Two weeks ago Pops barged into the home I share with my mate, and ruined our happy moment. He told us what had unfolded with the Gods in Olympus. We were all preparing for war now.
The only good thing that came out of the conversation between the three of us, was that I figured out what happens when I panic. The world shakes.
Panic had such a strong choke hold on me that the ground shook for miles. Even the humans in town felt it. Everyone had chalked it up to an earthquake, but we knew the truth.
I had little control over my powers. They react to my emotions and I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. This power is different, and I'm different because of it.
Over the last two weeks we had come up with several plans. Poseidon and the other Gods that joined him in this rebelli
