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"You are the King of Olympus, so act accordingly. " I follow the sound to its source finding a well groomed man in his early twenties in a light blue suit holding a staff. "That's so mean Poseidon." Zeus pouts striking me by lightening. Poseidon? The God of the mighty sea? The wielder of the powerful trident? The father of the awesome, the savvy, the great PERCY JACKSONjQuery21402353378429486861_1596566707202? I was moments away from interviewing him before the last of the three main Gods appear making us realise of his presence only when he wanted us to.

Ray grinned, his eyes flashing coldly. … Back on the mountain that was called Olympus, Hercules was staring intently in the direction where the palace that the gods of Olympus resided stood. His eyes were drawn to the bright pillar of light that had ascended into the sky. In fact, it was not just him. Every Olympian who stood together with him as comrades in arms could see it. That light was hope to them and despair to their enemies. It was the light that symbolized the fall of a god, and when they saw the insignia that was drawn up in the sky by that light, they trembled in ecstasy.

That presence which is like a force he unknowingly carries around with him is on full display and it attracts them. Everyone - male or female- is attracted to Ash Thunder. He's a god in a room full of mortal men, a donut on a table of Brussels sprouts, he's as mesmerizing as a brightly lit and twinkling Christmas tree in a pitch-black room. It's so obvious that everyone's lust pit is reacting to him.

" Secretive. I like that, makes it fun to open you up. " Lightning remembered the flash and picked it up. She inserted it into the right port and then opened it. A grin filled her throat when the contents began to fill the screen. Naughty, Naughty, she whispered staring excitedly at the screen. She clicked one of the images and immediately a sex video started to play. The man in the video was easily recognizable but the woman Lightning didn't know her. " This must be the reason the senator needed Percy's services, " Lightning murmured as she shut off the video to avoid waking Carolyn up. She stared at the screen as her mind contemplated her next step.

They don’t like that Josefina’s here either, but we all know there's no stopping it. Suddenly, the air tears open with a crack of lightning. Blinding light and the sharp scent of ozone flood the space, thunder booming through the arena. When the light clears, Zeus sits on his throne, the king and queen gods of each pantheon flanking him. “Always has to make an entrance, doesn’t he?” Thor whispers. Normally, I’d hush him—but I’m pissed at my nephew right now. Let Thor say what he wants. Zeus can’t do much to Thor, and Odin certainly doesn’t care.

Logan frowned as he couldn't withstand a Nascens Grade attack in his current state, especially with an impending Thunder Raid. Yorn and Judex waited for him to make a mistake while Olin and Jock waited for the next lightning bolt. The ninth lightning bolt descended, powerful beyond comparison. Olin fired the cannon without waiting for Jock's command. "Die, Great Master Pearce!" That singular thought consumed Olin. If Logan managed to survive the impending confrontation, Olin was determined that he would not. The prospect of Logan ascending to godhood seemed insurmountable, leaving Olin unwilling to entertain the scenario where Logan actually achieved that divine state.

Diana, upon not getting a reply from her son, her gaze turned toward Derek. "Honey?" She called out deaf ears. Everyone's eyes went on to Derek who was called but seemed to have passed out in a trance. Thunder strikes again, and this time they all stormed their way out of the house completely, down to the balcony where everything came into view to their prying eyes and curiosity. Continuous lightning kept on pouring down the earth leaving everyone with hung open mouths. "What's this?" Erica broke the tension rising. "It's Zeus. He is now making a move just like the moon goddess said." Derek said, shocking the hell out of everyone.

My voice were soft, lace with sorrow, and longing. The wind swooshes, the waves rolled, and the thunders seemed to mourn at me. They were clashing as if the sword of Harper owned by Perseus when he decapitated Medusa. A skyrocket on its journey to create an explosion, then the lightning came, flashing before my eyes as it resemble Zeus’ rage, the Olympian God of the sky. “Where are you?!” The tone became enraged, and the longing was replaced by such loathe I’ve never expected I might come up with.

“Okay, I’ll be there in a second—” “No. Now. It is Father who calls.” Her tone could have shattered marble. I looked at Layla instinctively—because I always did—then at Damon. He gave a single curt nod. I went. As the door closed behind Thalia and me, I saw Damon and Layla lean over the railing to watch the arena. She looked so small against that wide emptiness, but the sky above seemed to bend toward her. Zeus had arrived. His presence swallowed the small room—white hair, crown like trapped sunlight, eyes like storms preparing to strike. He didn’t look at Thalia.

"Go to sleep, monkey. I can see the light of your television through the window. Let me guess, Jenea kicked you out?" "It's my choice to sleep here you, monkey. Go to sleep." She just replied with a middle finger emoji. I chuckled. I didn't notice that the movie I'm watching is already finished. I browsed Netflix until I saw my favorite movie. Percy Jackson. This one really never gets old to me. If there is something that makes me fascinated, it is Greek mythology. Well except from Jenea. She makes me feel all the feelings in this goddamn universe. "Cursed blade shall reap." I chorused Percy's line