"Nervous?" A nymph asked me.

She was putting armor on me. I've met nymphs before most are nice. I got teleported to Mount Olympus. I was the only one permitted to enter the haven of the gods. My nerves are shout. Zeus and I have never seen eye to eye for a while. Hades... I hate him because he stole my mom that one time. 

"Yeah, a little." I try to sound heroic.

She smiles at me. She rubs the armor with some liquid that smelled like perfume mixed with coffee. She also puffed up my hair. 

"Remember choose your words wisely, Percy Jackson." She says.

"I know." I nod. 

Trust me I know. I had a showdown with Ares. If I know one thing about the gods, they have tempers. She opens the golden doors. I grip Riptide. I walk in. I lower myself in front of the gods. They look down at me in their thrones. But I realized all had on armor. It's amazing. Each had weapons in their hands.

"Perceus Jackson, rise." Zeus tells me.

I nod and I stand up.

"You are here to fight beside us." Zeus says. 

"We need not a mortal!" Hades yells at Zeus.

"Hold your tongue brother!" Poseidon (aka. my dad) yells.   

"I am grateful you chose me." I lower my head.

"You might come to regret that dear boy." Hades hisses.

He turns to the others.

"He will not survive this war." Hades tells Zeus and my dad.

Ouch. He's probably right. I grip my sword nervously.

"He is more capable than you know." Dad says.

Thanks dad. 

"He's a mortal!" Hades yells.

"He is my son!" Dad yells louder. 

I get thrown back. They yell so loudly. I slam into the doors. The nymph pokes her head in.

"Is everything alright?" She asks.

"Fine." I wince getting up.

"We must fly soon." Zeus says.

"To arms." Dad and Hades says.