On Trial

𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓾𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓹𝓼. 𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝔂 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓼, 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼. 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓽𝓱.
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓸𝓭𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝔂 𝓹𝓵𝓸𝓽, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓦𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮. 𝓢𝓽𝓮𝓹 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓭, 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓻𝓴. 𝓛𝓾𝓬𝓴 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓸𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓲𝓬𝓮
Zaia Henderson has it all.
She's healing from the Titan War, and losing Luke.
She's halfway through her school year.
She's dating Travis Stoll, son of Hermes. (What, I can't help myself! They're cute, sons of Hermes!-Zaia)
And it looks like no gods will meddle with her life.
Enter Ammie Green. Aphrodite's been cast down from Olympus. Apollo's done it, so why can't she? A shift in time has set all the worlds on the edge, poised to end with a single event. No familiar demigods that are part of the prophecy. Just Ammie.
And maybe a stern Nico because kids of Hades are stubborn.
And some Roman demigods.
And Zaia only has five days to do this.
Otherwise all will be lost....

So apparently I have to say this: everything here belongs to Rick Riordan, who's basically the Zeus of this whole universe (except, you know, less smite-y). The only things that don't belong to him are the original characters and whatever weird plot twists the author cooked up. I'm just along for the ride-probably getting chased, stabbed, or emotionally scarred again. Please don't sue. I have enough problems with monsters, thanks.-Zaia Henderson