New Fanfiction.

Hey guys, its me starting a new story. It's not gognna be one of those stereotype fanfics where Percy gets betrayed by the camp, and gets saved by chaos or he is the son of chaos or something. This is a different story so if you don't want to read this then bye.

Prologue(Narrator)

Opposites attract.

This was true in every case except one.

One regarding the primordials. Or rather the creator of the primordial, Chaos. And her/his bittersweet relation with her/his enemy/friend, Order. (I consider Chaos to be a female and Order to be a male so, I'll go with their genders like that here onwards)

She was nearly always opposed to Order's ways and both of them were known to be at each others throats, constantly.

But Chaos was very clever.

As primordial, she knew she could never keep on fighting witrh Order, so she tricked him into choosing a hero.

A mortal hero who would fight on Orders behalf, fighting with his pride on the line.

She also chose her own hero, a mortal full of wisdom and strength.

Order was then challenged by Chaos in a tournament of warriors, where both of their heroes were participating, that the victors patron would be the losers patrons master.

In spite of her obvious lure, Order agreed to her terms.

The heroes constantly battled against each other, but none could overcome the other.

They knew that this curse that was put on them would not be fulfilled with only one lifetime, so, in a very gory double suicide, ended both their lives.

These heros wolud be reborn again, in another lifetime, waiting for their paths to be crossed.

For the next few centuries, Chaos wept for the loss of her loved one, her chosen mortal, but at the end it only deepend her hatred for Order.

She cursed him, the blood of order would be spilt, unless the right sacrifices be made at the right time.

She foolishly cursed herself as well, for both their lives were entwined together, and it was not their blood that would be spilt, but of the legacies of the chosen heroes.

This changed the whole course of the univers, and in particular the lives of two people.

In each era, a new hero would spawn, he/she destined to do somethig never meant to be done.

This would continue till chaos would be quenched of her thirst for blood.

-TIME SKIP-

(Place – Ancient Greece)

A woman was going through labor. A painful one at that.

Due to some complications, this woman was losing blood rapidly and needed a blood transfusion(I guess blood transfusion was done during those times as well) to keep her child alive.

The only one capable of saving her was another woman in the same hospital.

This woman was none other than Demetra, the amazonian warrior captured by the graecans.

This woman knew she was on her deathbed and the only way she could be useful was if she gave up her blood to save the young one.

So she offered her own blood to the woman.

And... (to be continued)

Authors note

This i my first story... well atleast at fanfiction.

Flames are accepted, if not liked.

Anyways, can anybody guess what will happen in the next chapter?

A shoutout will be given to the person/s with the correct answers.

Next chapter of Anarchy: Son of Poseidon will be up next week, be sure to check that out.

Thanks guys for reading this boring authors note and please tell me if love it/ hate it, I'll appreciate it. :D