A/N: This is my first story, please be nice and review!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the PJO series and I am not Rick Riordan! Except my OC's.
The Legend of the Banished Hero
Chiron P.O.V
The sky. It was cloudy as if Zeus was mourning. Which he was. All of the gods were mourning. Seas were raging and you could hear the wails of dead spirits crying out. Some of the immortal campers were mourning as well.
Yes, you heard right, gods, immortals. They are all very much alive. As to the reason why there was mourning, was this day marked the day of the Banished Hero, he had saved us all from death, conquered things no man could have done. 5 millennia ago the gods made a terribly grave mistake, one that was foreseen to be the death of them or, the choice that would let them rule longer than they would have thought. They banished THE Perseus Jackson to Tartarus. Hence now the legend of the Banished Hero.
''Chiron!'' shouted Stacy. I looked up and snapped out of my deep thought and looked up into a pair of vibrant sea green eyes. 'Gods, those eyes are much like Percy's.' I thought.
''Yes dear child?'' I said quietly.
''Can we hear a new story?'' Stacy questioned. I sat there thinking of a story I hadn't told yet. Until I came up with one.
''Yes, there is one.'' Stacy's eyes gleamed for a second as I said ''but I would need permission from the gods.'' As soon as I said this, a golden flash illuminated the pavilion and everyone was forced to shield their eyes. Then a voice that would be known as Zeus exclaimed.
''Chiron! I know what you ask for and I have come to grant it, you may tell the story.'' As soon as the King of the gods finished speaking he was gone in a flash of golden light. As if nothing happened.
I turned and looked into the eyes of hundreds of campers staring intently at me. ''Very well then. I will tell you the legend. But be warned, this 'legend' is not for the faint-hearted, be warned.'' My voice held a stern emotion that none of them have experienced before. They nodded contently as I waited for anyone to leave. I was glad the immortal campers were not here since they would have probably gotten upset, or even furious. As I finished waiting I see that none of them have left, but staring at me with more curiosity.
''This…'' I started ''is the legend of the Banished Hero.'' I suddenly heard collective gasps from every camper and murmurs of 'the legend' or 'he's telling it, he's telling the legend'.
''SILENCE!'' I yelled, and a round of shushes went around.
''Now this is the legend of the Banished Hero….''
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