—Chapter 1—
I slowly opened my eyes and groaned, pain filling my head every time my eyes moved.
"What the fuck happened," I asked while sitting up, gripping my head in a desperate attempt to clear the rapidly increasing headache.
"Where am I?" I paused and sat still for several moments, looking around at the black void I was floating in.
"Better question, who am I?" I slowly started to panic as fear settled upon me.
"Do not fret, my son." I slowly stood up and held out my hands in a battle ready position, instinct taking over at the sound of the mysterious voice.
"And who the hell are you?" As I asked the air in front of me shimmered, and a tall man soon stood before me.
His shoulders were broad, and his arms bulged slightly beneath his white v-neck T-Shirt with untold strength.
He had on a pair of black joggers, which were stretched gaunt against his muscular thighs.
My gaze traveled further down and landed on his white shoes, Yeezys, I believe they're called.
I looked back up at his face. A strong jaw that looked as sharp as could be. A lopsided smirk with dazzling white teeth that just screamed trouble maker.
His hair was pitch black and messy, the sides buzzed short while the top was several inches long.
Then I looked into his eyes.
They were swirling whirlpools of gold and white, clashing against each other as they swirled around his black pupil. They had a slight twinkle in them that made him look happy yet defiant, and a spark of what I could only assume was amusement flashed through them. I immediately looked away, the sheer power in them making my head hurt even more, which irritated me slightly.
"Hey, this is your body, not mine. So don't go getting mad at me for that," I looked down at myself in shock, and realized with a jolt that it really was me in front of me.
"Well, I'm not you, I just appeared as you for my mortal form." My thoughts raced and my headache became almost unbearable.
"Don't worry, that will fade soon," I slowly shook my head while the pain started to fade, "just a sideffect of being created."
I looked up at him, expecting to see a smirk, but was met with a completely stoic expression.
"You should have the knowledge of a normal 15 year old, along with some extra memories I added to make your life easier." I didn't understand what was going on at all, but I decided that listening would be my best option for now.
"I'm Chronos, with a Ch," I felt pressure in the back of my head as knowledge of him flooded my head, "and your essentially me." I stood there quietly and waited for him to continue.
"I made you out of my own essence, because I needed to interfere in the upcoming war without being bound by the Ancient Laws." I continued standing there, waiting for him to hopefully answer my questions.
"I guess technically your not me, so just disregard that." I sucked in a deep breath, trying to hide my annoyance.
"I placed my essence in a mortal, Sally Jackson, in a similar way to Athena," I felt another surge of pressure as knowledge of Athena flooded into my head.
"You had mental sex with my mom?" I saw a blush spread across his face, causing me to smirk.
"Moving on-" I continued to smirk as he kept explaining everything to me.
"Why Sally?" He shot me a glare as I interrupted him, again.
"Truth be told, I have known about this happening since I was made," I sent him a questioning glance when he said this, but a quick glare told me that's what he was trying to explain earlier.
"and so I started talking to Sally as soon as she moved to New York. 'Accidentally' running into her on the busy steets until we eventually started to meet up on dates, and then you were born. This morning actually, I sped up your growth to this point so you can go straight to camp to train." I nodded my head, satisfied by his answer.
"Now I can finally tell you what's about to happen-"
"Why is your voice so loud?" He let loose an angry shout, and everything around us momentarily flashed white.
"I DONT KNOW!" He took several deep breaths while I mumbled under my breath about over reacting.
"Ok, is this better," I nodded my head, not daring to interrupt him again.
"So Kronos, with a K, is coming," I felt the, now familiar, pressure in my head as knowledge flooded me, "and with my weakened state, and his constant tampering with the flow of time, I eventually lose control of it and everything dies. Basically time is like a pet, I have to control it, but Kronos can give it basic commands such as sit, or stay." I felt the confusion slowly leave me at the analogy.
"So without you, time will randomly do whatever it wants?" Chronos, or I guess dad, noddd his head, obviously pleased I was taking the news so well.
"That's where you come in. I can't interfere unless Kronos attacks me first, which he's smart enough to not do, so I need you to go and fight in this war." I felt a weight fall on my shoulders at the news.
"So my sole purpose of being born was just to fight a war for you?" Chronos' eyes went wide, as my words hopefully made him realize what he'd done.
"No... no I... I" I shook my head and let out a cold laugh.
"No, you made a weapon. Not a child." I felt the walls around us start to shake suddenly.
"I can't stay here any longer Percy," I saw tears in his eyes and realized that he may have actually made me without even thinking about how it would seem, "I just want you to know that I'm proud of you, and I'm sure you'll do great things."
A blindingly white flash encompassed me, knocking me out instantly.
A/N: This is a summary basically, so the next chapter is where the story actually starts.