Olympian Beginnings: Chapter 9

 Hestia 



"Sister, come on!"

I sighed and followed Demeter across the throne room. I looked around at the thrones, six of them now filled. It'd been almost nine mortal years since Zeus had freed our siblings (myself included), and we'd been gaining allies and striking blows to the Titans ever since. Zeus and Poseidon had been pushing to mount a final attack for a while, but the Fates had warned us we needed every chair filled beforehand, and even they understood defying the Fates was a bad idea. Among our new allies were Pan, a young nature god who didn't look like much, but had won us more than a few battles with his powers, and Maia, a cave nymph from the mortal world that Leto had introduced us to. However, the newest throne had been claimed by Hera's son, Ares. My youngest sister and youngest brother had married a couple of years back, and Ares had been born soon after. He was a god, like us, specializing in weaponry, from what we could tell. His throne, (the one directly next to Poseidon's), had turned blood red, with about as many weapons holsters as possible for a chair. Now Hera was in labor once again, and Demeter seemed under the impression it was necessary for us to witness, as her sisters.

Just before reaching the door to Hera's and Zeus's room, I heard a shriek from behind the door.

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