in the span of a few months. For 3 years they made music and toured... and then they didn't anymore. December 26, 2019, exactly 1,321 days after their band had been created, it was done. The media was in a frenzy, trying to figure out what happened, but no one ever said why. Everyone in the band moved on to their solo careers or joined a new band... except Nico. Nico just vanished. ------------- Mortal AU + Band AU

The twelve olympians are summoned to the throne room of olympus for none other than- a game of truth or dare! Note, this is NOT a percy jackson fanfiction. Please read and send truths or dares! Or both!

When Lady Hecate fades due to a particularly nasty slow-working poison, Olympus has no choice but to announce their existence to the mortals, which goes about as well as one might expect. Then the Olympians, finally realising it might be time for a change in leadership, decide to retire, and hand over control of the universe to their teenage children. Awesome. But who will take their place? And how will the new gods get on in their positions? NOT ONE-SHOTS. All ships are canon except Tratie. (Brason is canon. Fight me.)

Kronos was called the crooked one for good reason. Assaulting Olympus when a prophecy, despite what the Fates say, was rigged against him? Merely a ruse to something greater. No, with Gaea rising and the emperors of old waiting in the wings, it was not the opportune time to take Olympus. Let them think that they had vanquished him. Let them enjoy their false victory. Let his children and their offspring defeat the opposition for him, clearing a path for his ascension. But for now, he will march willingly to his defeat. As with the (unwilling) assistance of the child of Hermes, two of the three cyclopes that forged weapons of the Olympians, his most trusted titans, and an unfulfilled prophecy, Olympus will be his. It's only a matter of time... *Quasi-sequel to Shattered, but reading is not required*