Champion Of The Fates
I don't own Percy Jackson; all of the credits go to a Mr. Rick Riordan.
Prologue:
Somewhere beyond the fabric of time and space
It was a dark and silent room. No sounds could be heard at all until suddenly three flashes of light appeared in the room. When the flashes of light disappeared, three figures could be seen standing in the middle of the room. The room was no longer dark. It was as if the room just responded automatically to the people who entered it.
These three figures however were not just regular people. They were the ones who decided who would live and who would die. These three people were the Fates: Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos. Between the three of them, they wielded unbelievable powers that not even a god could overcome. After all they were the ones who made the Ancient Laws, which the gods were not allowed to break.
The Fates just looked at each other for a few minutes as if they were having a silent conversation that only they could understand until Clotho broke the silence. "The time for the prophecy is nearing." Clotho softly said to her sisters. Both of them just nodded.
"I have seen the chosen one's path, and it is an extremely difficult one." Lachesis said in a melodious voice before pausing. "He will ultimately fail his path without help, his enemies are too powerful for him to overcome with his powers alone." She continued.
"What exactly are you proposing sister?" Atropos asked in a raspy tone. "I am proposing that we make the chosen one our champion sister." Lachesis replied. "After all, with our blessings, we can make sure that he is powerful enough to complete his destiny."
Silence ensued momentarily as the other two Fates allowed that suggestion to sink in. Both knew the benefits of having the chosen one be as powerful as possible, after all he was the one who was going to guarantee their survival. However the drawbacks were also pretty horrific. What if he decided to go to the opposing side? That would have terrible consequences. The two sisters decided to voice this opinion out.
Thankfully Lachesis had a reply to that. "This problem can be easily resolved sisters. The moment he even thinks about going dark, we will approach him and make him swear an oath on the Styx to never betray Olympus, otherwise we will take away his powers." Both sisters nodded in agreement with that solution and gave the plan their blessing.
Soon enough, the Fates stood in a circle and started chanting in a language that no mere mortal could understand. Golden light started to escape from all three and gathered in the center of the circle. Once the golden light was as big as a basketball, it escaped out of the room and into reality.
Once the golden light ball was fully gone, the Fates said in perfect synchronization. "Percy Jackson, you are now the champion of the Fates."
All right! There's the prologue, hope you guys stick around for the rest of the story. This my first story btw and English isn't my first language so I apologize for any writing deficiencies I might have. So for those of you who chose to continue reading this story, I thank you and hope you review because I could honestly use criticism if I did something wrong. So enjoy the story!
