1: A Champions Arrival
3rd person POV
A tall, young woman races through the trees, a baby, her baby on her back, held on by makeshift straps. She runs and runs, hoping for shelter, or at least a place to make her final stand. The howls grow closer and closer until she can see the shadows made by the monsters. She reaches a round clearing with one half covered in impenetrable thorny bushes. With her back to the thorns, she turns and whips out two knives two make her final stand.
Three hell hounds race out, growling from the trees. The woman quickly throws the two knives a draws a Celestial Bronze sword and stabs the third hellhound. More monsters burst into the clearing. Gorgons, more hellhounds, currently unnamed snake-demons and even some gods-forsaken mercenaries from Sparta. They rush forward together at the lone woman.
She twirls and stabs, methodically cutting the monsters down until there is only a hellhound and five mercenaries left. A mercenary slashes at her leg and she takes a step forward, then slips and is on the ground. The her enemies lean over her, swords and teeth ready to kill.
"Stop!" calls a voice from the edge of the clearing.
A man in blood red and deep black comes forward. Two mercenaries whimper and run away, not wanting to face the god. The other three get on their knees and pray, hoping for Are's lenience. The hellhound whimpers and shies away.
"All of you have to die by of Zeus the Almighty!" Ares roared.
He took his true form, looked around, satisfied and then leaves. From Olympus, the gods watch through an Iris Message and, happy with the result, cut it off. All except Hestia, whose curiosity leads her to go down to Earth and investigate.
The mother is alive, barely. The baby boy cries and Hestia picks him up.
"Call him - Perseus," the mother whispers, then dies.
Hestia looked thoughtful, then nodded and closed the woman's eyes, sending the mother to her brother's realm, in peace. She pokes the baby's belly who giggles.
"You, my little boy, will be my immortal champion."