All was peaceful on Olympus. A nice winter solstice with snow covering the streets below the realm of the Greek gods. It was later in the evening as the city of Olympus was quiet as the meeting in the throne room was going okay. For once, that is. Although it was the meeting where the master bolt would be stolen, however, no one in the room knew that. Except for the thief, of course.

As the meeting progressed (and the demi-gods falling asleep...), a flash came from the ceiling of the throne room. Three figures were seen falling from the flash of light. Lady Hestia quickly summoned a pile of blankets for them to land on. Two out of the three fell on the pile, while the last fell face first on the ground.

Everyone in the room was in shock, but was more shocked when the last one stood up unharmed. He had black hair and green eyes, and looked like he never fell face first from a high ceiling not even thirty seconds prior...

"Percy?" The other boy asked. He had black hair and dark brown eyes.

'Percy' blinked. "Nico?"

The only girl looked more shocked than before. "As in Bianca's brother?" She asked. She had black hair and blue eyes.

"Thalia?" Annabeth asked, tears forming in her grey eyes.

The three stared at her, before turning to one another. "What did you do?" They all asked at the same time.

A pause before those now named as Thalia and Nico immediately turned toward the third, Percy (who still looks uninjured from such a high fall). "What did you do?" They both demanded in unison.

He shrugged in response, rubbing the back of his head. "...fall from the ceiling?" Many facepalmed at the answer that sounded more like a question.

And that is how this story could have begun but hindsight is 20/20 and I don't have that good of vision anymore. Thinking about it, this story was rushed and is full of grammatical errors. We all have to start from somewhere. Too bad nothing else will be done with this book as it is completed.

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: October 26, 2023.