Quimblee
The year is 2016, the last war with the Giants was millennia ago, and demigods are a thing of the past. Monsters tend to steer clear of mortal cities, and things are pretty good here in Greece. Of course our group of godling friends tend to favor the Miami beaches.
But uh, we have a slight problem.
Unless the mortals at least know who we are, we can't exist...
And the monsters have gotten quite hungry.
So now we're stuck with the lowly demigod work of defending mortals.
Except for the Olympians because they can't be bothered to do ANYTHING.