Epitome of Death

Summary: Percy is a demigod son of Kronos. But on his twelfth birthday, when he and his mother are ambushed at home, only one of them make it out alive. When Thanatos comes to collect his mother's life and makes a deal with him. His mother stays in Elysium, if Perseus becomes his apprentice, the Epitome of Death. But is there someone out there for someone whose heart is guarded by time?

3rd POV

Perseus Jackson was a son of Kronos. Something that Sally never thought would bring trouble to her home. Especially considering that his father is the Titan Lord of Time and Harvest.

Granted, Kronos didn't seem like the character he was always made out to be. He was kind, gentle and loving to Percy's mother. Just as he was to his son. It seemed that all those centuries of being in Tartarus really did a number on the Titan Lord. He was never brash, or loud, even when he was frustrated if something didn't go his way. But he still had to abide by the Ancient Laws, just as the other gods did. He had to leave before Percy was born and stay away for his son's protection. He could visit from time to time, but he always had to leave too soon.

Percy was the opposite of the normal boys his age at ten years old. Most boys his age were running around like their goofy-selves. But Percy was cool, calm and collected all of the time. He seemed to act much older than his age, almost like the exact image of his father. And he was an exact image of his father. Short black hair that Percy seemed to get, was in the style of a military buzz cut. His skin tone was a light pale that seemed to change tone depending on the shade of light around. But the most outstanding factor was his eye color.

They were a solid gold color.

Since Sally could see through the mist, she could tell his true eye color and it partially terrified her. If any god or goddess were to come across her son, he would be killed, just because the fact that there was no doubt of who his father is. But there was one thing that came as a good thing because of his eye color. Any monster that Sally could see in hiding, froze at the sight of his eyes and instantly backed away in fear. One could say that they thought it was the Titan Lord in hiding, and didn't want to provoke him.

At least until Percy's twelfth birthday as it was probably the worst day that could be recorded so far in Perseus Jackson's knowledge.

Percy POV

I still remember back when on my eighth birthday when my mom told me who my father was. That he was the Titan Lord, Kronos from Greek Mythology. But he wasn't like how I read in my third grade class. He was a caring, gentle and kind person that my mother had fallen for. And I trust my mother's promise of him being a good man. Regarding all I've heard about the Titan Lord, if my mother fell for him and I was born out of their love; then I would trust whole-heartedly what she had told me. My mother is the best. She is sweetest, kindest and most respectful person I've ever seen. She is the mortal version of Lady Hestia, Goddess of the Hearth, Family and Hope.

Today is my twelfth birthday and it seemed like nothing seemed to go in our favor. First the birthday cake wasn't even made by the people we had ordered it from. Then, none of my friends showed up so it was just my mom and I by ourselves by mid-day. Then there was a knock on the door, an hour after the 'party' had ended.

As my mom went to go answer the door, I caught a smell that seemed to send off alarms in my mind. I couldn't remember where I had learned that it was a bad smell. I could smell ozone.

Zeus

My eyes shot open as it popped into my mind of who could be at the door. Jumping out of my seat, I yelled at my mom. "Don't open th-" But my mother had already opened the door as I just started to speak. She turned back to me confused before turning back around.

Standing in front of the doorway was, Lord of the Skies himself, Zeus. He was holding what seemed to be a lance that was energized with electricity. In slow motion he pointed it at my mother as she tried to close the door in an attempt to block the bolt as she backed away.

But the weapon was powerful. The bolt easily tore through the doorway, electricity arching through the air. As it made contact with my mother, the light became too bright for me to see and I was forced to shield my eyes to avoid becoming blind in the aftermath. And as soon as I covered my eyes, there was a giant explosion that shook the entire apartment.

The combination of the bright light, loud bang and falling debris of the building structure knocked me unconscious as I found myself waking up to silence. I blearily rubbed my eyes and looked around as much as I could.

The apartment was in ruins as the walls were burned and torn up pretty bad. Pictures on the wall had fallen and broken on the floor. The front door had been completely destroyed as well as the doorway. The ceiling was cracked as sunlight made its way into the apartment in spots. There was also a large piece of drywall that had fallen on me, bounding me to the ground, its weight too heavy for me to lift on my own. I could see my mother's unmoving form a couple feet away from me and cried out her name.

Her body didn't twitch or flinch at my cry for help. Nor did it seem like there was anything holding her from crawling over to me and helping her son. That left an earth-shattering realization to surface in my mind.

She was dead. The realization seemed to send adrenaline and rage coursing through my veins as I roared out loudly as I lifted up the huge piece of dry wall off of my chest. Coughing heavily, I crawled over to my mother's fallen body as I pulled her head onto my chest, rocking back and forth at the loss of my mother.

I don't know how long I was rocking back and forth with my mother's dead body in my arms, but it had to be for a while. Because when I pulled her head away from my chest and looked around, there was a man, leaning against the kitchen wall, watching the encounter. His form looked slouched as if he had been there for over a while and was waiting for me to notice.

I jumped at his appearance and shakily got to my feet.

He had black hair that seemed to rest at his shoulders easily. He had a pair of black wings that were folded behind him, but still hanging down. His eyes matched mine though, at a solid gold. He took a step forward and knelt down next to my mother's fallen body, resting a hand on her forehead. He seemed to speak in another language that I didn't recognize for a couple of seconds.

"A-are y-you Thanatos?" I asked shakily, taking in his appearance.

He lifted his head and he seemed to smile lightly at me. "You know of me, young one?"

I nodded my head quickly. "My mother taught me of all the gods and goddess that she knew of. Including my father and his siblings, even if they are titans." I said before realizing what I had just revealed. I slapped a hand over my mouth and took a step back at realizing what might happen to me next.

"Do not fear me, young one. I have known of your origin since you were born. And I am not going to kill you because of who your father is. I'm just surprised at being recognized by someone as young as you. Most don't know my name their entire lives until I tell their spirits as I escort them through the gates of the afterlife." Thanatos said as he rose onto his feet. As he rose to his feet, my mother's form glowed a soft silver until it vanished from my eyes.

Thanatos looked at me guiltily. "I am truly sorry for your loss young one. Your mother was supposed to live a long and happy life. But the King of Olympus clearly had other ideas. He has even gone so far as to command me to place her in the Fields of Punishment."

My eyes widened at hearing that and I rushed over in front of the god and knelt before him, head touching the ground as I grabbed his legs. "Please don't send her there. Please! I beg of you Lord Thanatos! I will do anything to reverse it! I swear!" I pleaded, crying profusely at the thought of my mother being sent to that place.

He freed his legs from my grasp and crouched down to my height, grabbing my chin firmly. He looked into my eyes and spoke softly. "Why would you swear to sacrifice your future, young Perseus? You have your whole life to live." He whispered curiously.

"My mother doesn't deserve to go to that place. And she always did her best for me. Please Lord Thanatos, I will do anything." I pleaded softly.

He looked away for a minute and sighed before facing me again. "I will send her to Elysium on one condition. You will become my apprentice while I perform my duty as the God of Death. In time, you will become my right-hand in tracking down the souls of those who have escaped the Underworld and bring them back here. You will become the Epitome of Death."

I swallowed at hearing the length of the condition, but I still nodded, accepting the role in order for my mother to be placed in Elysium instead of the 'Fields of Punishment'. Thanatos nodded at my acceptance and held out a hand for me to take. As my hand made contact with his, I felt myself being transported somewhere. But I lost consciousness as the world became too dizzy for me to keep with up.

Hades POV

"Thanatos, who is this that you have brought before my wife and I?" I asked confused.

My lieutenant, the God of Death, had shown up in my throne room, but not alone. There was a boy that had fallen to the floor as a result of not used to the process of teleporting. He had an aura of a demi-god, but that didn't make sense as to why Thanatos would bring him here.

"Lord Hades, I have brought this boy here to ask for your permission to train him as my apprentice." He requested, bowing his head to me.

"Who is this boy's godly parent?" I asked curiously.

"His father is yours, my lord." Thanatos replied.

"And why would you ask me for permission to train him? I don't understand why you believe you need my permission. You are my lieutenant, yes, but you are my friend. You do not need permission from me to train anyone to be the Epitome of Death." I explained.

"This boy, Perseus, just saw his mother be killed by your youngest brother. And I knew that your children would be more protected with a guardian angel, so to speak." Thanatos advised with a certain glint in his eyes.

My face split into a slight smirk. "Then you have my permission to train this boy, Thanatos. When the time is right, he will be my children's protector. You also have my blessing to adopt this boy as your own. He will be quite the warrior." I remarked as I gestured for him to leave.

A/N

Hi guys! This is the start of a new story that was inspired by veryspecialagentriley on . This will be uploaded to the site and I hope you enjoy! Thanks for veryspecialagentriley for the first chapter which is what your reading in this chapter. Make sure you check out his stories and leave some reviews. Please review this chapter as well. Thank you, and goodbye. (Bonus points if you can guess the show where thisnext part is from).

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