Ten Gods and ten Goddesses were currently sitting around a large wooden table. Twenty thrones surrounded that said table. Each throne represented the God or Goddess that sat there.
Zeus's throne was made of clouds that had lightning bolts coming out of the top. Occasionally, you could hear the thunder of one of them.
Poseidon's throne was pretty much a salt water fish tank. Different colored fish swam around and hit the glass every so often.
Hades throne just stone. He didn't care for decoration and he happened to like how bare his throne was.
Dionysus throne was the color of red wine. The bottom was actually a wine cooler that held the finest wine.
Ares had a throne much like Hades. It was a bare throne, but it was made of pure black leather.
Hermes had a throne of packages. It sounds uncomfortable, but it was quite relaxing.
Apollo's throne was wooden with pieces of poetry, music lyrics, old and new prophecies, different medicines, and bow and arrows engraved all over it.
Hypnos's throne was basically a recliner. He never seemed to be awake at at this moment in Time he was fast asleep.
Hephaestus had a throne of iron. Flames danced around the base of it but never seemed to burn anything.
Janus, the God of beginnings, choices, and doorways, had a normal looking throne. The back of it, however was a door way that led to anywhere of your choice.
Hera had a throne that any queen would sit on. Although drawings of families and mothers covered it. A few rings were encrusted into the head.
Athena's throne was made of bookshelf containing many books of war and useful artifacts.
Aphrodite had a throne of makeup, mirrors (which she was always looking in), and heats.
Demeter had one of plants was currently willing a flower to bloom.
Artemis has pictures of deer being hunted by young maidens under a different stage of each moon. She was currently wondering if a few of her maidens had found that man she turned into a deer and killed him yet.
Nike, being the Goddess of victory, had a throne that resembled to first place metals that formed a right angle and a cushion that had things like number one and first place on it.
Nemesis's throne resembled of of different kinds of traps and paper with schemes on them molded together.
Iris's throne was an actual rainbow and could change shape at her will. No one else could move it. If you looked closely in the rainbow, you could see different messages written.
Hecate had a throne with the designs of wands, x's, and different ghost like shadows engraved all over it. However, the throne was made from the wood of the Womping Willow. Not that any of the other Gods knew what a Womping Willow was.
Tyche had a throne that resembled a four-leaf clover. Embroidered into it were black swan feathers. Winning lottery tickets and pure gold plates sat in a secret compartment.
So you could imagine how weird it must of looked when everyone took a seat and messing with their chairs as if they did it daily. The room was completely white except the huge circular table and thrones that sat in the middle as if they had always been there.
Hypnos has just fallen asleep when Zeus finally started to begin the meeting by slamming his hand down on the table. Almost breaking it and nearly making Hypnos fall out of his seat. Everyone instantly grew quiet.
"It is obvious that you are all aware of the pull you are in feeling in you, or you would not be here!" He thundered, "Athena! Have you found anything about what is happening?" Zeus asked.
Every head turned to face the grey-eyed Goddess.
"I have not. I have noted, that for the past twenty-four hours the pull has gotten stronger and that all of our auras are brighter. I think they have something to do with whatever is happening," she spoke as if she knew what she was talking about. In truth, she did.
Auras. Everyone has an aura. The Gods are the only ones who have their auras on the outside. Gods are the only ones who can see each other's auras. Aphrodite is the only one who can see everyone's aura.
No one says anything as they though over this new knowledge and realized it was true.
"Will the pulling ever stop?" Aphrodite asks putting a mirror back in her throne.
Hera leans forward and places her elbows on the table with her hands together, "I've never felt this before. It's different sort o-" she pauses when she feels the pull make her jolt forward.
Everyone jumps to their feet as the pull continues to get stronger. Then, the oddest thing happens.
Everyone's aura leaves them and forms a ball in front of their face.
They all go to the middle of the table and combine into one pure glowing white aura. Slowly, the aura begins to take the shape of an infant child.
Soon, it became a baby girl with the brightest aura they have ever seen swaddled in a good bit of cloth. Looking around the table, no one else had an aura, they were all slumped in their seats, tired and slightly happy. Tired because of whatever just happened and slightly happy because the pulling stopped.
It took a good ten minutes before they got all of their strength and the color of their aura back, and another one minute to remember the infant on the table.
Hera, being the Goddess of mothers, picked the child up and rocked it back and forth.
"What... What is that?" Janus asks. Hera sends him a glare.
Everyone quickly leaves their thrones to stand around Hera.
"It's a child. A girl... is she breathing?" Aphrodite asks.
Hera stops moving and looks at the sleeping child. The baby wasn't breathing.
"Is it dead?" Dionysus asks.
Slowly, the baby opens its eyes. She lets out a big yawn and everyone looks at her eyes for the first time. She was inhumanly adorable.
They were glowing, emerald green doe eyes with silver and purple flecks and shards dancing in them. They were hypnotizing and breathtaking.
All the goddess instantly take a liking to the small child and all the Gods feel the need to protect her.
Aphrodite disappears to her seat and rummages around in a bag that sits at its feet. She takes out a dress. It's white with pink flowers and ten sizes to big for the child.
"Hecate. Can you shrink it?" 'Dite
asks. Hecate quickly does and a second later, the baby is dressed and looking at everyone with interest.
"What are we going to do? We can't keep a baby in Olympus," Zeus says.
"Why don't we let it stay in Camp Half-Blood? Hera's cabin will love taking care of her," Janus says as he punches Hypnos awake.
"I don't know..." Poseidon says.
"I'm check up on her every day," Dionysus says looking at the child with something no one has seen in a long time: Adoration.
"Fine. Put a hand up if you agree," Zeus says.
Nineteen hands shoot up into the air. Hypnos was asleep on the floor. Everyone laughs. The baby giggles.
