I decided to right another book. This one is about Percy being the son of Draco and descendant of Nyx and Erebus. I hope you enjoy! Prologue is short.
Prologue: The New Seed
"Do you love me, Essence?" The air seemed to shift when the question began to settle, and the one face she couldn't resist stepped out.
Icy blue eyes seemed to peer into her soul, she had no intentions of lying as she stroked his chisled chin.
"Yes, I do love you Draco. I'll always love you, always will." Her voice faded at the end of her words. Her heart skipped a beat, but returned to normal, just as he brushed passed.
"Please call me Drake in my human form." Draco paused. "You know the dangers of birthing this child, right Essence?" He studied her face for any emotion.
"It's the same as any birth. I might not live through it. I've-"
"No woman! This is much more than an average birth. You'll be lucky if you survive. This birth is the birth of a mortal god!" Drake yelled.
"Then I'll just have to be lucky." She hid her smirk that threatened to taint her fair face.
"Do no't play with me, Essence." Drake said more calmly. "There are dangers for the child as well. He'll be a constant target: the more he grows the more danger there is for him. He'll be alone, offset form the other children, different in many ways. Lastly, he'll begin to change around the age of ten. We must be there to help him." Drake argued.
"Okay, I understand what you're telling me, Drake." The soft tendrils of mist weighed down on her, brushing the stray hairs from her face.
"And you are willing to risk this? I cannot force you to do anything. I-"
"That is the point Drake. Even after all the cards have been laid down on the table, my mind will not change." Essence said softly.
"I'm just trying to help you Essence. I love you to much for you to die." Drake says after a pause. "So we are having this baby?"
"Yes Drake, we will have this baby no matter the cost." The mist no longer pulled on Essence, her shoulders rose easily. "It's getting cold outside. Let's head inside."
"As you wish my love." Essence pulled Drake in the house.
A COUPLE MONTHS LATER
"Drake! It's coming; the baby is coming!" Essence yelled as she clutched her stomach. Drake appeared with a worried expression on his face, mist flowing from him.
"The baby is fine. Calm down, and hopefully you will be too."
"How can I be fine if-" She was cut off as she screamed out in pain.
"Please, calm down, or you'll surely die. You are getting to worked up." Essence grabbed his arm, dragging him down to to her level.
"Let's see you have the baby, then we'll see how worked up you'd be." She winced in pain, crying out and praying to the gods.
"It's time." Drake acknowledged. Thunder rolled overhead as the child was born.