"Dionysus, why have you called this meeting?" Zeus demanded, wondering what reason his son has for calling this meeting, yet wondered if it had something to do with his missing Master Bolt.
Zeus was a very tall, imposing, and very muscular man, with shoulder-length black hair and a gray-and-black neatly trimmed beard. He has brilliant electrically-blue eyes with a serious and proud, but very handsome face. For clothes he wore traditional Greek robes with brown sandals.
"It's a matter of great importance, father. Not long ago a demigod washed ashore in the lake at Camp Half-Blood. However, as soon I saw this demigod I knew right away they were not a Greek demigod... but an Aesir." Dionysus revealed, much to the shock of the other Olympians.
"WHAT?! They dare try to invade into our land?! Which of those barbarians dared to set foot this close to Olympus?!" Demanded Zeus, enraged at the idea of anyone from another Pantheon had entered their territory.
"Tell me where they are, I'll go after them!" Ares said eagerly, refusing to pass up the chance to fight an Aesir, knowing nearly all of them lived for fighting and killing, making it so he always could get a good challenge from them.
Ares was a huge, muscular man, wearing black jeans, combat boots, a black leather duster, and a red muscle shirt under a bulletproof vest. He also wore red-tinted wraparound sunglasses to cover his flame-filled eye sockets. His features are handsome, but in a cruel and brutal way, with knife-scarred cheeks and an "oily" black crew cut.
"We should be thankful it's only a demigod." Hermes pointed out. Hermes was a middle-aged man with muscular build, curly black hair, blue eyes, elfish features, and a sly grin. For clothing, he wore nylon running shorts and New York City Marathon T-shirt, an outfit similar to a mailman's when delivering mail with a pith helmet which sprout wings, and a suit.
"He's right. If it was one of the Aesir Gods, we would already know." Athena agreed with his brother, knowing that the arrival of an Aesir God would get their attention instantly.
Athena was a beautiful and attractive goddess, who looked to be in her early twenties, with long black hair, intimidating gray eyes, and was wearing an elegant white dress.
"Even so, this is still a violation, for any demigod from another Pantheon to enter into our lands is nothing short of an act of war! Oh, I bet they have something to do with the theft of my Master Bolt!" Zeus growled, knowing that Odin would stoop to such lengths to destroy them, destroy him. "Dionysus, have you dealt with the demigod?"
"I didn't. I came here after having a chat with him to know why he was here in the first place." Dionysus said with a sigh, knowing how the others will react when they learn the next piece of news. "And I also learned who his father is."
"And that is?" Apollo asked with a raised eyebrow. Apollo was a tall man, looking to be seventeen or eighteen-years-old, with wavy, sandy blonde hair, tanned skin, sunny blue eyes, and outdoorsy good looks. Along with wearing simple jeans, loafers, and a sleeveless t-shirt.
"The boy's name is Jakob Thorsson." Dionysus revealed while waiting the reaction he expected the name would get from them all.
With it taking a few moments for the name to register, before they all heard thunder and lightning exploding overhead.
"THAT FAT, DRUNKEN FOOL DARES SEND HIS SPAWN INTO MY REALM?!" Yelled Zeus, now completely enraged that a child of Thor was here, despising the Norse God above all others.
Not only for the fact he dared to have domain over the power of lightning and storms, but also the fact of how popular he's become among humans and their modern media. While he only saw Thor as nothing but a cheap imitation of his own image.
"I'll go deal with him!" Ares offered, shooting up to his feet, more excited than ever to go and fight Jakob at learning he's the Son of Thor.
If there'd be anyone he could get a challenge from, it's a demigod of the Norse God of Thunder.
"Sit down now, Ares!" Zeus ordered, refusing to have his war-obsessed son do anything that would antagonize the Aesir Tribe, as much as he hated to admit that Thor alone would raze Olympus if angered.
With the War God slowly sitting down, torn between his desire to go fight the Aesir demigod and his self-preservation at not angering his father, further.
"Lovely, as if we needed another butchering bastard around." Muttered Hera, annoyed at learning a demigod of Thor was here.
Already not liking the Aesir for being a bunch of bloodthirsty, sadistic and arrogant murderers, with Thor being the worst of them all. Now they had to deal with his son being in their territory and she didn't doubt he's no different from his father. Along with the fact that Thor could be considered her husbands counterpart, in terms of their powers at least. It's as if she now had to deal with another one of Zeus's demigods.
Hera was a very beautiful woman with long, aubergine hair that is seen to be tied in a braid with gold and silver ribbon weaved in, fair skin, and glowing cyan-blue eyes. Along with her floor-length, pastel purple dress with a deep v neckline laced with golden trims that exposes much of her bust. Her dress has a high slit on the left, revealing her entire leg, as well as a few pieces of jewelry including her tiara, armbands, earrings, and an ornate choker, all being made from silver with aqua blue gems embedded in them. Along with having a cloak of peacock feathers draped over her shoulders.
"Hmph, those Norse are nothing but trouble, always drinking, fighting and eating nothing but meat. Perhaps they'd be more dignified if they put some cereal in their diet. Maybe their demigods have a chance, but I doubt they're any different." Stated Demeter while crossing her arms with a huff, not having a high opinion of the Norse Pantheon with how violent they are.