Okay, so this story is one of the winners of my recent poll. It won with 2nd place, with 7 votes. I think that anyone who finds Greek or Roman mythology interesting, will like this. Now, before the story begins, here is the song that the story is based on!: Set the World on Fire, by Black Veil Brides(Underlines are where the part of the song ends, and the new one picks up!). Here is the link to the real song, just put the youtube address before it:
watch?v=l1iNQcgEj3w
Saints born together
To fight against their holy fables
The streets are where we pray
Hymns for the lonely wretched and forgotten
The feeling in our hearts won't ever fade away...
We stand tall
(UNITED)
Watch them fall
(DIVIDED)
Break the chains and now we'll show them all
(FIGHT)
Fight for all you know
When your backs against the wall
Stand against the liars
Stronger than before
When your life becomes a war
Set the World on Fire
Sing out united
Against the ones you left in hatred
Our message of today
Like children crying
When all they knew was dying
And we will raise our flags up
It's time for them to pay
We stand tall
(UNITED)
Watch them fall
(DIVIDED)
Break the chains and now we'll show them all
(FIGHT)
Fight for all you know
When your backs against the wall
Stand against the liars
Stronger than before
When your life becomes a war
Set the World on Fire
WOAH
So sing aloud
You hold the key
We're the rebels and we're free
It's time to burn all that you see
Now the world belongs to me
(Guitar Solo)
Fight for all you know
When your backs against the wall
Stand against the liars
Stronger than before
When your life becomes a war
Set the World on Fire
Proud in all you are
Showin' every scar
As your badge of honor
When you can't take anymore
Of what they're livin' for
Set the World on Fire!
Now, for the story!
231 AD...
The Roman Empire was slowly beginning to fall apart under the leadership of Emperor Carvilius Caesar IIX. The Eastern part of the empire was ruled by Governor Mucius Otho, a cruel tyrant, with the 19th Legion under his command. Governor Mucius was the son-in-law of the emperor's brother, thus why he was given the east. Emperor Carvilius was only a puppet for the true tyrants, the senate.
The senate had become very powerful since 211 BC, when Maximus Decimus gave the senate more power. The senate used the power cruelly, declaring that their orders were second only to the line of Caesar. They reinstated the Populace Authority, meaning the people had no say in any politics Anyone who spoke out against the senate was immediately put down, under the crime of 'Treason'.
Eventually, the senate became more powerful then the emperor, and had the authority to veto his direct orders. Taxes were raised, and people began losing their property due to the inability to pay them. The Legions were massed, with recruits as young as 10 year old's, and as old as 70.
Slavery was increased, and many people were forced into slavery. The senate forced many people into slavery, political enemies, foreign dignitaries, prisoners of war, etc. Around this time, people who, later formed the rebellions that brought the once great empire down to it's knees, were born. Most of these people were actually slaves, or peasants, the people who were deemed unworthy of any pleasures. These people set the world on fire...
In Aquitania, or present day France...
Turrinus was standing on the porch of the hovel he called home. He had tears in his eyes, not tears of sadness but of joy. His wife was giving birth to their first-born. The mid-women had ordered him to stand outside and wait. His friends were standing with him. Apustius had his ten-year old son with him, Grover. Apustius and he had been friends since near birth, so he was going to be the god-father.
His thoughts were interrupted by a single cry. It was the cry of his child. His friends also perked up. A child was a blessing for the whole community, so everyone was excited at a new birth. For what seemed like eons, they waited. Finally, a mid-woman came out, "Congratulations, you have a healthy little boy." She said. Turrinus felt the warm tears roll down, and he pushed in.
He saw his beautiful wife, Sallis, sitting in the bed. The mid-women were cleaning up from the birth, but his eyes weren't there. They were on the little bundle in his wife's arms. Sallis smiled warmly at him, her eyes had bags under them. He walked over to her, and peppered her forehead with kisses. When Turrinus was done, he looked at the bundle. In it, was his son.
His son had a little spot of black hair, and he was quietly being nursed by Sallis. "He's so-," Turrinus started.
"I know." Sallis looked at him with her eyes, they were a kaleidoscope, constantly changing colors. Turrinus wrapped an arm around her and hugged her.
"What should we name him?" He asked.
"How about..." Sallis was quiet as she thought about it, "Perseus." Turrinus thought about it, the hero who defeated Medusa and was the first man to ride a Pegasus.
"That sounds, fitting." Turrinus said, a smile playing across his lips.
In Rome, a few months later...
Emperor Carvilius was pacing the hall. His eyes darting between the shelves of books and all the schematics he had planned out. Unlike many of his ancestors, he was a scholar. The woman he loved, a blonde haired and gray-eyed woman, was supposed to be here. They had met a few months ago, and were together since then. However, she had not returned yet.
She was one of the few women who was truly scholarly. She was wise, much more then she seemed. He was frustrated now, almost tempted to send out the Praetorian's. Carvilius had never felt like this about anyone in his life, and he wanted to see her again. He felt his fingers start twitching.
He started when there was a knock on the door to his study. He walked over and opened it. She was there, beautiful and graceful. He quickly kissed her. She kissed him back, but then stopped. "Carvilius." She said.
"Yes my love?" He answered.
"I have something for you." She replied.
"My birthday isn't for several more moons?" Carvilius said, completely confused. She smiled, warm and caring.
"I know my love." She gave him a bundle. He opened it cautiously. He almost dropped it when he saw what it was. A child. A little baby girl.
"Wha-wha-fwee-fwee?" He stuttered. She smiled at him, and he felt something in his brain click. He knelt, still holding the child. "Minerva!"
"Come, please, don't kneel." Minerva said, looking at him. Carvilius stood, holding the bundle tighter. "She is your child, as well as mine."
"H-how?" He asked, they never did any intercourse.
"Don't ask, but appreciate my gift for you." Minerva told him.
"Y-yes my lady." He said, averting her eyes.
"Good-bye, I will always be watching you, my love." Minerva whispered, and she kissed him. He opened his eyes, but she was already gone.
"Good-bye, my love." He turned and walked away, still holding the little baby in his arms. This was his child, and the child of a goddess. "So, what shall we name you?" The little baby yawned in his arms, and he felt a smile cross his lips. "How about... Annabeth."
Okay, sorry if this is short, but this is only the prologue. I will be writing much longer chapters, I assure you! And As Always, Have A Nice Day!