*Completed* "I'm no Sea Heiress," I exclaimed. "I'm just one of Triton's warriors. I was sent here to salvage my overthrown kingdom, not become queen of this one." Soren's eyes trailed over me for a thoughtful second, before he suggested, "What if you were sent to do both?" Eighteen-year-old Ailith is a warrior of the overthrown Sea Kingdom, trained by Triton himself and sent to Land to seek help in order to reclaim the Sea Kingdom. However, when she arrives on Land and meets the two sons of Zeus, she learns that her presence is all part of a thousand-years old prophecy that claims she and Zeus's handsome son, Soren, King of the Land, are destined to fall in love. Ailith is careful as she stays at King Soren's court, trying to gather her resources to reclaim her overthrown kingdom. However, at the same time, she is trying to deal with her growing feelings for Soren, and the fact that she could--possibly--be Triton's Heiress: the Heiress of the Sea.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Percy Jackson's life is finally looking bright. When his mom's books take off, she decides to attend an author expo and brings her family to Central City, where they'll be staying for one week. When Percy's parents surprise him with a visit from his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, things get even better. Which, of course, means that it all has to go downhill. Someone has their eyes on Percy. When one of the demigods gets injured, the mysterious Flash rushes in and saves them. Now both teams have a common enemy. They just have to find out who it is. *** SPOILER WARNING *** THIS FANFIC TAKES PLACE AFTER BLOOD OF OLYMPUS, THE LAST BOOK IN THE "HEROES OF OLYMPUS" SERIES. IF YOU DO NOT WANT SPOILERS CONCERNING THE SERIES, TURN BACK WHILE YOU STILL CAN, BECAUSE THIS HAS SPOILERS GALORE. ***SPOILER WARNING*** THIS FANFIC TAKES PLACE SOMETIME AFTER "THE FLASH" SEASON ONE FINALE. IF YOU'RE NOT CAUGHT UP AND DON'T WANT SPOILERS, RUN, RUN, RUN! (Sorry, had to say it. C'mon, it's the Flash.) THIS FANFIC HAS SPOILERS. A LOT OF SPOILERS. ****None of these characters are mine. All rights/credit for "Percy Jackson" / "Heroes of Olympus" go to Rick Riordan. All rights/credit for "The Flash" go to DC Comics.****