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Okay, okay, I've read a lot, I mean it, A LOT of scenarios, headcannons, stories, etc., about chocobros x reader and stuff like that, so... What if... The s/o confesses their feelings for a chocobro, he rejectes them, and then other chocobro developes, confesses or whatever, his feelings for them, maybe even a little fight or argument due to how the first chocobro could reject them. Am I expressing correctly??? PD. I like your writing so much!!! And... I love Prompto!!!

Okay, so this is round 2 and I really hope this is more of what you had in mind. I do seriously love me some sweet Prompto but I also love me some badass Prompto. So…idk I did both. Anyways, I hope you like this!

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When you awoke that morning to the sound of the birdschirping, you inhaled deeply and reminded yourself that today was the day.Today was the day that you were going to waltz up to Gladiolus Amicitia andtell him once for all that you…liked him.

Six,you were utterly hopeless.

In allfairness, you thought to yourself as you changed from your pajamas beforeemerging from the tent, your hopes weren’t set very high. You had noexpectations for Gladio to return your feelings. He was the king’s Shield andyou both understood and respected that. You admired the young man’s dedicationand determination when it came to defending and protecting his friend and youngruler. However, you felt that by keeping your feelings from him you were onlycausing yourself more hurt. You were strong enough to continue the journey asfriends once you had spilled your heart. You had to tell him.

Ignissat sipping a steaming cup of Ebony and pointed you to a covered plate ofbreakfast. You half expected him to chastise you for sleeping in late knowingthat you had plans for the day. However, the only conversation that emergedwhile you ate your breakfast was his polite questions about your late-nighthunt with the shield that had kept you out until that morning. Having finishedyour breakfast, you helped clean up the mess from breakfast before setting offin search of Gladio.

Youknew him well enough after your weeks of traveling together to know that he wasmore than likely getting some early morning training in before they were topack up camp and set out for the day. Not far from the Haven was a smallclearing just beside the cooling river and you set your course hoping you wereright. Once you cleared the tree line, you were pleased to find the man inquestion doing push-ups, Prompto seated on his back as he scrolled through hiscamera roll. You waved to the cheery blond, the shift in his weight drawing agrumble from Gladio before he spotted you.

Gladiolusmotioned for Prompto to get off his back before dusting himself off andoffering you a smile. “Morning,” he stretched and summed his broadsword,resting it on his shoulder.

“Goodmorning,” you attempted to keep the stress and worry from your voice. Gladioseemed oblivious to any sort of change but Prompto shot you a curious glance. “CanI have a moment with the big guy, Prom?”

“What’sup?” Now you had Gladio’s full attention. It was difficult for you to keep yourcomposure when he looked at you like that – amber eyes glowing like honeywhiskey in the morning light and filled with concern for you. Six damn him and his good looks.

Nodding,you took a few steps forward and fiddled with a loose string on your shirt justso you could occupy your hands. “Yeah, everything is fine.” You paused for amoment as you tried to think of the correct words. You didn’t want to mess upyour one shot at being honest with him. “Actually, I want to talk to you aboutsomething.” Gladio’s brow creased in thought as he looked at you a moment.Finally, he nodded for you to continue. “First, let me say that I have lovedhunting and traveling with you guys. Really, it’s been amazing and I’ve learneda lot – mostly from you.” You ripped the loose string from your shirt andtwisted it through your fingers. “I don’t want to upset you with this, but I’vegot to be honest.” Taking a deep breath, you straightened your spine and lookedthe human mountain carefully in the eye. “I’ve developed…feelings…for you,” youtrailed off unsure of if you had said it correctly. There was no taking it backnow.

Gladio’seyes widened slightly – the only indication that he had even heard you. After amoment of awkward silence, he exhaled deeply before sticking is sword into theground. “I…well,” he crossed his arms and looked away from you, his eyesclearly focused on something you couldn’t see. “Don’t get me wrong,” he finallylooked back at you, his expression not unkind, “you really are a great person.And one hell of a fighter, too. I just can’t…risk anything right now.” Hechewed on his lip for a moment. “Noctis has to come first. I can’t run the riskof caring for someone enough that they could jeopardize that and I think youdeserve someone that can give you his heart completely. That ain’t me,sweetheart.”

You hadexpected that. You knew in your own heart that Gladio wouldn’t agree to anysort of a relationship with you because of who he was and you weren’t one ofthose girls he would whisk from the bar those nights in Lestallum. At least youknew he cared for you more than that. However, you felt the familiar prick atthe corner of your eyes and you hurriedly tried to turn your face and hide theoncoming tears. You didn’t want him to feel sorry for you.

“Hey,”Gladio’s voice had softened. He had seen the tears and he was slowlyapproaching you. “I-I didn’t mean…I just –“

“I getit,” you took a few steps back from the shield, refusing to meet his gaze. “Really,Gladdy. I’ll be fine.” With that, you spun on your heals and hurried from theclearing. You ran forward, not in the direction of the Haven, but to somewherewhere you could cry out your pained tears and then move on. That was what youhad to do.

The onslaughtof tears had blocked your vision and you stumbled once before a steadying gripfound your wrist. “Whoa, easy there,” a familiar chuckle greeted you. Embarrassed,you tried to hide your face but a gentle grip from a leather-clad hand turnedyour face so that you were forced to reveal your sorrow. “What’s wrong?”Prompto’s voice was soft as he gently cradled your head. His violet eyes werefilled with so much concern that your heart ached at the sight – why couldn’tyou love him. The sweet, gentle,caring, and surprisingly strong and loyal photographer and best friend. Unableto say anything, you let Prompto pull you in so that your head rested on hisshoulder. He gently shushed you and whispered into your ear as the silent tearsmade tracks down your cheeks. You would be lying if you said you didn’t carefor the man holding you as you cried, you just weren’t sure how much.

Finally,the tears stopped and you pulled back wiping at your eyes. “Thanks,” youmumbled, slightly embarrassed from your emotional display. You did feel betterhaving cried your heart out, though. You were sure you could go on and pretendeverything was normal now. Or you would at least try.

Promptonodded, his eyes hardening as he watched you try to compose yourself. Without aword, he rushed passed you back towards the clearing. You called out to him buthe barreled through the undergrowth of the forest with little concern. “Whatthe hell is wrong with you?” He screamed as he broke into the clearing. Noctiswas there sparring with Gladiolus while Ignis looked on appraising the king’sefforts.

Gladioblinked at Prompto but didn’t say anything. When he caught sight of you stumblinginto the clearing behind him, you thought you saw his eyes soften. “Prompto,what’s up?” Noctis looked at his friend with pure confusion. Ignis cocked aneyebrow but remained quiet.

“Whatis wrong with you?” Prompto repeated his words as he approached Gladio. Hishands were clenched at his sides so hard that his knuckles turned white. Younoticed a spark of blue light as if he were fighting the urge to summon his ownweapon. “How can you not see that you’re hurting her?” He was no longer screaming.He was so quiet, you nearly missed his words.

Youlooked from Prompto, so angry his pale skin was flushed nearly paper whitemaking his freckles stick out even more, to Gladio who looked completelyfloored and…guilty, maybe. His eyes, always the most expressive part of him,were troubled and seemed to focus on you rather than the man shaking withanger. “I didn’t mean to hurt her. I just can’t be what she needs,” Gladioshook his head, his dark hair falling over his shoulders. There was a moment ofwhite hot anger than burned through your veins but it quickly fizzled out to a sadnessat the turmoil you saw filter across his features.

Promptogroaned, raking a gloved hand through his aready messy hair. “What the helldoes that even mean, dude? You’re not the one that just had to hold her whileshe cried. Watch her while she’s tried notto flirt with you while you just kept pushing the situation.” He pointed afinger at Gladio’s chest before Prompto pushed it against his chest. “Now she’spaying for it.”

Gladiolooked at Prompto – the height difference was nearly comical – for a momentbefore he replied. “And I’m sorry,” he looked at you as he spoke.

“Sorry?You’re sorry?” Before anyone saw it coming, Gladio included, Prompto hadconneted his fist against his stubbled jaw. You were surprised Prompto was ableto pack a punch hard enough to force Gladio’s face to the side and have himstumble back a step, rubbing at the forming bruise. “That’s what I think aboutyour apology.” Before he could swing again, you grabbed Prompto’s hand andpulled him with you.

Ignistook off his glasses to clean them as he watched the two of you disappear. “Wellthat was rather unexpected.”

“Youcan say that again,” Noctis looked at both his Shield and his advisor.

Promptostumbled along behind you. His hand obviously began to regain feeling as heshook it out between cradling it gingerly in his hand. “Prompto,” you sighedbefore finally pulling him down onto the soft ground within sight of the Havenbut still hidden in the shade of the large trees. You pulled out a low-levelblizzard spell and popped the bottle so that some of the magic inside pouredonto the ground. You gathered some of the ice and pressed it against his handthrough the leather of his gloves. “Thank you,” you mumbled.

Thenormally bubbly young man nodded and chewed the inside of his cheek as hewatched you cradle his hand. “Of course,” he finally brought his violet eyes upto yours, a small smile tugging at his slightly chapped pink lips. “I can’tstand seeing you upset. It…it breaks my heart into a thousand pieces.” Usinghis uninjured hand, he gently cupped your face and ran his thumb over yoursmiling lips. Chuckling, he chook his head sending his blonde fringe out of hiseyes. “Gladio’s got one hell of a jaw, though.” He experimentally flexed histhrobbing hand.

Thelaugh that broke free from your chest was true and happy. “At least it isn’t asharp as it looks,” you joked as you re-iced his hand.

“Ha ha,”he chuckled as he watched you. You felt his gaze on you as you worked but youtook your time before you looked up. You watched as his Adam’s apple bobbed.You hadn’t realized he had gotten so close. “I love it when you smile,” hewhispered as he searched your eyes for something. Prompto carefully leaned inand you felt your heart hammer away in your chest. You closed your eyesexpecting to feel his lips on yours. Finally, you felt a warmth on yourforehead.

Youreyes fluttered open as Prompto pulled you closer so that you were leaningagainst him. “I get it, I really do,” he promised and you knew he wasreferencing your feelings for Gladio. But that didn’t explain the way you heartwas still beating wildly at his proximity. “I’m just asking for a chance here.”

Shocked,you pulled back to get a better picture of him. The earnestness of hisexpression and the light pink that tinted his cheeks was so adorable it washard for you not to smile. “Okay,” you nodded and unconsciously gripped his hand.

Promptoyelped as he pulled his hand back but the broad grin on his face told you hewasn’t angry. In fact, you weren’t sure you had ever seen him so happy. “I canwork with that,” he jumped up and brought you to your feet with him. “I may notbe an Amacitia, but this plebe’s full of surpsies,” he promised as he pulledyou in for a hug.

“I’msure,” you laughed. For the second time that day you found your head restingcarefully against his shoulder, tucked against his neck.

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Ascension - Chapter 4

Demos Educational Organization was like no other college Lena could have imagined. Instead of reading, math, and science, they were taught Ancient Greek, War Strategy, and Swordsmanship. Lena, shocked to find out her true parentage strikes friendships left and right at her new school. Her most treasured friendship of all, her friendship with one Daughter of Zeus, Kara Danvers. Follow Lena on a journey of self-discovery in an attempt to foil the plot of the Titans, and maybe learn a few things about herself along the way.

A PJO inspired Supercorp series. Part One: Ascension.

Read it here on AO3

Lena was immediately moved from her room in Baker Hall to Apollo’s dorm. Lucy gave her a quick hug as she helped the youngest Luthor pack up her stuff. She had only been staying in Baker for about a month and a half, but the quiet and usually reserved freshman had grown on her. “Come back and visit me, Little Luthor,” Lucy said with a small smile as Lena grabbed one of her bags, nodding.

“Of course. You can count on it.” Lena said, smiling back as she headed downstairs with her stuff. The nickname that Maggie had given her somehow spread quickly across the student body and almost all the students on campus called her “Little Luthor” except for her closest friends. In reality, she didn’t really mind. It actually felt nice. To fit to where she had a nickname in the first place. It was a refreshing change of pace. Of course, her closest friends bar Maggie who came up with the nickname in the first place; Kara, Winn, and Mon-El still referred to her as Lena. And to her surprise, one of those friends was waiting in the lobby for her.

“Kara? What are you doing here?” She asked. Kara smiled brightly.

“I came to help you move! I figured you could use an extra set of hands. Mon-El said he wishes he could help, but he had some homework he needed to finish during our free period.” Kara said apologetically. Lena shrugged it off.

“It’s alright, your company and help are more than enough,” Lena said as Kara took a couple of Lena’s bags from her. The two walked out of Baker and across the way to Apollo’s dorms. Each of the different dorms for each of the gods were two story buildings for each of the gods represented at the school, arranged in a circular shape around a quad area. And each of the smaller gods were built next to the twelve so that the dorm area was almost a full circle.

“So, Apollo…” Kara prodded. Lena nodded.

“Yeah, I was kind of surprised if I’m honest about it. Apollo is the last place I thought I would end up.” Lena said with a frown. “I’m terrible with a bow and arrow.” Lena lamented. Kara just shrugged.

“You don’t have to be good at everything your father and siblings are,” Kara said like it was the simplest thing in the world. Lena didn’t have the heart to bring down the mood by saying that she was literally the only child of Apollo that wasn’t good at archery. And that she was apparently terrible at the few things she was supposed to be really good at. Instead, nodding.

“Yeah,” Lena said hesitantly. “So what’s going to happen to me now?” Lena asked her friend.

“No one has explained it to you?” Kara asked and Lena shook her head.

“Nope. The move and everything was all so sudden.” Lena blinked.

“Well, first off as you know, you’ll be moving into Apollo’s dorm. You know what your room number is?” Lena nodded. “Well, we’ll get you all settled in. There probably will be a new class schedule for you since they’re going to be moving you into some more specialized classes for Apollo’s kids.” Kara said with a shrug. Lena nodded, praying that her Ancient Greek class wasn’t going to change. Her shared class with Maggie was one of the highlights of her day.

The pair got to the Apollo dorms, Kara holding to door open for Lena who smiled gratefully. Apollo’s dorm was decorated quite differently than Baker. Because Apollo was the sun god there were a lot of large windows to let in as much natural light as possible into the lobby. There were a bunch of musical instruments strewn across the room, a couple of Apollo kids lounging on the couches. One of them looked up and smiled, getting up off the couch and walking over to the pair. “You’re the new girl, Lena right?” The guy asked. Lena nodded.

“I’m Adam. Hi, Kara.” He said, greeting the other woman who nodded.

“Hi, Adam.” She said. “Just helping Lena get settled in. He nodded.

“You’re up on the second floor, room 11 right?” Lena nodded in affirmation. “Need any help?” He asked, Lena, looked at Kara then back at Adam and shook her head.

“I think we’re good here, thanks for the offer, though,” Lena said politely. Adam nodded.

“Well, I’ll probably be seeing you around then, Lena. Welcome to the Apollo dorms.” He said with a friendly smile, going back to his friend sitting on the couch. Lena and Kara headed up to the second floor and quickly found room 11. Lena opened the door to her new room.

Like her room in Baker, she had it to herself. However, like the lobby downstairs, the room had one large window that almost took up the entire outside wall. Lena looked around, seeing a number of weapon hooks to place a bow and arrow, as well as a sword. The rest of the room was a pretty simple dorm room. Typical sized bed, a small wooden desk with a piece of paper on it, probably her new schedule, along with a closet and set of drawers for her stuff. “Well, I’ll say, your window is a lot bigger than mine. I’m almost jealous.” Kara teased, setting Lena’s bags down on the bed.

Lena set the bags she was carrying down on the floor, walking over to the window. From where the Apollo dorm was situated, her window had a really nice view of the middle of the quad, sunlight streaming into her room, lighting up the white walls. Kara walked over and stood next to Lena. “Nice view.” She remarked. Lena nodded absentmindedly. “Need any help unpacking?” Kara asked. Lena shook her head.

“No. But you’re free to stay and keep me company if you’re not busy, Kara.” The blonde smiled and nodded, going over to sit on Lena’s bed while the dark haired girl unzipped one of her bags and started putting clothes away.

“So, how’s your first year going?” Kara asked curiously. Lena glanced over at Kara who was watching her intently.

“It’s been okay. Weird to get used to all of this.” Lena gestured arbitrarily. “But I’ve been managing. You guys have helped a lot.” Lena mentioned and as her back was turned, she missed Kara’s face light up.

“I’m glad.” The blonde said honestly. “I remember when I first started school here. I had lived with the Danvers here for a number of years before, but going to school here is something else.” Kara said. “Being around other people like yourself makes you feel more normal than I imagine the outside world does.” Lena grabbed some more stuff out of her bag, nodding.

“It does. I mean, my family was nice enough. Lionel and Lex were at least. But I always felt like I never really fit in with them.” Lena said, neglecting to tell Kara about her unstable relationship with Lillian. Kara nodded.

“I hear that story a lot. James, Winn, Mon-El, Maggie. They’ve all got similar stories.” Kara replied. “But we’ve all found family here. In a manner of speaking.” Lena nodded thoughtfully, not replying to Kara’s statement. The room was silent for a few minutes as Lena finished putting away her clothes. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence like Lena thought it would be. Lena went over and sat on the bed next to her friend, picking up her new schedule from the desk, groaning as she looked it over.

“Of course it had to be archery classes,” Lena complained as Kara chuckled at her friend’s misery. “Don’t laugh Danvers. I swear one day I’m going to kill somebody with the arrow.”

“That’s kind of the point, isn’t it?” Kara said cheekily as Lena rolled her eyes and shoved Kara’s shoulder.

“Not what I meant!”

Luckily Lena still had Ancient Greek with Maggie and still had her free period with Mon-El and Kara. Most of her free time was spent down at the shooting range or the fight pit with her two friends. Sometimes Winn would join them when he had his class during that time slot canceled, which was pretty often.

Today, all four of them were down at the shooting range, watching Lena struggle with a bow and arrow. The tenth arrow to go flying off in the wrong direction, Lena groaned. “I swear to the Gods, the stuff I’m supposed to be good at…” Lena trailed off.

“Hey! Don’t beat yourself up. Not all children of Apollo are good at archery.” Winn tried to comfort his friend. Lena raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah? Name one.” She snapped. Winn faltered, giving Lena an apologetic look. Kara jumped in.

“Hey. He’s just trying to help.” Kara defended her friend. Lena sighed.

“Sorry Winn, I’m just a little frustrated.” Lena apologized. Winn nodded in acceptance.

“Hey Lena, want to give the sword a try?” Mon-El asked the girl. Lena still hadn’t sparred with any of the group, even though in her Swordsmanship classes they had finally moved on to actually handling a sword. Lena shrugged, nodding for the first time. Kara got an excited look in her eye.

“Awesome!” Kara said brightly, running over to Lena, grabbing the bow and arrow from the girl and stowing them away on the rack. Then pulling Lena over to the fight pit. Lena just blinked and allowed herself to be dragged by Kara. Winn and Mon-El followed the two girls, both amused at Kara’s excitement. They both knew how much Kara had been waiting to help Lena with the sword. Kara went to go grab her broadsword from her dorm room, leaving Mon-El, Winn, and Lena to wait for her.

“She’s a little… excited.” Lena noted their friend’s behavior. Winn just laughed.

“She’s been waiting to be able to help someone that isn’t hot head over here,” Winn said, casually pointing to Mon-El, who pouted.

“It’s not my fault!” He exclaimed. Winn just shrugged.

“So, I don’t actually have a sword yet…” Lena trailed off. “You guys want to help me pick one?” She asked her friends, not exactly knowing what she should be using against Kara and her large broadsword. Mon-El opened his mouth, then shut it before running off towards the rack. He grabbed a rather shiny short sword with red and gold handle, hurrying back over and handing the sword to Lena, along with the matching blade guard. She accepted it, gripping the handle and examining the blade.

“This one.” He said. “It was my old one until my dad gifted me with my current sword. It should fit you pretty well.” Mon-El said happily. Lena gave the sword a few test swings. Mon-El watched Lena swing the sword and was slightly impressed that for a freshmen with very little training that she already seemed comfortable with a sword she had just picked up. He was about to comment when Kara came bounding back towards the group, her own large broadsword in hand, blade guard in hand.

“I see Mon-El found you a sword to use.” She said, giving Mon-El a knowing grin. He awkwardly rubbed his neck, nodding. “C’mon Lena, let’s see what you can do,” Kara said, beckoning Lena to join her in the middle of the fight pit. Lena walked over to Kara, the sword in her right hand. Kara grinned at Lena, a glint of challenge in her eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.” Kara jested. Lena just rolled her eyes, knowing full well that Kara could probably steamroll over her if she wanted. But she drew the sword, pointing it at Kara.

“Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is Danvers.” Lena teased. The boys ooo’ed from the sidelines as Kara’s eyes narrowed playfully, starting to walk in circles, Lena mirroring her all the way.

“5 bucks that Lena lasts for at least 5 minutes against Kara,” Mon-El whispered to Winn who smirked.

“You’re on. Even you didn’t last 5 minutes your first sparring session with her.” Winn said, the two shaking on the bet, turning their attention back to the two sparring women.

Lena watched Kara’s movements closely as she felt her instincts take over. They had warned the freshmen about this. As a halfblood, their brains were hardwired to keep them alive in a fight. And that their instincts would keep them alive most of the time. And the other times, well. That was what training was for. So Lena felt senses heighten, time almost slowing down around her as she watched Kara circle like a predator.

Lena decided to make the first move, swinging at Kara, who easily blocked the swing. Lena, trying to get a feel for Kara’s blade and strength that she might use. “C’mon Lena, you can do better than that.” Kara egged her friend on. Lena frowned, gripping the handle of her sword tighter. This time, Kara swung at her with her broadsword. Lena managed to raise her sword and catch Kara’s swing on it, pushing her sword back. Kara blinked, raising an eyebrow at her friend.

Mon-El and Winn were both also surprised. It could have been that Kara was going really easy on Lena, but from the frown on the blonde’s face, she had intended to disarm Lena. Mon-El smirked at Winn smugly.

Lena and Kara continued circling each other, trading blows for a couple of minutes. Lena could see Kara getting slightly frustrated, but also there was an impressed look on her face. Lena herself was pretty surprised that Kara hadn’t disarmed her yet, but she figured that Kara really was just taking it easy on her. This time, Kara swung again, stepping forward and locking blades with Lena, who gritted her teeth, fighting to stay standing, as Kara was pushing her to her knees with a great deal of force.

Kara kept pushing until she finally managed to force Lena to her knees, quickly disarming her friend, the metal blade clattering on the floor. Lena blinked before looking up at Kara who had a wide smile on her face. Kara set her own sword on the floor, offering her hand to Lena, helping her up. Lena stood, dusting herself off as Mon-El and Winn ran over to the pair. Mon-El pat Lena on the back. “Congrats freshmen, I think you now hold the record for the amount of time you were able to hold Kara off on the first go.” Mon-El laughed, during to Winn. “And you owe me 5 bucks,” Winn grumbled, pulling his wallet out of his pants.

Kara gave Lena a once over as the girl bent over to grab her sword from the floor. “They’re right you know. You’re really good. Are you sure you’ve never had any training before?” Kara asked and Lena shook her head.

“Nope.” She said, popping the p. Kara chuckled.

“I’ll be the first to admit that with enough training and a lot of hard work, you could probably easily be better than me in a couple of years,” Kara said with a gentle smile. Lena frowned, knowing that Kara was ranked a master swordsman on campus, but with Mon-El nodding in agreement, the thought stuck in her mind.

“Odd for a daughter of Apollo. But hey, maybe you’re compensating for your lack of bow skills.” Mon-El teased his friend. Lena rolled her eye, hitting him not too softly on the shoulder. The guy winced, rubbing the spot where Lena had hit him.

“Wow, Uncalled for.” He whined. The four of them laughed as the bell rang, signaling the end of their free period. With a wave and a hug each in Kara’s case, the group split up to go to their next class of the day.

III.

“This is serious Hermes, the Titans are planning something,” Zeus said in frustration. “The deal to release them from Tartarus all those years ago was a mistake.”

“It shows your strength. Shows that you aren’t afraid of them. That you’re more powerful than them. Mount Olympus is stronger than Mount Othrys” Athena said, to try to calm Zeus’ temper, though she fought against the deal being struck when it was made.

“It will do no good if our father and his brothers overthrow us, even with their weakened powers,” Zeus argued. This time, Apollo stepped in.

“What if we send a group of heroes to spy on them. Find out what they are doing. You know that is the only way you’re going to be able to soothe your fears.” The sun god suggested. The king of the gods looked at Apollo, sighing but nodding.

“You’re right Apollo. The deal was made for good or worse. Send your newest daughter, it will be a good test to prove her loyalty to Olympus.” Zeus said with a hint of contempt in his voice. Apollo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, but said nothing, instead nodded, complying with his king’s request.

Okay, so we're getting into the actual meat of the plot of this story. For clarification, as I don't think I'll be explaining in depth in the actual story how this particular mechanic differs from PJO canon... So if you're interested in how this all works, here's the brief explanation. If you're not, it's not critical to understand why. Rather just know that they're free, to a degree.

A few decades prior, probably around 40-50 years, to the timeline of this story, Zeus released the Titans from their prison of Tartarus. They struck a bargain that Zeus would release them from their prison in exchange for a portion of their powers which he siphoned from them and keeps on Olympus for "emergencies." The Titans were to basically be confined to Mount Orthys, Mount Olympus' evil twin on the West Coast. The Gods were not to meddle directly with the Titans for fear of another war breaking out. So essentially, it's a "stay out of my way and I'll stay out of your way." Sort of fight and Zeus and the other Olympians were hoping that their combined powers, along with the weakened power of the Titans would be a sufficient deterrent from the Titans plotting to start a war.

That's the basic story to that. As I said, it's not overly important to know. I just thought some of you would be interested in some of the canon deviations that I'm not planning on addressing in the story itself. Just a little interesting tidbit of knowledge.

So Lena is awesome with a sword and terrible with a bow. Interesting.

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