Hey guys! It's me again...
This is a Thalico story. It is the carbon copy of my original story that was posted on FictionPress but I took it down since no one was reading it.
If you are against Thalico, please leave now. I don't want anyone flaming because they don't like the pairing.
PM me if you would like to read the original.
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. But the plot is mine.
WARNING!
AU, OOC CHARACTERS, NO GODS! THIS IS BASICALLY MY STORY WITH PJO CHARACTERS! SET IN THE FUTURE!
In every house, there is a spirit. A white one inside, and a dark one outside. Nurtured by the love of the people living inside the house, the white spirit repels the dark one from the house, creating a barrier between it and its dark twin. But if the people aren't getting along, aren't harmonious, hate each other, the energy would go to the dark spirit outside, and the white spirit would fade away, dissapear, into nonexistence. Meanwhile, the dark spirit would break through the barriers, and wreak havoc for the inhabitants. In worse cases, people die...
A young couple and a man stand in front of a pretty light blue house. And from the woman's protruding stomach, it is obvious that she is heavily pregnant.
"Please, sir! We have nowhere else to go!" the woman said.
"If you can't pay the rent, you can't stay," the man said stiffly.
"But my wife is pregnant! We can't just move like that!" the woman's husband said.
"Then I suggest you find another house, fast. Because you're not keeping this one," said the landlord.
"Please Mr. di Angelo!" the woman cried. The landlord thought for a minute and his eyes widened, his lips stretched into a maniacal smile. The Graces had a bad feeling about this smile.
"So, Mr. Grace, your wife is pregnant, am I correct?" said the landlord, with a glint in his dark brown eyes.
"Yes, that is the case," Mr. Grace said, wringing his pale hands nervously, a worried look in his stormy gray eyes. He had a sudden urge to put his arms tightly around his wife's shoulders.
"And if I am not mistaken, it is a girl, no?"
"Yes," Mrs. Grace said.
"Where are you going with this?" Mr. Grace asked.
"Well, Mr. Grace, just last year, my wife gave birth to our little Nico. See, I don't quite like the government issued marriages. They give you files, you pick. Garbage, I say. I prefer when your parents pick who you marry. So, I will let you off if, when your daughter turns eighteen, you promise me that she will be married to my son," the landlord said in a slight Italian accent.
"And what happens if we refuse?" Mr. Grace asked.
"Then I kick you out, and you have to go find another house. It is as easy as that. Now, would you tell me your answer, or would you rather be evacuated?"
Husband and wife looked at each other, blue eyes met gray.
"We accept."
For some reason, people all assume that Zeus has blue eyes. He doesn't. He has gray eyes. Riordan wrote that at the end of TLT. Go check if you don't believe me.
So, how'd you like it? Please tell me in a review.
This is just the prologue. The next chapters will be longer.
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*Edit: December 13th 2013*
OMIGODS! I just realized I didn't change the landlord's (Hades) eyes color! I'm sorry for the confusion. It is changed now.