Once upon a time, there lived a king and his queens. Now, in those days it was not uncommon for a king to have more than one consort, and neither was it uncommon for there to be a degree of rivalry between the wives. Their names were Amphitrite, Euglea and, his favorite and most beloved, Sally.
As the tale goes, the king's youngest son (at the moment), Perseus, born to him by his favorite wife Sally was a beautiful little child. A gift from the gods, as the villagers had deemed him. He had black hair, fair skin, chubby little cheeks, and the most beautiful sea-green eyes imaginable, creating the illusion of actually being on the sea. Even his half-brother Triton liked him. And that young child liked no one, except, perhaps, his mother, his father and Sally.
When the child was born, King Poseidon was so happy that he invited his oldest friends from the cradle, Kings Hades and Zeus, as well as their families.
And so it was that the young princes, Nico and Jason, and the young princesses, Thalia, Bianca and Hazel found their way to the palace. As well as Queens Hera and Eryll, and Queens Persephone, Marie and Maria, who was Hades' beloved.
The young ones gathered around the cradle.
"He's pwetty," said the two year old Nico di Angelo.
"Yeaw," agreed his best friend, Jason.
Nico glared at him, pulling the baby's hand to him and effectively pulling the baby as well, "He's mine. Get youw own!"
Jason blew a raspberry at him.
"Downt wowwy Jasey!" Said his year-older big sister Thalia, "Wewl find you anuda Pewcy so you can haf one twow!" She declared, being over-protective as always.
She pulled him in for a hug and planted a big, sloppy, kiss on his head.
"Ewww," he tried pulling away, but she just held on tighter.
The other, older young heirs were all outside.
Triton, Percy's older brother, who was aged five, turned towards Ares and Thanatos, who were Jason and Nico's older brothers, both aged six.
"Keep your brothers far away from mine!" He glared at the two with a pretty impressive glare for a five year old.
The other two nodded with fear evident in their eyes.
The parents watching, all the while amused. Though Amphitrite kept sending venomous looks at the young princes' cradle, they weren't that bad since she couldn't find it in her heart to hate the baby. The mother? Sure, why not. But the baby, Gods no!
And so the play dates continued. The young royals growing ever so close, that is, in their age groups, of course. Another young royal was added, prince Tyson, the youngest of the three Atlantian royals. He followed Percy around everywhere, studied how the four-year-old walked, studied how the four-year-old talked, though, of course, that was when he was two since he was only two years junior to Percy.
Nico and Percy were probably the two who looked forward the most to the visits, since it meant they could spend more time together, growing closer, and closer. Though, for some 'odd' reason- to Percy- every visit left Triton glaring harder at Nico, Percy's friend, his 'best-friend'.
And so life continued like that for them. Being adored, loved, worshipped. Having friends. Living the life. Living a fairytale. Though, of course life can never just be a fairy tale. There'll always be a twist. A twist that could leave innocent people dead, that could cause famine, that could cause multiple horrors to spread across the land. And for them, that would be the highlight of what was soon to happen…
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Ahhh! New story! da Nicercy feels! Ahhh! Btw, plz don't hate me for what happens next chapter. It had to be done. 'sides those of you who've ever read something (that was roughly 6+ chapters) that I wrote, know I tend to do this and should have been prepared.
Anywho…
-httyd4eva
peace out yo;P