Percy Jackson and the Prophecy of the Three Graces
By Midnightbirch chapter1: Kronos says a swear
"There are others," Kronos informed from the depths of Luke's body. He sat on an outsized red and black velvet armchair.
"How many?" asked a guy about my age with a scared face and crazy orange flaming hair.
"Two sisters" Kronos confirmed to his kneeling servant. He jerked his head to one side and franticly searched the room with his eyes.
"What?" asked the orange haired kid. He stood up from his kneel and also began to search the room with wandering eyes. Kronos' eyes fell upon me and all I could do is stare into the blackened eyes that had once belonged to Luke. His upper lip twitched with anger.
"Oh shit" he let out in stern and threatening whisper. I wanted to laugh something about the commonly said phrase said by Kronos has hilarious. The words seemed so foreign to him, to the almighty Kronos. He to looked surprised by the remark he had made. The scared face minion stared out in to space searching for whatever it was that Kronos was giving evil glares to. His face was masked with confusion.
"That's right Percy Jackson, two more half-bloods to be added to prophecy and soon they will be mine" Kronos eyes darkened as he talked. He reminded me of a cartoon super villain revealing his evil plot to the hero.
"Umm, my name is Andy," said the still confused devotee. Kronos turned back to his faithful Andy with a hostile annoyed glare. The vision faded from my unconsciousness mind and I woke with a start. My eyelids rapidly flew opened.