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The Fourteen Olympians were arguing in the Throne room when the Seven, Thalia, and Grover appeared there. The demigods took several minutes to recover from their dizziness.
"Why are you here?" Poseidon asked.
"Why are we here?" Percy asked at the same time.
"You all were brought here by me" a regal, soft, soothing but commanding voice said.
All present in the room looked towards the entrance on the hall to see a very beautiful lady with midnight black hair and emerald green eyes standing in a traditional and Greek chiton.
"Mother?" Hestia whispered.
Suddenly the eldest six gods transformed into a child-like form and at the same time pulled the Queen Titaness into a tight hug. They remained in that position for several minutes absorbing all the love they could get from their mother.
The demigods, however, were shocked that the Gods including the Big Three could turn into children, let alone show emotions.
"Dad?" asked Percy
"You really didn't think that we always remained in this form, did you?" Poseidon quirked an eyebrow, having reverted back to his original form. All gods too were seated. A throne was made for Queen Rhea.
"We haven't seen you since several millenniums" Hades whispered.
And that was the truth. None of them had actually seen her for quite a long time. Many of the pantheon thought that she had faded. Only the Olympians knew she hadn't, the occasional letters and gifts she sent were the only indicators. And those, too, were cherished and resulted and celebrations.
"I know," said Rhea "I was in a deep slumber"
"How did you wake up?" Poseidon questioned. He truly did miss his mother.
"Someone's existence woke me up" she explained.
Everyone in the room stilled.
"What happened?" asked Hestia. She recognized the edge in her mother's voice.
"Kronos cheated" Rhea dropped the bomb.
Chaos burst across the room. The eldest six were in a shock. There had a younger sibling- most probably a god-
"It's a demititan" Rhea blurted out.
Silence. Absolute Silence. All the Gods and Demigods were in shock.
"There has never been a demititan before," Zeus said
The Gods nodded.
"Who is the mother?" asked Hades realizing there was more to the story than his mother was letting on.
"Lily Potter nee. Evans" Rhea gritted out.