*This is a Percy Jackson fanfic that occurs after the war with Gaea.* Gods are starting up a war. Nothing is stoping them after they start. But what caused this in the first place? Once it's done, nothing can stop the war. Better to prevent than to stop. A new threat against the demigods. A new demigod might help them, or may cause their destruction. Love? Death? A new found friendship? Possibly a new found brother hood? Follow this 6 demigods, on an unraveling journey of a new prophecy. a prophecy with more destruction, more deaths, but possibly a happy ending to all?? Sounds fun? Maybe.... Maybe not. Disclaimer: All characters that you might recognize, belong to that troll called Rick Riordan, or what I call Uncle Rick. That troll for all us demigods...

Percy is the son of Lupa and the son of Lycaon, being raised by werewolves he is taught to be fearless and to never show weakness. He absolutely loathes the color silver for all it's done for him is hurt him. He's walking down a dark path but can one silver eyed goddess change that? (Warning: This story isn't mine. It's Pluto's Daughter 11 from fanfiction.net. All credit belongs to her, I am simply... broadcasting it.