Worlds Collide.

Chapter 6: Making Plans.

Percilla rolled her eyes at the commotion her counterpart and counterpart of her half-brother (Poseidon) made.

She realized it must have been a nasty shock to them, even if in this family relation to one another meant nothing.

Percy was raised by mortal morals and such, though his Greek blood and such made it seem not a big deal when in concern to the gods and demigods dating one another.

Knowing his female counterpart had had relations that conceived a child with the counterpart of his father, must have been to much for him to process.

She didn't exactly know why Poseidon had acted like such a drama king, he was a god after all and usually that wouldn't stop a god.

Zeus had gone after Persephone – his daughter and Hades' wife – in the past. Some said this was how Melinoe, goddess of ghost came about.

She wondered if that was true for this reality or not?

"Give me a moment father, son," she said, and walked over to Poseidon and knelt down by his torso area.

"What's she doing?" Demeter asked, blinking.

"Oooh, maybe she's going to kiss him!" Aphrodite cooed, hands clasped together.

"Oh my head!" Percy gasped as Percilla rolled her eyes at the words spoken. "I'm never going to get these images out."

"Stop complaining," Thal said, almost sneering. "You think it's easy for us. Our sister actually slept with...that!"

The titan motioned at the unconscious Poseidon like he was sea sludge.

Percy shivered, while some of the Olympians glared at the Titan for implying there was anything wrong with them.

Nicodemus simply grunted, looking away.

Percilla sighed and placed her hand flat against Poseidon's chest.

"Time to wake up Sea Sludge," she said, wrinkling her nose and her hand began to glow a golden-red color.

Steam came from her hand which now appeared to be on fire – sort of.

Suddenly Poseidon's eyes shot open and Percilla smirked and removed her hand.

His shirt now had a feminine hand print burned into it, searing his skin red, but did not burn him seeing as his entire being was made and connected to the oceans.

"Ow!" he grumbled as he shot up and Percilla stood, and backed up some.

"How..." Percy began, staring wide eyed at the steaming red mark still on his father's chest.

"I am the Titaness of War," she said. "My father, Kronos is also connected to fire. Similar to how Hestia is yet she is not the goddess of fire. Ares could probably do something similar, war and fire sort of go together."

Ares nodded, backing up her words.

Poseidon stood, looked at Percilla like she was handing him a grenade and back to his son before his eyes landed on the mirror device which showed many of the Titans laughing, or snickering.

Even Kronos and Rhea seemed highly amused.

"Mommy, where are you?" Triton called and Poseidon gulped.

The boy in the mirror did look exactly like his son did at that age, except his Triton who was fully grown god, did not have the golden pupils. It didn't truly bother Poseidon as much as the fact it was shocking.

Add to the fact Percilla wasn't his daughter, she was his half-sister from another reality. And he would admit, she was very attractive.

It had just been a great shock, and the fact she was his son's female counterpart from another reality.

They basically had the same personality and soul, just different fathers and lives. He just hoped the revelation hadn't scarred his poor son too much.

"Oh, we went on a little trip honey," Percilla said, drawing everyone's attention back to reality.

"You're coming home...right?" he asked, his eyes wide.

"Of course," Percilla said, her face taking a look as if she were offended. "How could I not? Now, mother, please take Triton. I don't want him hearing anything I have to say to father."

The Olympians were slightly surprised when Rhea stood and walked over to take Triton, picking him up in her arms. She looked at Percilla with motherly love and the same for Thal and Nicodemus.

When her eyes met the Olympians they turned sad, and betrayed.

"Mother Rhea," Hestia said, and the counterpart to the eldest Olympians mother stood straight, her head raised high.

"I am sorry, but I am no ones mother, but my three step children's," she said, and turned, walking out as if hurt.

Thal, Perci and Nico all sighed, shaking their heads.

"What did she mean?" Athena asked.

"Wouldn't you feel betrayed, Athena, if the six children you had begged your husband to spare and raise had thrown it all back into your face. Rising against the home they'd always known, the family who loved them, and tried to overthrow them. To send them to Tartarus?"

Athena looked startled by Thalmus' words, the six children of Rhea and Kronos the most shocked.

"I...I think so," she muttered.

"Then, that is your answer," Nicodemus grunted.

Kronos cleared his throat.

"As lovely as it is to see you put the Olympians in their places, children, what is going on?"

"We were all doing our duties as you know, Father," Nicodemus began. "When we suddenly appeared before Chaos, and others. Two being Titans we were sure had faded."

The Titan Council all sat up straighter at this, confused.

"It was Lady Chaos father," Perci said, "She told us that long ago she'd created the different realities to the universe. Parallel to one another, many different ones. Some because of different decisions made. But there were two base realities. One where the gods won the war, and one were the Titans did. In this reality the gods rule, and the Titans were the tyrants. Like rolls reversed between the two groups."

The council listened and nodded in understanding.

"I see, so these Olympians you are with..."

"They are not the ones we knew," Perci said. "Lady Chaos explained that everyone had counterparts in the realities. Mine is a demigod named Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. The prophecy from our world is in this one, he wished upon a star for help in his war. It was granted and myself, Thal and Nico were brought to help them."

"Who is this war against?" Themis asked, sitting forward, a look of concern and knowing in her eyes.

"It is against the Titans of this world, more so Kronos," Nicodemus replied.

The Titans were silent, as silent as the Olympians had been when suddenly Kronos nodded.

"I see, and you can't return until the end of this war," he said. "So be it. Before we finish this, I'd like to see this Perseus."

Poseidon and many of the Olympians looked at the quiet demigod who seemed shocked at Kronos' words.

"Percy," Percilla called, turning to lock golden-green eyes with his sea green ones.

He gulped and slowly walked over to stand next to his counterpart.

Kronos and the other Titans council all stared him critically.

"I can see it, but he looks much like...Poseidon," Kronos said.

"And Triton," Koios, another Titan said from his throne.

Kronos nodded, and his eyes narrowed.

"Good luck with your war, Perseus," he said, and then looked at the watching Olympians with a hard glare. "I expect my children to return home without a scratch, Olympus..."

The Titan children of Kronos all smiled slightly at the shocked looks the others had on their faces. The three Titans said their farewells and Percilla deactivated the mirror and slid it back where she'd taken it from.

"He's so different..." Hera began. "I've never seen father seem so sincere or worried."

"You might be surprised, it is possible the two are not that different. One just has reason to show it, the other is ruled by his rage and thirst for vengeance," Nicodemus suggested.

The Olympians all didn't seem to want to think his words had any truth to them and he shrugged.

"Just a thought."

"What now?" Thalmus asked.

"We should send them to Camp Half-Blood," Athena said. "It would be the easiest solution. We can explain to the Campers what has happened and who they are ourselves."

Zeus seemed to think about this and sighed.

"Fine," he said. "Is that acceptable to you three?"

The Titans seemed pleasantly surprised by his question and nodded.

"Yes," she said. "Thank you."

Hera smiled, happy to see everyone getting along relatively well.

"Before that why don't we all sit down to lunch?" she asked and everyone looked at her startled.

"Lunch?" Hephaestus questioned. "A...family lunch?"

"Yes," she said as if it were a normal occurrence. "After such we will go to Camp Half-Blood."

"You...want to go to Camp?" Hades questioned, startled.

Hera sighed, rubbing her temples.

"Just go to the dinning room," she snapped and the Olympians nodded and bega flashing to the dinning room.

Hestia stayed behind to show the forgotten Perseus and three Titans – not truly forgotten, just they had forgotten that they did not know where the dinning room was located.

"I will escort you there," she said, smiling softly. "I am sorry about them, they didn't mean to forgot I am sure."

Percy nodded and the Titans either grunted or nodded as well.

"It is alright, I am sure if the situation were reversed we'd forget as well. We don't have many who haven't been to the palace on Othrys," Perci said.

As they walked to the dinning room, Percy came to stand next to his counterpart and looked at her with a hesitant but questioning look on his face.

"Percy, you have a question?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

He thought for a second before blurting out his question the best he could.

"Um...how did you and...uh...Poseidon," Percy nearly stumbled over the name. "...uh. I thought the Olympians were evil in your world, so how did you have a son with...uh, Poseidon?"

Thalmus, Hestia and Nicodemus nearly stopped at his question and he noticed Nicodemus and Thalmus had sour looks on their faces – Nicodemus more so then the others.

Percilla wasn't looking to happy either.

"That, Perseus, is a difficult story to tell," she told him. "Ask me again at a later date, I swear I will answer then."

Perseus saw the hidden pain in her eyes and nodded.

"Alright."

Seconds later they arrived in the dinning room, and upon entering the Olympians, who were all sitting now, looked confused and then embarrassed they'd forgotten to help the guest to the dinning hall.