PROLOUGE (Part 1)

I was one of the lesser Heroes of the War of the Titans.

I was there when Percy gave Luke that knife. No one knew, but I was there, Whispering encouragement into his ear.

When Clairsse slayed the Drakon, it was not her skill that guided her spear, not even Ares himself did that. That was me.

I was the one who convinced Daedalus to kill himself to end the labyrinth.

When Braries the hundred-handed one deicded to fight, I was there, cheering him on.

I did all of this, yet I managed to fool even Chiron into thinking I was just an unclaimed camper.

All of this, and I admit, I had some entertainment before my luck ran out, but I let Jackson out of my sight for just a minute. That was my mistake.

I should have convinced him to take immortality. But I was not there. I thought the war was finally over, so I was not there.

For me….The war is only begining.

(So, what do you think of that as the first part of the prolouge? Does it make you want to know who HE Is? Leave feedback if you want more, please.)