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This chapter is by @Reyna_Is_Da_Best
Hazel's POV:

Poseidon spoke,"Percy, you declined when we offered last time, but would you like to become a god?"

"No" he replied bluntly, "and I don't need a wish, I have my friends. That's enough." Typical Percy.

"Well than heroes! You will be on your way!" Zeus boomed. "Also, there is a minor...problem...down in the mortal world." He said, glancing at Hades and Poseidon with a guilty expression. "Now go!" Zeus said.

We turned and left the throne room, heading for the elevator. We stepped inside and pressed the 'down' button. A song played, not your normal elevator music, but a song called Alexander Hamilton' Frank covered my ears threw the whole song until it was done.

"What do you think they meant by 'a minor problem'?" Percy asked as we stepped out of the elevator.

"Probably a monster or something, but it could be bigger as the gods definition of 'minor' is different than ours..." Annabeth said. She patted Percy on the shoulder. "Whatever it is, I'm sure it's fine."

As we left the building we burst into a run. A Maceys had just spontaneously combusted.

We reached the sight and Percy began to panic.

"Was there anyone in there?" Percy half said half screamed.

"It's closed today, holiday." I pointed out.

Percy looked a little more relaxed after that. His fatal flaw being loyalty, which I didn't see how that mattered if we didn't know anyone in the Macy's, but I was glad nobody was hurt as well.

"We should send Leo in to look for survivors." Annabeth suggested.

"MICSIZZLE MAN TO THE RESCUE!" he screamed, as he almost went in. Almost.

Threw the flames, you could just barely make out the shapes of three girls. They walked around the flames and we could see the three girls more clearly.

One girl had strait, long, black hair, pulled back in a grey bandanna, and deep hazel eyes. She had a faint Italian complexion. Around her neck was a navy blue choker. She was wearing a white tank top and had a grey sweatshirt tied around her waist. She wore distressed black shorts, and black combat boots with a unnecessary amount of buckles and chains. She had a kitchen knife with fancy decorative designs in its blade strapped to her waist. Her silver charm bracelet tingled as she put silver AirPods into her ears and hit play on her IPod that was dark blues and purples swirled together dotted with silver stars.

Another girl looked like a girl version of Percy, if Percy was cooler. As she put on a pair of sunglasses, I could catch a glimpse of her sea green eyes, exactly like Percy's. Her hair was wavy and black with sea green stripes. She wore a mint green and electric pink overcoat. She wore sea green shorts that matched her hair. She skipped in her black combat boots, barely skimming the ground, as she pulled a mini black backpack's straps together. She was wearing a purple necklace with a charm on it, and a white choker. She wore a white T-shirt under her jacket. She pulled out her phone and hit play on something.

The last girl had blonde hair that was shorter on one side, and faded into neon pink. She had lighter brown eyes than the first girl. She fiddled with her red and ivory shirt's tie, and some of the many patches on her gray jean jacket. Her small pink faux leather backpack that contrasted with her navy blue skinny jeans. Her black boots contacted with the pavement at the same time as the sea-green eyes black combat boots skimmed the pavement, and the hazel-eyed-one's decked out combat boots jingled on impact with the concrete. The blonde put in a pair of white AirPods and pushed play on her dark purple IPod.

The girls were waving there arms around, unaware of the fire they had caused. The girls came within ear shot.

"Hunger games is WAY sadder than your Harry Potter Nonsense!" Hazel-eyes argues.

"No! There is to many deaths in The Hunger Games to feel anything when someone dies" blonde argues back.

"Star Wars is WAY more sad than Harry Potter or The Hunger Games!" Sea-green-eyes says with a tone that says she wasn't going to give in.

"Honestly Aquaina! Star Wars was invented a long time ago!" Hazel-eyes glares back.

"Well Harry Potter was written a long time ago too!" The girl-Aquaina shoots back.

"Don't take my fandom into your 'old' nonsense!" Blonde said. She turned her music a little louder.

"Blame Abibia! It's not my fault Ari!" Aquaina blamed.

"It's not her fault! It's yours!" Ari argued.

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Third Person POV:

All the gods had left the throne room to attend to there own business except Zeus, Hades, Poseidon, Athena, and Apollo. Zeus smiled at his brothers.

"Aren't you so proud of our children?" He sighed.

The other two nodded in agreement.

"Well I think Percy is tolerable." Athena started, as she always states her opinion.

The brothers shared a look. "Sure" they all said.

"That Jason boy really can fly! Might ask him to join me on the sun chariot!" Apollo said.

The brothers shared another all-knowing look "um-hm" they said together.

"You are talking about Jason, Percy, and Nico right?" Athena asked, mildly suspicious.

"Yes." Zeus said, at the same time as his brothers, except they said different things this time.

"Perhaps." Poseidon spoke. Hades said something that proved their lie.

"No."