Mount Olympus (Started)

Zeus
The King of the Gods glanced down from his throne at the raging god beneath him.
"Back out there? Hades' little spells won't work up here and I will not risk the army and the rest of your siblings for a half-blood." Zeus climbed to his feet, his armour glinting like the sun.
"Go after him if you wish but the gates of Olympus will remain closed." Apollo fumed beneath him. "Leave me now." Zeus waved a hand. "All of you. Man the walls and wait."

Aphrodite-

I looked at Zeus. "Will the key help you in any way? I found it in the underworld." I smiled. "I think It's the key to the castle."

Apollo

But he's my son! "Fine, my lord." Apollo stomped away.

Zeus was right, of course. It was just one demigod. The gods weren't even supposed to associate with them, really. Apollo was a terrible parent, really.

Andrew, I don't know if you can hear me, but I'll be watching. See if you can... signal me or something that you're alive. Please.

Aphrodite-

I watched Apollo walk away. I walked after him. I looked him straight in the eyes. "He'll be fine. If anything happens then...You'll be there, don't worry." I hugged him, feeling bad.

~Eris~
I raced into the Underworld breathing heavily. Where was he?! I raced along passages of the deceased and dying, musty with ancient secrets. Suddenly I found myself in a pitch black room. Damn. I didn't have any matches! I searched around the room until I heard a male say from the dark, "You don't have to keep looking, Eris, I'm right here." A match was lit and in the half-light stood Andrew.

(YAYY! LET THE FUN BEGIN!)

Andrew ~

Andrew had been standing in the darkness for a while awaiting the arrival of Eris. She was supposed to present him to Hades to be excepted into the army. When she rounded the corner he smiled and said,

"Hey beautiful..."

Smooth ~ Apollo echoed

Zeus
Four winged men and woman stood before the King, armoured and armed to the teeth. To the left of the throne stood Nike and Bia, the goddesses of Victory and Force. To the right was Kratos and Zelos, gods of Strength and Rivalry. They were his enforcers, his guards and messangers. Born to him by Styx during the Titan war they were loyal until death.
"Nike." He called the goddess of Victory to him. "Follow Apollo. I may not care about the half-blood but I will not let my son die in this folly." Nike nodded and left the hall.
"Bia, Kratos. Bring me Hyperion, I need to have words with the Titans."

Hyperion~
I feel weak. Powerless. All of those years trapped in that blackness. It's time for the tables to turn. Hades doesn't deserve to be the leader of this rebellion. Once I forge my blade, I will be able to foster this revolution. But for now my alliances are my own business...

"Hey beautiful..." Andrew said making me blush in the flickering light.
"You really think so?" I moved closer to him but I kept my eyes down from his in embarrassment. I really liked him. He seemed sweet and kind (he was handsome as a plus, too!). And he thought I was beautiful. Beautiful! No one, not even the lover who had turned me into a goddess had told me that. Maybe we could stop this war (who needs this anyway?) and start a new life together. Sigh.
"Yes, I do." He lifted my chin to meet his sapphire blue eyes. My heart kept beating faster by the minute.

Apollo

Gah! Andrew was just starting, but we were soon going to be overrun! He was doing so well! I had to make a decision- let him fend for himself, hoping he would succeed, or go blazing through, risking Olympus.

So I did what a god must do.

Nike had been following me through the halls. I stopped and turned. "It's... It's okay. I'm not going after him. Don't worry. Does Zeus need me in the throne room?"

Hyperion~
My blades were forged. Finally something that could handle my power. My war blade was forged from unbreakable glass and Imperial Gold cooled in the river Phlegethon (river of fire). My assassin's blades were forged from shards of Tartarus and cooled in the river Lethe (the river of oblivion). My long range blade was forged from he bones of Alcyoneus (the giant meant to oppose Hades who was made of all precious materials in the ground) and cooled in the river Acheron (the river of pain).
"Hades, I have long watched from Tartarus your attempts to overthrow your brothers. If I may suggest that I be your general and lead my brethren, the giants, your half-bloods, as well as your relatives into the battle. The Ultimatum, if you will."
Hades seemed to ponder this.
"Hyperion, how can I trust you? You hate the gods, however I am a god as well."
"Hades, I will not let you down like the others." I plead. "I have not intentions to harm you."
yet