Written Destinies

by Storimus

The oracle of Apollo has issued a prophecy. A child of Zeus will take his throne. That's why the youngest God has been hidden from the rest of the Greek Pantheon and no one knows of his existence. How will Zeus react, and how will the young God Dalos save himself from the Kings wrath. [Bad at summaries. I sort of made it up?] On indefinite hiatus.

1. A Prophecy Again

[200 Years Ago]

The Oracle of Apollo had issued a prophecy. Yes. Again. And it went a bit like this:

[Flashback]

Apollo stormed in the Throne Room.

The one sitting there was his father, Zeus.

"Father, gather the council"

The king of gods hesitated a moment before without moving a finger, Apollo heard thunder rumbling outside.

In seconds, eleven olympian gods were sitting on their respective thrones.

Athena, who saw Apollo standing in the middle of the room, asked:

"Why have you gather the council, Apollo?"

Apollo flashed in his throne and took a deep breath.

"My oracle has issued a prophecy, like again" he said seriously. Athena looked at him expectantly.

"It said that... A child of Zeus would take his throne, I guess?" He announced, looking carefully at his father.

A few gasps were heard from other gods in the council.

"Act carefully, father. Prophecy's mostly have double meanings". Athena warned Zeus, hoping to stop him from probably killing or locking up every child he had ever had, (wich probably would take a long time, considering how much children he had) since as everyone knew, Zeus would do practically anything and everything to keep his power and place as King of Gods.

"Okay then. Try not to to spread the word. Any child of mine would just try to take my throne any chance he or she gets". Zeus asked, surprisingly calm. "If anyone has got nothing to say, everyone is dismissed". He waited a second, and when no one said anything,

"Dismissed" he announced.

[Flashback ends]

So, yeah. The gods didn't spread the word, but however, Camp Half-Bloods oracle did.

The titaness Metis was holding the godling in her arms.

She thought it was beautiful, with it's snow white hair, beish eyes and pale skin.

He would be a powerful god. But Metis couldn't let anyone know of his existence. If they knew, his father Zeus would put a bounty on his head.

She would stay there, hidden. And she would make her son the best of the best. And she would name him after a grandson of her that made her proud. Daedalus. Too long. Dalos. Yeah. That sounds better.

Metis felt her baby starting to fall asleep.

"Sleep well, Dalos", she said softly.

A/N: Good? Bad? As every first couple chapters, fill in. Don't worry, I'll keep publishing the Son of Amphitrite.

Oh, BTW. I'm not gonna say it in the story like right now, but Dalos will be God of thoughts, mind, intelligence and ice.