Prologue

Home is now where dark caves can be seen as far as the eye can see. The only light being the distant blue torches of the Underworld. Silence gives way to a howling curse, made from deep within the pit. Mine. Followed by many screams and cries, which all accompanied the screams of pain coming from the Fields of Punishment. No one would be able to hear them. No one would be able to save them. No one would be able to make their lives any more miserable. Who are they? The once-great Twelve Titans. My family.

We thought no one could imprison us. We thought no one could tame us. We thought we were the most powerful beings ever to walk this Earth. But no. We were wrong. There are more powerful beings than us: the gods.

Those relentless, disgusting copying lesser beings took my throne and my dignity away from me. I should be ruling where Zeus is right now.

I bet he's having affairs with other mortals left and right. He hadn't been the clichéd gentleman that you might have him be. Repulsive life form. I don't know how he came from me. I am a Rightful King, while he's an overconfident cheating lunatic.

Yes, Zeus will pay for what he has done to us. And when he thinks that we are put away forever, we will escape from this maggot-pit, and form a Titan army, far greater than any other. We will imprison the gods and mankind, as they walk around above us, calmly doing their daily jobs. My curse against Zeus will triumph over his measly attempts to fight the prophecy. Everything will change. I laughed. Everything will change.

It was said that our father, Ouranos and mother, Gaia were the first in the world. It was said that they would turn against each other, and fight for what's right. That's my life. Prophecies, powerful beings, mystical creatures, and myths and legends. And of course a family that hates you.

Families are like glass, when there's doubt of trust within it. One fatal crack, and the whole pane shatters, but it can be replaced. That is what my family story comes to. Many chips in the trust lead to the fatal crack which gets replaced. And where did that shattered pane go? In the bottomless pit, of course. Where did the replacement go? Where the new window will be; in my old kingdom, Othrys.

For instance, my father was an evil man, who was Titan of the Sky, and he married my mother Gaia, a good woman by looks, but had a surprising mean streak, Titan of the Earth. They both ruled over the world, making good and evil balanced slightly, even though they both couldn't care less about the world, let alone its humans and creatures.

Then they decided to take the next step in their relationship... blah…blah…blah. Of course, there would be no details of that scene in this book.

And so the Titans were born:me Kronos Titan of Time, Hyperion, Titan of Light, Iapetus, Titan of mortality, Coeus, Titan of intellect, Crius, Titan of constellations, Mnemosyne, Titan of memory, Oceanus, Titan of all oceans and his insufferable wife Tethys, Titan of rivers and springs, Phoebe, Titan of prophecy, Rhea, Titan of motherhood, Theia, Titan of the sun, Themis, Titan of law and order.

In summary, they are all annoying in their own Titan ways. You might call them the Twelve Titans. I call them my brothers and sisters, unfortunately. You petty humans would probably think Oh wow, the Titans being your family, which means you could summon anything! No, no I can summon the things I am Titan for, while the others become selfish and decide that I need to give them something in return for their 'precious gifts'. Ugh.

I know, I know, you're probably thinking that I'm Kronos; shouldn't I be speaking in the ancient Greek language? That language is so boring; I only use it with my… scratch that, I never use it.

So many things humans get wrong about us and the gods. So many. Which is why I'm actually bothering to tell this story, so then you humans can get the facts right once and for all. Speaking of the story, let's get on with it.

My family are, what you would call, confusing and always babbling and arguing about you're Titan of the prophecy, will my marriage turn out to be good? Or hey, the shower's cold, Oceanus can you fix it for me?

So I have introduced my family, what they're sacred for and their impossible personalities. Time to tell the story.