A Hero Was Born: Chapter Ten

Olympus was in a train wreck. Fights broke-out against the gods. Civil unrest was turning the beatiful Mt. Olympus into ruins. The Council of the gods met one day, in the baddest point of the fighting. More then half the gods were missing. Those who did come were Hera, Apollo, Hades, and Posiedon.&nbsp

"Hello, fellow gods.", Posiedon said. The rest of the gods bid each other some hellos. Only Apollo did not speak. He was clutching a sword in his hand.

"I have gathered you her to adress the biggest problem to ever strke Olympus: Civil War." All the gods looked at the floor in disgrace. They all knew what Posiedon was about to say. Again, Apollo remained expressionless and did not speak. The gods all turned, waiting for Posiedon to speak.

"We have only one thing we can do to save our entire heritage: We must overthrow Zeus." All the gods did not look suprised or outraged. Sure, it was big talk. I mean, who else would have the guts to actually overthrow Zeus, king of the gods? But then again, his recent destructive power and lack to control his fellow gods and lask of restoring organization to the Council threw Olympus into this terrible Civil War. Lightning crackled in the distance. No one spoke.

"We have only one way we can overthrow Zeus: we must give him bait to return to Olympus. Something that will get his so mad, he will travel here in seconds to fix it. His son." The thunder grew bigger in the distance, as if Zues would rather fight the four gods to the death than let them take his son captive. The gods looked on as Posiedon showed them a vision. In the vision, Wake was fighting off the monster.

And he was dying.