Defying the Fates
Prologue
Somewhere in the world, there's a small little apartment unit. There was nothing special about the appearance of this place. Cookie cutter building, overused wallpaper, cheap furniture.
But every place has a history, and a legacy.
This unremarkable unit housed one of many meetings of a highly underground and very illegal gambling ring. The gambling ring was extremely dangerous that two federal police agencies had decided to cooperate and share intelligence to apprehend the members of this ring.
This unit also saw domestic abuse. A shitbag of a man (who also ran said gambling ring) abused his wife whom he married after her initial husband was lost at sea. The said shitbag also abused and bullied his child, ordering him to do this and that and yelled at him if he did any wrong.
It was a witness of abuse, murder, the status quo, and a living god.
It's legacy, however, was far more bigger.
You see, two children used to live here. One, age seven, and one age six. The child aged seven had loved his sister age six very much. So much so that if even a silhouette of an overly obese man were to appear on the hallway, he would waste no time in trying to hide her so she would not be able to experience the mental and physical abuse that this terrible choice for a husband was about to inflict.
But children have their limits. When the start of Christmas of that year the window was discovered open, the fire escape ladders released and a note on the sill written by the child.
This child unknowingly broke the will of three powerful deities, and doing so he had left a legacy known by almost everyone.
This child was Percy Jackson, Son of Posiedon.
And this child did not do this alone. His entire life, save for a small portion, was never spent without someone of equal age helping him along.
This story will not be the usual, Greek story of a single hero saving the day. It will be a story of a group helping to break the cycle. One man is never an island, as they say.
And there's nothing that you, me or their fate will be able to do to choose these character's paths.
Time, civil war, and fate will tell if these people will live to tell the tale.
AN: Sorry for the wait, just wanted to let you know this project is very much alive, and so am I.