The Sedulous Seven (Percy Jackson fanfic- last of the Finding Pandora series)

Loki was the god of mischief and magic, and always seemed to know what others wished they did. He knew things like how humans would again see through the mist in the 2340's. He knew that while Camp Half Blood would be run by Chiron and one or two of the immortal advisors he had acquired over the years, there would be a building made directly in front of Thalia's tree that would be run by some old alcoholic god who could no longer have a drop of wine. This building would give mortals the knowledge of things that had happened sense they stopped believing in the gods. The building would be called των Ελλήνων θεών (pronounced to̱n Ellí̱no̱n theó̱n), meaning 'of the Greek gods.' This would be one of the twin temples, it's sister laying in front of Camp Jupiter would be named Degli Dei Romani (which is Italian for 'of the roman gods'). In των Ελλήνων θεών, would be many great stories (that would one day turn to myth) of heroic Demi gods saving the day, two of the more famous ones would be The Great Seven and The Sedulous Seven. Maybe there was something about the number seven (all of the others always consisting of three heros) that would make these so popular and remembered throughout time. But Loki knew it was the heros that made the story. And he knew the story well considering one of his favorites has a crucial role in the Sedulous Seven. It surged him with pride to know the girl who had sushi with him every week would always be remembered along side the other six. But he knew the pain to come, and he knew he would write it down in a book that would never age or be destroyed. He knew that years in the future little human children would look through a glass box at it, with some teenage worker standing next to it telling the tale that would never die. And somehow the thought made looking at Ariana once a week for nearly a year and a half much easier as the time for the prophecy to play out came closer.