Well, its time for me to start a new project in Percy Jacksonia, from an observation of tropes and common themes, but hopefully revitalized into something new

As to the tropes; I plan to try and look at the common themes of this section and use them in a way that has never been done before, or offer an explaination to them (Such as Female Kyubbi in the Naruto section and the Loophole that put Harry on the Quiddich Team)

Well...I might as well cease my rambling

Son of Neptune Tomorrow!...Sorry

The Ruins of Mount Othrys

Ruined black columns of once impressive structures lay across the landscape like the debris of a battlefield

Dropped weapons from the Dracnae that had guarded the Titan's fortress lay with demigod weapons from the battle here

But, these weapons were not bronze, but Gold

However, here the earth began to shake and rumble, as a dented armored hand, toned with stars, rose from the earth as a golden light impacted in the vincity of the area as two forms rose up from the ground

A armored man, with ram horns and star toned armor, rose from the earth, as a golden armored man crashed to the ground

"I LIVE!" The star armored fellow yelled into the heavens.

"Shut it Krios" Golden Armor grumbled as Krios looked dejected

"Wait, is this 6001, Hyperion?" They did have 4000 year plan timetables, after all...

"No, its only 2010..."

"WHAT! WE'RE COMING BACK THAT QUICKLY!"

"No...only you and I..."

"I'M HERE TOO!"

"And Atlas, who is stuck at the moment, are back. Well...Iapetus too, but he goes by Bob now and is useless to us"

"But...why are we back then?"

Hyperion stroked his burning hot chin "I'm not sure...well I was turned into a Maple Tree by that Jackson and his Satyr lackies..."

"Well, I was beaten by this annoying kid with a scar on his lip and a golden sword...I didn't catch his name...Jake, James, Jacob..."

"Jason" Hyperion coughed

"Yes, him...and he kept calling me Crius, with a C...the impudent brat"

"You know what is sad, Krios?"

"That I have these stupid ram horns while you can incinerate things?"

"NO! That I, the forerunner of the battle of Manhattan, the third mightiest Titan...when Atlas isn't stuck..."

"I HEARD THAT!"

"Will be forgotten in history, while you, the weakest and least impressive, will be remembered"

Krios was originally going to snap at the other Titan, before he was caught by his own confusion at Hyperion's monologue "What?"

"I am the Titan of Watching and Observation, I have seen all events since I was sent to Tartarus. You, Krios, will be remembered for you fought one of Zeus's offspring, while I battled one of Poseidon's"

"Huh?"

"Krios" he sighed "Have you ever wondered why, despite their being so many demigods, that mostly children of Zeus are in myth famous? Perceus, Hercules, Minos, Helen, Tantalus...yet few of Poseidon's Children, and absolutely none of Hades's, have such fame?"

Krios shrugged "I don't read the myths, I'm barely mentioned"

"Zeus is an egotist. He is also the king, and when the king wants something censored, it gets censored. Who knows of the son of Hades who defeated the 3 Great Giant Badgers? Who has heard of the tale of the Daughter of Poseidon who cured the waters of Cornith of poisoning from an extremist Satyr? They and other siblings of theirs all saw their stories omitted from myth by Zeus, who wanted, and still wants, to present his children as the best demigods?"

Krios frowned "So, I get to be in a myth!"

"Quiet you! Now, this actually presents us with a chance to see Olympus destroyed..."

"What, we get the Son of Poseidon as our new king..."

"NO! What we are to expect is an unhappy Poseidon, same to Hades, and I have an odd feeling Percy being currently switched out to a California death trap run by a heartless wolf, courtesy of our Niece, will just make our Nephew with the Trident more annoyed. Particularly...with Zeus's preferred method of keeping the censored demigods quiet"

"Method?"

"Sons of Poseidon and Hades are family oriented demigods, Hades since the 400 BC's and Poseidon since the 1300's orient their affections towards woman who are equal to Persephone or Amphitrite, and not the whores Zeus likes. A threat to their families is a good way to keep them quiet, and the Jackson's dame is a headstrong woman who doesn't take oppression well..."

"Nasty...he takes after our king more than he knows"

"So true, just ask Jim and Laura"

"Who?"

"Humans have to come from other humans, Krios"

"But, it is also important that we...ensure, that the civil war destroys Olympus, by unleashing, IT"

"What it? Mother..."

"Already waking up"

"Father..."

"Dead"

"Chaos..."

"Who knows?"

"The Giants..."

"Already released"

"Then what do you want to release?"

"The Serpent" their was an awkward silence

"WHAT!" Krios bellowed in shock "But...that is not GREEK!"

"Or Roman" Hyperion smirked

"Its...PAGAN! A monster from the desert!"

"And its not that far from being freed...on its own it will take just 1000 years to do, but, if we create Chaos, something that has never been done before, the most intense of chaos explosions, the beast, as Ra is still...indisposed, will seek to eat, our sun"

"Um, Hyperion, you are aware that we sort of need the sun...well maybe not you, seeing as your a walking lamp, but I do"

"I'm counting on the gods fighting it...and it will either destroy them, and be weakened to a point we can take it out, or the gods beat it, and be weakened so we can just stroll up to Olympus and take over. No matter what, we need to do something, something big and chaotical!"

Krios had an evil grin "You know, I might know the perfect way to unleash Chaos like never before...AND FOR REVENGE!"

Um...time skip of 20 years and one Kane Chronicles Plot line later

American Southwest, Desert

A huge solar power facility glittered from the desert bottom, as two guys were working diligently over it...a Mexican and a blond haired guy with a scar on his lip, as if he ate a stapler as a baby

"Leo...I'm getting a hole in this new circuit..." the blond guy, whose hand was touching an electric energy exchange wire "...About 17 inches down"

"Got it Jason!" the Mexican Leo guy nodded as he drew a wrench from his ever extending toolbelt of wonders and went to maintain that spot...

"Jason" a voice said from behind him.

A familiar voice, which Jason ignored

"Leo...we appear to have a power leech on hand, I'm going to have to disengage the flow" he commented on their unwelcome guest

"Got it Jason, I'll turn the current to Mortal...now" Jason removed his hand, where static faded away as he turned to spy his unwelcome guest

"Hera"

The Queen of Heaven frowned down at him "Jason"

"Go away" Jason said simply "I'm far too busy for your kind...this facility's efficiency is rather dependent on keeping clouds out of the sun's way, and you being here is casting a giant shadow on the solar panels"

He said it as if talking about the weather, and not trying to dismiss a dangerous goddess

Hera snarled "Listen here you little...you are called to Olympus..."

"I'm working, now go away. I have a family to support, which I cannot do if I'm some sort of pointless quest from you idiots"

"THE COUNCIL OF GODS..."

"If I recall, your three decent members are missing, so, as thus the council is not in full, I see no reason to visit...I will say it again, go away, my kids are coming back from school soon, and seeing a hag like you might scar them for life"

Hera glared daggers down at the boy "Your life belongs to me..." Jason defiantly rose up his arm, to reveal a large burn mark, as if he had burnt a mark on his body to be unrecognizable. Hera looked slightly alarmed at it

"I personally consider my life being given to you by a drunk void, and I turned my back on that part of my life, or at least the problematic bits" Jason noted that this new sun panel group resembled a large wolf with a slight smile on his face "I am no longer a praetor, I have vowed never to lift another weapon again, after what mine caused...but I can, and will, blast you if you don't get out of here now..." the earth shook as Hera turned to see several gun turrets, like what one might see on futuristic space ships, rise out of the ground, round steel domes with gun ends

"They are locked on your signature, and contain a energy bolt infused with celestial bronze dust...they hurt...and they will fire in 5...4..." Hera vanished with a grin

"And they are still being perfected, stupid God"

Olympus

A scowling Hera rose onto her throne in a really bad mood.

"Well..." Zeus frowned, his storm like beard sparking in annoyance

"He won't come...and for some reason he doesn't wish to use a weapon ever again...I have no idea why?"

Ares, the biker, snorted "What a wimp, what happened to the Praetor he once was!"

"He met that Jackson" Hephaestus snorted "That kid causes nothing but problems"

Apollo frowned "He isn't that bad...though he's hardly worth all this fuss" he sighed as he noted three missing people...one big guy with a pointy three pronged stick, a deadly 12 year old, and ol' feather foot

Poseidon, Artemis and Hermes hadn't returned to Olympus in ages; Poseidon had made himself more independent, more like his older brother who also was avoiding Olympus, Artemis hadn't been seen in years and was likely at least contemplating the same actions her two uncles had, and Hermes was occupying himself with the recent mortal advances in space travel (Mainly, as far as they could tell, keeping Artemis from blasting the moon bases off her moon)

The sheer amount of clogged up mail was enough to crush a Hyrda

Zeus scowled into the flames that no longer had an attendant by protest "Jackson...you cause nothing but trouble" particularly when the two children of his who knew him refused to take the credit they deserved, that he had once held

They both were disgraces; Thalia and Jason

"Still, my prophecy for the campaign stated that without a hero from the giant ordeal, it will fail" Apollo frowned "Jason has most of them covered at that solar plant of his" slash armored anti god fortress...

"I don't know rather to be impressed, or annoyed at my son for constructing that" Hephaestus growled

Athena frowned "Well, there is Jackson..." they hadn't seen the boy, nor her daughter, since the end of the war...and why her daughter was still with that spent sea spawn was beyond her; her children were loyal to Olympus, to her, beyond all others

But...she left her job in protest when the censoring began...where did she go wrong with her?

"Yeah, problem is the punk hasn't been seen in ages" Ares laughed "All we know is the kid's not dead" Persephone had only told them that much, the only reason she was still popping in Olympus, instead of following her lord's lead, was that Hades did not want another ice age 'I don't need that sort of indigestion in the Fields!'

And its not like they had anyone to bribe him out with; they had no idea where Nico was, Tyson was under Poseidon, his mother had vanished after he had, um, used her husband as an example...along with those twin Hermes boys, that former traitor Hermes kid, the Satyr, and that Ares girl, while that red haired oracle having been...passed on...

"Yes, but interestingly, I happened to spy, some interesting people" Athena had her daughter's video shield that she had left behind, and was refracting light from a city on the Pacific Coast...

To two black haired children with gray eyes

"Children...this might just work...Dionysus, send the Satyrs"