In the Olympus throne room
"The brave three hundred have fallen. But their sacrifice wasn't in vain, for their deaths have rallied the greek nations together! They have united to push back the false god; Xerxes." Zeus thundered, shaking the marble throne room. The gods and goddesses looked at zeus with determination.
"The Persians believe that their false god will make mother Greece fall. But she will not! She will not fall to the false gods of Persia!" He roared. Lighting ripped through the sky, responding to it's masters anger. The oceans churned from poseidon's wrath. The ground shook in Hades growing hatred.
"They believe that they can walk into our territory, kill our followers, and then have the audacity to believe that we are lies! No! Rally your cities soldiers! Ready them for war!" The throne room erupted into cheers and yells of agreement. "No longer will they burn our fields, desecrate our temples, and kill innocent children. We will take the fight to them!" The gods and goddesses started to flash out one by one, fully dressed in war armor and fully equipped with deadly weapons.
Only two goddesses stayed in the throne room; Hera and Hestia. "Why do you not go ready your city, Lady Hera?" Asked Hestia. She was in her 8 year old form, which gave her a young innocent look but her glowing ember eyes gave off a different vibe. They looked to be way beyond her years, as if she seen the world's many horrors. "Because, I will not send my young phoenix king to his death" Hestia replied quietly as she kept the hearth aflame.
Hera nodded in understanding "I know that you're frightened. I'm also frightened sister. But our champion has a duty to serve Greece."
Hestia looked up at Hera;straight in the eyes. "Fine, but you will come with me to tell him. He serves both of us and only us. I'm sure it will make him feel better knowing that both of his patrons agreed to send him to his death." Hera nodded in agreement to her statement.
Hestia stood up from her seat by the hearth and walked over to Hera to stand beside her, "together sister. I don't want to scare our champion when we appear right in front of him." Then they were gone in a flash of flames.
In the castle of Phoenixville
In the middle of a giant room made from onyx colored marble, stood a throne that lit the room with a soft glow. A throne that was made from the flames of an phoenix and coals from Hestia's hearth. This throne however, sat a person. The person looked no older than 15 years of age.
He had charcoal colored hair that stood out from the normal blond or brown hair. Eyes that looked like swirling vortexes of flames. Tanned skin from training underneath the sun for long hours. A body that looked to be for a hunter, but upon closer inspection you would be able to see a body that looked like it was made from marble. From his toned pecs to his rock hard abs, he looked like the perfect warrior for his age.
But what stood out second to his eyes, was his armor. It was of spartan design, but instead of bronze plating; it was made from onyx colored steel. With most of it being black, there was also an phoenix engraved onto his breast plate. The phoenix's wings let loose fiery red veins that ran all around his armor, giving it an intimidating look. Even the Phoenix itself seemed to be made from real fire. The pitch black helmet, which was propped on his throne's armrest, was also of spartan design but had a fiery red plum set on top.
A bright flash of fire; signaled the arrival of Hera and Hestia. Immediately, the boy that sat on top of the throne was kneeling before the two goddesses. Both looked in disappointment at the young lord, "what did we say about you kneeling before us? You're basically our son, so there's no need for you to kneel to us" scolded both of the goddesses.
The young lord stood up looking embarrassed "sorry Lady Hestia...it's just I'm deep in thought right now.." he said to the two goddesses. The goddesses nodded, "are you thinking about the war?". This made the young lord go still, who eventually started to nod.
"Yes, I'm think about the war..." the young lord sighed as he sat back down onto his throne. "I feel like I should help but I don't want to send my people to their deaths..". The young lord slumped into throne as he rubbed his temples.
Hestia walked up to the young lord, when she reached him; she hugged him. "I know..." they stayed like that when finally the young lord gently pushed Hestia away. "I have an idea...a deadly one, but it should work. There will be minimum to no casualties." He said confidentially.
Hera narrowed her eyes at the young lord, "what is this idea perseus?" She asked suspiciously, already having a good idea as to what he will say.
"Yes young perseus, what is this idea?" Hestia asked gently, not hearing the suspicion in Hera's words.
The now known perseus, stood up. Looked at the two goddesses then said something that the goddesses would definitely not approve, "I will go alone, after all I'm the Phoenix king and it's my duty to protect my people." He stated bravely but Hestia didn't see it as being brave, as a matter of fact, she took it quite the opposite.
"You will do no such thing!" Hestia snapped, going mother mode. Hera just was too shocked to say anything as Hestia scolded perseus.
"Mothers, listen to me. I'm strong...I'm really strong. I was born from the womb of a phoenix and in this world, things can only be won through pain. Just trust me...but look after my sister, Irene. She won't like the fact that I'm going to war by myself." Perseus said as he pulled Hestia and Hera into a huge hug, "just trust me" soft sobs were heard from the group hug.
"I-i know *sob* b-but I don't w-want to lose you" Hestia sobbed, now loudly along with the quiet sobbing Hera. Perseus gently patted both on the back. "I love both of you, but it must be done. I will be the frontline and I will hold them back." Perseus broke away from the group hug. "It's time"
Perseus stood before the mighty Persian army. His cape flapped wildly in the raging winds. He held his helmet in his right hand, while his left hand carried his spear.
The shafts of the spear was coal black but had engraved flames on it, making the flames look real and alive. At the point before reaching the spear tip, there was two of his mother's phoenix feathers tied with a black leather string around the base of the spear tip. The spear tip was made from a fiery red metal, called phoenix metal. It's literally the blood of an phoenix. The spear was the only gift from his birth mother, but that was all he needed for it had magical properties.
"Is this all they send?! A boy?! The Greeks must be truly stupid to send a boy into battle!" The general of the Persian army yelled out, as his troops laughed.
On Olympus
"Hestia! Why do you only send one soldier?" Ares asked furiously. Hestia looked up from the hearth with teary eyes, "he didn't want to send his people to their deaths, so he thought it would be better if he went and fought them by himself." She sniffed.
When Zeus got a closer look at the young lords face, he gasped. "That's the the Phoenix king, right?" He asked Hestia cautiously. Hestia looked back at Zeus "yes, that is my and Hera's champion, son, and our family." She sniffed. All of the Olympian gods started to freak out.
"Calm yourselves!" Zeus bellowed, silencing the Olympian council. "We all know how perseus is, he will make it through. He was personally trained by our best heroes and us. Perseus will show them Persians what happens when they mess with mother Greece." He thundered, all of the olympians except Hera, Hestia, and Artemis, cheered and whooped.
"Please live perseus.." Artemis whispered to herself.
Back to the battlefield
Perseus put on his helmet, as he stared down the mighty Persian army. Perseus started to walk towards the army and the Persians did the same. Then is turned into a jog, the Persians howled their horns. Then, perseus cape lit aflame before burning away as he started to run towards the charging army.
"For Greece! For Olympus!" Perseus roared as he readied his spear.
"For Xerxes! For Persia!" The army roared as the ground shook from their mighty army.
Perseus jumped onto the first soldier, knocking the guy onto his rear end. Perseus quickly silenced the screaming soldier with a quick stab to his throat; blood sprayed perseus armor and coated the tip of his spear. Then he went on a killing streak. He dodged, stabbed, and then dodged again.
Soldiers fell to his spear left and right. Blood soaked the ground, weapons started to litter the red ground, and bodies started to pile up. "He just one guy! Kill him!" The general yelled fearfully. Never in the old general's life, has he met such a demon. Only a few of his soldiers have even gotten a scratch on the flaming demon.
Perseus dodged a thrust from a spear from a 'immortal', before thrusting his own spear directly into the guy's heart, instantly killing him. Another one tried to kill him from behind, but he threw the dead soldier over his head; knocking the soldier down with the dead body. Perseus continued to fight like a Chinese monk. Then finally, the soldiers realized that they couldn't take him on one versus one, so the soldiers charged at him from all sides.
seeing no escape route between the charging Persians, perseus unleashed the fiery power that laid dormant inside of his phoenix heart.
A vortex of flames erupted from perseus body, disintegrating any living being within a 10 km radius. Screams and yells of terror were heard throughout the battlefield. When the flames cleared up, standing in the blackened field was perseus.
The left over fire swirled around the young lord before blowing away in the wind. Ashes fell gently to the ground around perseus and the wind stirred the laying ash.
Perseus surveyed the burnt battlefield, seeing only ash and no Persians. "I did it?" He asked himself in disbelief then he started laughing. "Holy cr-" A large spear pierced through perseus chest causing him to buckle from just the force behind the throw. Blood squirted from the wound as perseus tried to stop the free flowing crimson liquid.
"You had to go and ruin my army didn't you?" Asked a deep voice. Perseus didn't answer, instead he started to cough up blood. When the figure came into perseus view, his labored breathing hitched, "Atlas?" Perseus asked weakly.
Atlas gave perseus apologetic smile "I really liked you young perseus, I really did. But kronos ordered me to end the olympians; But as you can see that failed because of you. So I will just have to make do with you." Then he was gone as quick as he came, but not before retrieving the spear he threw.
Pain started to rack perseus body as he coughed up blood. "I'm sorry..." Perseus whispered/coughed before he fell to the side in his growing pool of blood.
On Olympus
The olympians watched the battle with amazed eyes. They watched as a mortal took on an army by himself with only getting a few scratches here and there. Then when he got cornered, they thought he was done for. But then he went and used his phoenix flame which destroyed the entire Persian army.
The olympians were cheering and whooping for their victory. Some of the gods even started to laugh, some smiled, but three looked relived. Hera, Hestia, and Artemis sighed a breath of relief which quickly turned to horror.
The gods watched as an spear sailed through the air at speed only a titan could throw and watched it pierce perseus, literally throwing the young lord from where he stood.
"Perseus..." Hestia, Hera, and Artemis said in horror and shock. What happened next really through them for a loop. Atlas stepped out of the ashy shadows. Then a quickly as he came; he left. It seemed that Atlas just exchanged words with the young lord before leaving with his spear.
Immediately the three goddesses flashed down to where percy laid. Hestia was the quickest one of them all. "Perseus!" She cried out as she moved perseus head onto her lap.
"You can't leave us! Remember, you have a sister to look after!" Hestia cried, tears flowing freely from her broken eyes.
Perseus smiled weakly at Hestia "It will...be..okay..." he said in between labored breaths. Hera after recovering from her shock, also started to openly bawl.
Artemis and Hera sat beside the dying young lord before each grabbed a hand. Hestia started to stroke perseus hair as she sung an old lullaby that once sung by her mother, Rhea.
"Hestia...Mother...could you...wield my...spear...for me..?" He wheezed out as blood ran down from the corners of his mouth. Hestia nodded furiously with tears continuing to pour from her beautiful ember eyes.
"I love...all of you..." Perseus coughed out before his hands went limp, the light in his eyes faded, and the once beating phoenix heart, extinguished.
The goddesses cried hard...so hard. Hestia because, that was her adopted son and first champion; whom she loved with all her motherly heart. Hera because, perseus was also her champion and adopted son. Her first real son, who respected her and gave Hera the love she never got from her other children. Artemis because, she saw him as a brother. A brother that gave maidens a sanctuary from the horrible pigs known as men and was a great hunting comrade. Each one of the said goddesses lost someone precious to them.
As they say there, mourning. Dirt tendrils started to wrap around the young lord's body as it slowly sunk into the ground. At first it went un-noticed by the three goddesses, that is until Hestia felt perseus head sliding off her lap.
Hestia looked up sharply and looked at the body that continued to get wrapped by dirt tendrils. Immediately, she alerted the other goddesses; who also looked up sharply.
They tried to rip off the dirt tendrils but when their hands got near, it whipped them or smacked them. The goddesses kept trying but when they did stop; perseus was submerged in the earth.
Perseus P.O.V
I felt nothing...I could hear nothing... I opened my eyes but all I saw was darkness. I couldn't smell anything...I even tried opening my mouth but I couldn't. Death was really quiet..
"Perseus.." I heard someone whisper. It sounded ancient, feminine, and very wise. "I've watched you for very long time, perseus. I have seen your kindness, your anger, and I've seen your despair. I have watched you since you were born from your mother's womb. I would say I know you better than you know yourself.." the woman's voice whispered again. Her voice seemed to come from all around me, never having a specific place.
"Who are you?" I tried calling out but I still couldn't move my mouth. The voice chuckled "you can speak to me through your mind child...as for who I am, well...you'll find out in due time, child." She whispered "you will become my champion. You'll train in the deepest pits of earth with your fellow monsters. You will learn how to become in tune with your instincts and the natural abilities given to you by your mother."
"What do you mean by 'fellow monsters'? I'm not a monster." I said through my mind to whoever was talking to me, once again she giggled "Oh..what do you think phoenix's are, hmm? They are monsters, just like the Nemean lion or hellhounds. Their magical beasts; so that makes them monsters." The voice explained.
"I guess that makes sense..." I said, kinda understanding where she was coming from. "So this whole making me your champion thing, how does that work?"
If I could see whoever was talking, I'm sure she was smiling right now. "Now".
I was confused, I mean I wouldn't be able to feel anything since I'm dead. Well that's what I think at least. That is, until the pain hit me.
It felt like molten lava was spreading throughout my body. My blood blood felt like it was boiling, my organs burning, so literally my entire body was racked with pain. "I will give you another chance at life. After all, a titan interfered where he shouldn't have. But it did work out for the best, at least for me." The voice said happily.
The pain continued to rack my body as I became something I didn't know. "Now go! Train in the depths of Tartarus, my brother. Become stronger than ever and learn your new abilities that I gave you. Learn the abilities that you were born with!"
Then once the pain faded, I had the feeling of free falling but I knew where I was going, the one place nobody wants to go, hell.
Hey guys and girls! If you read my other book called 'The Night King' don't worry I will be updating soon. This idea just came to me and I really didn't want to forget about it, so I'm publishing it. Anyways, let me know your thoughts on this idea and if I need to improve/explain anything :)