Narrator POV
Hours after Percy is born.
In a hospital, a woman gave birth to a healthy baby boy with his father's unruly black hair and sea green eyes. But the boy's father is nowhere to be seen.
She is alone….
But not really.
Right outside her room, three old ladies fought each other for a chance to see the precious child.
"You have to share the eye, Clotho!" one old lady, Lachesis, hit her sister to knock the eye out of her socket. She almost seceded, but Clotho caught it and stuck it right back in.
Clotho spun around and poked her in the chest. "Why should I?" - she jabbed a finger in the direction of the oblivious mother and child- "It's because of me he is even alive. Since I spin the threat of human fate, I should be the one to see him!"
Lachesis bared her one yellow tooth. "As should I since I dispense it, it has to pass through my hands so I can see if he has a heroic fate!" The final sister, Atropos, pushes her way into the center of the bickering ladies.
She didn't have a tooth nor an eye because her sisters had claimed both while she slept.
"And I need to see if he dies with a hero's fate!" At that, the sisters forgot about Percy for the moment and just started throwing insults at each other.
"We see you haven't changed after all these millenia cousins." the new voices are soft and disembodied. As they spoke, a frosty cloud escaped their lips.
The Fates had to look up to see their beautiful, unnerving, blank white faces.
Clotho sighs, envious of their snow-like beauty.
"Hello cousins."
"How is-"
"Thor?"
When the Norns smirk, it makes a sound of cracking ice. "The same as Zeus."
They say it like it was a joke they shared many times.
"Cousins, we have not come to share gossip this time. We have come for the child."
"I thought you only dealt in norse affaires. This demigod is greek. A son of the big three, unfortunately. His life belongs to us." Atropos' gravelly voice got deeper and turned more into a dogs growl.
The only thing that showed the Norn's annoyance was the faint twitches in their right eye.
"Do not worry. It is not his life we care for, it is his death. In life, he shall save the world, but in death, he shall save the worlds." they disappear in a flash of fog and ice, their last message echoing through the hallways of the hospital.
"You can use that in your talk with the mother."
The Grey Sisters grunt in unison and disappear into the shadows.
Sally Jackson was aware that the Fates were outside her window, its not like they were being steathy, because Poseidon had told her they would visit when their child was born.
She just didn't know why they just stood out there for hours. Then these other women came, not unlike other immortals, but something was different.
All three were nine feet tall and their faces looked as cold and white as snow. When they disappeared, so did the Fates.
"Sally Jackson, mother of Perseus Jackson, lover of the sea god." Sally didn't flinch when they appeared in front of her.
She nods her head, unable to bow in fear of waking Percy. He was a little angel, but when he's woken up from a nap he. Brings. Hades.
"Lady Fates. You are here to tell me his fate?" their faces like drying cement, their surprise is hidden.
"We give you prophecy and fate." the sisters rose above her bed and spoke eerily as one.
A Half-Blood of the eldest gods,
Shall reach sixteen against all odds,
And see the world in endless sleep.
The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap,
A single choice shall end his days,
Olympus to preserve or raze.
As Sally sat in shocked silence, she hugged Percy to her body. He made little whining noises in his sleep.
Atropos steps foreword. "That's not all, mortal. Even after he falls, years from now, he will rise as the greatest demigod in history. In life, he shall save the world, but in death, he shall save the worlds."
On that terrifying note, they leave Sally alone. She didn't realize she was crying until Percy started grumbling. She looks down at her son, who is now wide awake.
Suddenly the tears lift off her face, forming a larger and larger ball in the center of the air until it is the size of her head. At that moment, it is shaped into a heart.
As quickly as it came, it disappeared and Percy was now fast asleep.