Chapter 1

A tremendous amount of power could be felt throughout the universe that day. The inhabitants from all the different planets of the universe could feel its power radiating from a certain place... That place was Avalon.

~LB~

Erindale

Third POV

A tall man at around 5,8 was pacing around what seems to be a throne room. He had white hair that greatly contrasted with his tanned skin, causing it to look weird but also nice in a way. He wore traditional greek styled armor that was coated white, on his left waist seemed to be a Kopis, which was a greek weapon. He 'had' a shield on, but it was now lying a few meters away. The shield itself had a symbol, it was a cross that was colored red. Symbolizing that he was a member of the Templar's of Order. But who was he?

Every once in a while he would remove his kopis out of its sheath and then wave it around while muttering a variety of different swears. Afterward, he would sheath it again and go back to pacing.

"These blasted, insignificant pieces of crap! How dare they disrespect me like that. They shall feel my wrath!" the being, who was angered was about to walk into a portal and destroy the planet when he was stopped.

A hand grasped his shoulder and pulled him out of the raging portal, "What do you think you're doing father? You know you can't just go off like that and destroy another planet. You will anger the fates!" the figure said.

"Why don't we sit down and talk about this?" the figure said.

With a loud groan, the person went and sat back on his throne, while also glaring at the figure before him. His star-filled eyes bore into the persons before him. His eyes were like a mini solar system some had said. An awkward silence filled the air, no one took it upon themselves to talk first. Then finally...

"I do hope your mission was a success Perseus?" the person on the throne said, with an amused smile, already knowing what's coming up next.

"Yes, it was Lord Order" Perseus replied with a smirk.

"Dammnit Perce, you know I hate it when you call me Lord Order. I'm your father for crying out loud! Call me dad or something, just not Lord Order" Order cries out.

"Then stop calling me Perseus, dad" Percy retorts.

Order glares at his son, Percy glares back. Suddenly they both burst into laughter. After a few minutes, the duo stops and gets a hold of there breaths. Order removes his sword off his waist and lays it beside his throne. He stops for a minute and admires his blade, on the blade, were letters that were engraved. Spelling out δικαιοσύνη which meant "Justice", this sword had served himself and his family for many years. After a few seconds, he took his gaze away from his prized blade and looked at his son.

"I'm guessing your wondering about my... um... outburst back there huh?" He asked

Percy looked at his dad, "Yeah, what was that about? I mean, you've done it before... but you weren't half as mad as this time." Percy said with a tinge of worryness in his voice.

Order being the powerful being he is noticed this, "Look, Percy, don't worry I just got a bit mad-"

"A bit?" Percy interrupts with a smirk.

"Oh! Alright, fine I was really mad! But it's not my fault, the people of earth was disrespecting our family name. I mean, there just mortals but the worst thing was that the gods were joining in too! Like, we gave the gods their titles and their powers and now they disrespect us." Order says.

Percy was distraught, they had helped everyone on earth. Giving the gods there powers and titles to help rule earth. While also giving gifts to the mortals, like fire, water, and for crying out loud. They even gave some lucky souls mass amounts of riches! Percy couldn't help but feel furious!

"I say we go there right now and talk to them," Percy tells his dad, while also muttering under his breath "And if they don't listen... let's kill em".

Order gets a thoughtful look in his face, "That's not a bad idea Perce, let's do it. Go get ready and come back here after". Order says as he stands up to leave.

10 minutes later

Order and Percy didn't really need to pack anything for they can just summon or even create stuff. But hey, both had very full stations (Get it?). Each had brought their weapons but were enchanted to look like pens. That way they wouldn't seem suspicious carrying around very powerful weapons. For nearby gods would have felt the power coming from there weapons.

"Alright, you ready to go Percy?"

"Yeah, let's get this party started old man," Percy says, causing his dad to glare at his direction.

With a flick of Order's hand a portal appeared, it was black with swirling purple flames. But it was harmless, to prove the point. Order shoves Percy into the portal, resulting with a yelp from Percy, followed by a yell.

Chapter 1 complete!

I'm starting off with short chapters and hopefully, it'll get longer and longer. This is also my very first fanfic so please review and give me tips on how I can become a better writer.

CptK3nt out!