So, this is my first story, ever. Please tell me if I should continue with this.
Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.
PERCY JACKSON DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. IT BELONGS TO RICK RIORDAN.
I only own the plotline.
Chapter 1:
It was an extraordinarily still evening. White snowflakes were flying around in the cold New York sky, performing a little dance for everyone to see. It was christmas eve and no one was out on the sreets but a few cars with people driving home to celebrate with their family and friends. The sky was just turning from grey to a soft blue as Apollo finished his duties and Artemis commenced hers.
It was a perfect christmas night in every way, for most people that is.
In a small four room appartment was a woman. She had very soft features: beautiful chocolate coloured haur, warm brown eyes that twinkled when she smiled and you could see just by looking at her that she was a very kindheartet lady.
Next to her stood a very tall man with black hair and eyes that were as green as the sea and shown with a powerful green light. He had a trimmed black beard that covered almost half of his face. A small bundle was in his arms and his eyes seemded to emitt a warm glow as he looked down at the newborn boy, barely two weeks old. However the man seemed to be arguing with the woman.
„Poseidon, you must take the child to Atlantis! You know he has no chance of survivig here."
„Sally, you know I would like nothing more than to do just that, but if Zeus ever found out, that would start a civil war, and you know I cannot let that happen. As much as it pains me to say this, he must be sent to camp soon. If not monsters will start attacking and something would happen to you, I don't know what I'd do. I won't be able to wach over you all the time."
Sally instantly softened as she cupped the mans cheek.
„I'm not sending him to that demigod camp. He needs his mother and I need him in my life as well, as he needs you. I know it will be dangerous but I am wiling to risk it for my son."
Poseidon looked at Sally for a few moments. He looked like he wanted to argue, but one look from Sally instantly shut him up.
„Fine. He will stay with you for now, my love. But I could not stand if Zeus or Hades were to bring any harm upon you or our child."
The woman embraced the man and her newborn and spoke:"Thank you, Poseidon. Nothing will happen. He is still so young and innocent. Not even your brothers would be cruel enough to harm him.
And I will contact you if anything dangerous happens and then we will send him to camp."
„You don't know my brothers", muttered Poseidon quietly enough for not even Sally to hear.
„Well, love, I must go for now, Triton and Amphitrite are getting quite anxious with me gone for so long."
Poseidon kissed Sally one last time and gave his son a kiss on the forehead."I will see you soon son."
And so the man left. It was now completely dark outside and there was a litteral snowstorm going on. The woman put the baby in it's crib and walked out oft he room to get ready to sleep. And it was in that moment, that disaster struck. A huge lightning bolt suddenly came down from the sky. It looked as if it was purpousfully aimed at Sally and her child. The explosion that followed was tremendous and deafening.
The man was halfway down the street when he heard and it. Instantly he teleportet back into the room where he had been standing only moments before." NO, ZEUS, I WILL KILL YOU FOR THIS!"
A fire had burned away most oft he living room and the kitchen. However the bedroom was still unscathed. Poseidon instantly put a shield up around the it.
Walking into the bedroom he found his little boy crying and writhering inside his crib.
„Where is your mother, little one?"
Poseidon then heard a soft groan of pain from the bathroom where he found his lover fatally wounded on the floor. He fell to his knees next to the woman he had so quickly fallen in love with.
„Sally. Sally! You're going to be be alright. Can you hear me, love? Answer me, please!, p-please, I can't lose you", Poseidon begged and began to cry.
„ Po-poseidon?", Sally asked trying to sit up but utterly failing to do so.
„My son? What about my little boy? Is he alright?Please tell me he's alright!"
„He is fine Sally the fire has not reached the bedroom. But you will be fine. I will – I must – You must come to Atlantis with me. I can't- I won't – I can heal you there."
„No dear, there is no point. My time has come. But promise me one thing: Don't send him to camp. He must have at least a father figure in his life. I couldn't stand if he grew up unclaimed and with no family. Promise – swear to me Poseidon. Take him to your home. Zeus will thing he is dead. Raise him to be a noble hero. My little boy." Her breathing hitched and she uttered her last words: „My little Perseus."
„I swear it my love, I swear it on the river Styx." Thunder rumbled loudly overhead, sealing the pact. „I WILL KILL YOU FOR THIS ZEUS! FOR KILLING THE WOMAN I LOVE YOU SHALL FEEL THE WREATH OF THE SEAS!"
But Poseidon pulled himself together for the sake of his son, picked up his little Perseus in his arms and teleported them to safety.
How was it? Review a bunch and tell me i fit should be cotinuedd. I know there are similar stories, but mine will turn out differently, and I just wanted to get this out there.