Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson
This is a response to puckabrina-percabeth101's "100 words" challenge. This is the first Chapter:
Baby
He knew it was a mistake. He knew it was dangerous.
And he knew he didn't regret it.
Gazing at the cradle, he couldn't help but doubt his decision. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to wish it had been different. His doubt sprang from his sorrow over the curse he had placed on the boy.
The black haired baby in front of him was sleeping peacefully. It was heart breaking to know that the peace would be so short-lived. A hero's fate was filled with danger, and with a father like him, it was doubtless that his life would be just that.
Poseidon sighed. What was done was done. He just wished he could stay with him, so Percy would at least know him. But of course, this was impossible. The less Percy knew, the better.
Perseus groaned suddenly, and began to move. He's waking up, Poseidon thought eagerly. The baby opened its eyes drearily. They were bright green, like his. The thought sent a surge of happiness through the God, and he smiled lovingly. He felt suddenly that It was worth the danger, just for that small bit of happiness.
But he had to leave now. If he stayed too long, he might never be able to bear the thought of going. He walked out of the room, and appeared for a few seconds in his true godly form. Then, he disappeared back to his realm.
At least Percy had gotten a memory of him. And that was all that mattered, in the end.