Dark Reflections

This story is part of the "Fallen Angel Series" and is the First book.

Disclaimer:

I do not own the characters in the Percy Jackson or Heroes of Olympus Series, they solely belong to Rick Riordan.

The setting and scenes unknown to the Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series are mine, all materials, events and weapons that is not in the Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series are mine.

These events take place after The Lost Hero and spands before, to during The son of Neptune.

Author's Note:

Here's something you might want to read before you read the story, so you can understand it better. Though Archie has been living and has been trained on Olympus, he has visited Camp Half-blood several times and acquainted himself with the characters of the PJO and THO series.

Prologue:

Archie's POV

Okay Look. Don't think you're reading this just because you came across this, from what I know from my time as a half-blood, things always happen for a reason. Whatever information you get from what I'm going to tell you, use it, might be useful. But first to understand the future, first you need to understand the past.

So let's start from the beginning. First off, I wasn't raised as a normal half-blood, I didn't grow up with my mortal parent, I didn't go to school, where other half-bloods lived almost "normal" lives, I was raised in Olympus. See I'm a Son of Poseidon; my mother was killed by a Laistrygonian giant when I was seven... She died trying to save me, and when it seemed like the giant was going to have its snack, it disintegrated, a man with black hair, green eyes holding a trident, appeared where once the giant stood. He picked me up. "Soon you'll be a hero; you'll save Olympus when you turn sixteen".

The next time I woke up I was in a huge room, 12 thrones surrounded me, the same black-colored hair man was talking. "I am truly sorry for breaking my oath again, but what can we do now? All we can do is to raise him, in hopes that he will return the love we gave him."

Then a man, wearing a dark blue pinstriped suit spoke, "Poseidon, I'm sorry it is much too dangerous to keep him alive, you know that. To have another child roaming around, vulnerable to the corruption of others.".

"Brother lets not forget that you also broke the oath as well." Poseidon countered.

"And I paid the price!" The man in the pinstriped suit exclaimed.

"Enough both of you!" A woman with gray eyes, and black hair, stood up.

"Poseidon is right, the prophecy has been given, and we cannot fight it." She walked up to me and picked me up. "Maybe we should embrace it, train him, and hope that he will make the right choice in the future".

"Fine, all in favor of keeping the child alive, raise your hand." The man in the pinstriped suit said. I looked around the room, 14 people raised their hands, 11 on their thrones, one holding me, one sitting beside a hearth and one sitting on a normal chair. I was too young too realize what effect their decision would have on their on my life...