Metis' Mendum XVII

Athena's P.O.V.
We all started preparing our armour and weapons for the big fight that was sure to happen. No could deny what was going to become the outcome of Gaea's meddling. I just hoped it would never come to this.

The armoury was crowded, nearly every shelf began to empty in mere seconds. Helmets, chestplates, swords, spears, sheilds, daggers, bows, you name it. There wasn't many of us left to defend Olympus. The only olympians left were myself, Zeus, Hera, Ares, Apollo, Artemis, Hephaestus, Hebe, and other gods. Most of them were either other godly children of Zeus, or one of his other children's children, including Ares' sons Phobos and Demios.

Hestia, Aphrodite, Eros, Psyche and Harmonia were also there, but not for the fighting. They were sort of supporting, but not really supporting you could say. Hesta doesn't really care when it comes to war and likes to remain as much out of conflict as much as possible. Aphrodite wasn't pro-war either, unless of course it included a romantic tragedy. Harmonia was all for peace so she would never be of much help (though a few times of peace were neccesary). Eros and Psyche would be no help either so i don't really need to go into any detail about that.

We all prepared ourselves at the gate. We spaced each other out so that we didn't get cramped together (to avoid any energy blasts). All our weapons were ready, Ares was dying to just charge at the closed elevator door. He called it "intimidation, scare them before they even arrive and they'll go running to their mothers".

We waited, we knew someone was coming up, but we had no idea who it was. The security guard down stairs can't see through the mist very well and didn't really get a good look at what just walked straight past him for the elevator.

BING! The elevator began to rise beyond the normal mortal floors. The energy excerted throgh its decent began to slowly poor through the doors. Then the doors binged and opened wide. We readied our weapons, awaiting the most powerful thing to ever attack olympus since Typhon. Then as he stepped off the elevator, we looked at the enormous figure, who turned out to be. . . Atlas?

The Titan stepped his way out of the elevator, waving his flag of truce to avoid being pulperized by Ares' fiery nature.

not done