The prophecy of 7 has met its end. The second Gigantomachy is over, and we were victorious. We may have lost many friends, family, and allies along the way, but we ultimately won the war. The giants are all defeated, and Gaea met her end. Things are finally settling down. The numerous shrouds were burned, the campers mourned, and the gods were more present than ever. Olympus and its occupants have been thriving. The gods have all been returned to their whole selves, being cured of their split personalities. The Olympian council had vowed to mend their relations with all their godly offspring, whether god/goddess or demigod. Things were working out and for the better. Or so we thought. When a certain Olympian conspires to end Percy, his former enemy stands by his side. Together they must face what is to come. But not without outside help. . . . To lessen the confusion of the varying writings of the primordial family's birth and lineage, I chose the few I wanted to use and branded them all children of Chaos and Order. The remaining primordials are their future offspring. I am not using the Hesiod or Homer lineage for my characters. I do not own Percy Jackson or PJO/HOO characters; all rights to Uncle Rick. All that is mine is the plot and some OCs. In my story, PJ is a fan of many fandoms and mentions things related to such fandoms (including Harry Potter, Dr. Who, Mortal Instruments, Last Airbender/Legend of Korra, Vampire Diaries, Supernatural, etc.) None of which I own- all rights to the original authors/creators. I had not read past The Burning Maze when I started this. The first part of the fic takes place after the second giant war. However, the rest of the book will take place in the future; it will differ from PJ lore after Burning Maze. I appreciate comments--- please bear in mind that this is my first Fanfic. Be nice. :)

Wiele wojowników, cztery klany i... jedna mała samotniczka Między dwoma klanami panuję napięcie, w każdym momencie może dojść do wojny. Ktoś kradnie zwierzynę klanowi pioruna, w którym czaić może się zdrajca. Do tego jest środek pory nagich drzew, w tym roku wyjątkowo mroźnej. W całym tym zamieszaniu para wojowników przyprowadza do obozu dwie osłabione samotniczki, nie wiedząc jak wiele jedna z nich może znaczyć dla klanu. UWAGA: okładka autorstwa @Szafirowa_Gwiazda