Warheart:

Prologue: Ruin

I was there the day Olympus fell. The lie of the seven never came to fruition and for that Olympus and the mortal realm were put to the sword and conquered by the Giants. I remember the fires that raged. Olympus was a gleaming white marble jewel of the heavens stained by fire and blood. The gods were culled with only 5 Olympians surviving the massacre, with a slew of minor deities and spirits. Absolutely nothing went as planned.

In that moment I felt like all I'd done up to that point; the battles, the enemies slain, the sacrifice, was all for nothing. Hopelessness gave way to despair, which in turn evolved into rage. I'd sat upon bloodied steps with the last of the attacking monsters turned to dust at my feet. I watched Olympus burn, with nothing to show but dead friends littering the steps we swore to defend. I was the last, and I had wished I could just lie down and join them.

I was younger then. 18 as I recall. My name is Atticus Hayden, son of Ares, former field commander under Chronos' banner during the Titan War. Since then the world has changed drastically. Mortals, unable to see or sense the coming danger were all but wiped out by the onslaught of Monsters and Giants. We Demigods went underground. Half-Blood was found and razed to the ground, and we destroyed bunker-9 before they could get their hands on it. Ten years have passed since then, and it hasn't gotten easier.

Camp Jupiter, or Fort Jupiter as it's known as now, is highly contested territory. The Demigods there are…changed. They're deranged, brutal and suicidally fierce. Whatever they've endured there has warped them beyond reason. I'm just glad they keep to themselves. There was a purge in their ranks five years after we lost. That snake, Octavian, survived. He twisted the situation to his advantage and somehow drove the Romans into a frenzy. Many of them turned to infighting; legion against legion until the centurions and the higher command staff were forced to retreat, leaving Camp Jupiter in chaos.

Now, only very few experienced Demigods remained on either side of the Greeks and Romans. The rest were kids and teenagers who were too young to have done anything we had done. So now we trained and cared for the next generation. Well, the others did. I on the other hand, dealt in keeping order and making sure we were battle ready. I headed our justice and warfare divisions, since no age appropriate children of Nemesis were present. Only kids. Some said I was a tyrant and a warmonger, but I just did what I needed to do to keep everyone safe and vigilant.

Jason lead us. Though I think "lead" is too generous. Sure, we were safe relatively speaking, but we were stagnant. I could tell he was terrified of making the wrong move. He had been like that for ten years now. I saw him often, gaunt, tired, atrophied. He was a pale imitation of his former self. I think Piper was the only thing keeping him from throwing himself on his sword. He is weak now. He needed to step down.

The great hero himself, Percy Jackson. What a joke. A decade ago I looked up to him as something to aspire to. Now I just saw him for what he was. Not a hero. Not anymore. A wreck. A husk. A shell. He was talked up as a legend to the kids to give them something to idolise, but no one would know any different since he sat in his room festering like a living corpse. He's useless. A hollow figurehead. I'd have felt pity if the blame for our failure fell squarely on him, but the failure fell on us all. We all lost that day. It pissed me off that he thought just he was the deciding factor.

Annabeth was our head of strategy, education, and logistics. Finally someone I can say hasn't crumbled into uselessness. She's pretty short with people now, except the kids. No time for anyone that woman. She's as reliable and intelligent as I remember, if not more so now given the circumstances. Our divisions overlapped, so we often had contact. To say we were friends though, that would have been a lie. We were colleagues and comrades, that was all. Said she didn't like my approach to things, even though she understood the logic behind them.

Reyna managed the the warfare division alongside me which was fitting given her former Praetor status and combat experience. As much as I respected her skills and experience, I worried about her. She looked lost a lot of the time. I'd often have to address her at least twice before she would respond, snapping out of whatever malaise she was in. I've questioned her on it, but she denied there was a problem. I'm keeping an eye on her.

As for all of us, we live in the New York metro. Thanks to Hecate and her kids, we've got powerful magical defences. However, Hecate has gone missing. Year by year our magical wards are slowly failing. Now it's only a matter of time until my warriors and our steel are the only things keeping the monsters at bay.

We weren't sitting too bad at the time though, all things considered. We had food and water thanks to the Demeter and Hephaestus lot. We had electricity and heat, also thanks to Hephaestus' kids.

Now there are some Demigods that have caught my attention. Not all of them are from here though. All that left is for me to get them ready for the outside world. Who knows, perhaps they were the key to getting our world back and sending the Giants back to Tartarus.

Alright, I want to set some things up before I go forward. This is a SYOC story, my first, so this is new for me. For people who would like to submit a character, please PM me with the subject WARHEART OC.

Note: The nature of this story is a grimdark one. All characters have the chance of being killed in gruesome, ironic, or anticlimactic ways. Same with injuries that can leave characters handicapped or traumatised. Don't get too attached should your character be accepted.

The characters from the books are in various conditions. Some are dead, some are mentally disturbed, others are missing. So if your favourite character(s) is in one of these conditions, well that's the nature of this story. But fear not, some of them are just fine. For now.

Rules:
(1: There are 10 slots available. I will accept no more than that. For anyone wanting to have their OC be a child of the Big Three, I will only accept 4.

(2: I am strict on what I consider overpowered or overdone. If I get the slightest inkling that a character is overpowered, I will discard them. As for being overdone, I want a character template with defined features and characteristics, not a biography. If I have to read a wall of text, at least make it interesting. If it is interesting enough, I will excuse presentation, but that's if I'm interested enough initially to finish reading it.

(3: I want convincing characters. Think of the world they inhabit, so I don't want a total edge lord or a paragon of righteousness, but person as just capable of good as they are evil.

Things to consider:

(1: Is the character useful? What skills do they have that make them valued to the other characters? The situation they're in calls for a variety of skills that no one person can have, so someone who can grow and maintain crops is just as, if not more valuable than someone who can swing a weapon.

(2: Who are they? Are they a young Demigod, or an old Hunter? Are they just a mortal who can see through the mist and helps the Demigods in some way? Make them interesting.

(3: Their past. Where did they come from? Have they always been with Half-Blood/Camp Jupiter, or were they working with Chronos? Were they out on their own or were they lucky and managed to live a normal life? Perhaps their history goes back to Ancient Greece or some other point in history if they're a Hunter.

(4: How were they found? Were they found wandering the ruins of New York? Did they find the other Demigods? Are they running from something? Did they defect from Fort Jupiter, or perhaps they were sent to aid the Demigods by Artemis if they're a Hunter. Are they an enemy turned ally? Again, Make it interesting.

Format:

Name:

Age:

Sex:

Race:

Creator consent for character romantic relationships Y/N:

Godly parent/Demigod parent(if they're a Legacy):

Mortal parent(optional):

Height:

Hair Colour:

Eye Colour:

Hair style(be brief, not too much detail):

Physique: (Muscular, Toned, Average, Slender, Chubby)

Personality: ( 1 paragraph maximum unless it's interesting)

Friends: (optional. Are they friends with any canonical characters?)

Abilities: (maximum of 3 main abilities)

Weapon/Weapons(main and backup):

Fatal flaw:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Clothing: (keep it simple and consider the setting)

That should be it. Remember PM ME USING THE SUBJECT "WARHEART OC". My criteria is strict, but I will make some allowances depending on what I get.