The Olympians read trials of Apollo

The sun shone brightly over the streets of New York as Apollo made his way towards Camp Half-Blood. It had been centuries since he had set foot on the campgrounds, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of nostalgia and excitement. As the former god of light, music, and prophecy, he had spent countless millennia on Mount Olympus, but now, as Lester Papadopoulos, a mere mortal with no godly abilities, he was nervous to face the Olympians who had banished him from their ranks. As Apollo approached the familiar borders of Camp Half-Blood, he was greeted by familiar faces. Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite, gave him a warm hug, followed by Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, and Nico di Angelo, son of Hades. They had all been through their fair share of adventures together, including the battle against Gaea and her giants. The campfire crackled as the demigods settled down, and Chiron, the centaur activities director, called the meeting to order. "Lester Papadopoulos, also known as the former god Apollo, has an important story to share with all of you," Chiron announced. Apollo took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves. He had to convince the Olympians to give him back his godly powers. He cleared his throat and began his tale. "It all started when Zeus punished me for a mistake I made during the last war," Apollo began. "I was cast down to Earth as a mortal, losing my immortality and godly abilities. My only hope for redemption was to complete a series of trials known as the Trials of Apollo." The demigods exchanged curious glances, intrigued by Apollo's story. As he continued, Apollo recounted his encounters with Meg McCaffrey, a twelve-year-old demigod who became his companion in his journey to regain his godhood. He told them about the mythical creatures they encountered, the dangers they faced, and the friendships they forged along the way. "The gods have summoned you," Chiron interrupted, his voice brimming with urgency. "You must travel to Mount Olympus immediately." Apollo's heart skipped a beat. The thought of facing the Olympians after all he had been through was daunting, but he knew he had no choice. He couldn't fail now, after coming so far. With their weapons at the ready, the demigods embarked on their journey to Mount Olympus. The gods were waiting for them in the grand hall, their majestic presence filling the room. Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Hades, Aphrodite, Ares, and all the Olympians were gathered. Apollo took a deep breath, stepping forward and recounting his trials one by one. He told them about overcoming his personal flaws, learning to rely on his mortal allies, and battling the forces of evil. The Olympians listened intently, their expressions ranging from anger to curiosity. As Apollo finished his tale, the room fell into silence. Then, Zeus, the king of the gods, spoke. "You have faced great challenges, Apollo," Zeus said, his voice resonating with authority. "Your journey has shown us your worth and determination. For that, we are willing to grant you a second chance." A wave of relief swept over Apollo as the gods nodded in agreement. But it wasn't over yet. He still had one final trial to face. To prove his worthiness, Apollo had to participate in a friendly battle against the gods themselves. Each Olympian brought forth their chosen champion, and Apollo found himself face to face with Zeus. The battle was fierce, with thunderbolts and arrows flying everywhere. But with the help of his demigod friends, Apollo displayed a level of valor and power never seen before. He held his own against Zeus, impressing all the gods with his newfound abilities. In the end, Apollo emerged as the victor, earning the respect and admiration of the Olympians. "You have earned your place among us once more," Zeus declared, a rare smile crossing his face. Apollo's heart swelled with pride as his godly powers were returned to him. He was no longer Lester Papadopoulos, just a powerless mortal. He was Apollo, the god of light, music, and prophecy, and the champion of the Trials of Apollo. The Olympians applauded, welcoming him back to their ranks. Apollo looked around, his gaze locking with those of his demigod friends. Together, they had accomplished the impossible, proving that even a fallen god could rise again.