AN: So this is another fanfiction I'm adding to my list of in-complete fanfictions. This is the first time I'm doing an X-over and I hope I've done it well. If you think the demigods which appear in this fic are seemingly to powerful, it because I kind of like the PJO world more than the HP world.
Prologue
In the dark halls of judgment were two people. One was a woman dressed in a puffy, purple dress which was the 18 century fashion. The other was a man, dress in black with a crown on his head.
"No I cannot abide to your wishes, I will not the boy as such," responded the man to an earlier question by the woman.
"Do as you wish, but you must know that it'll only haunt him so. The boy is not just a boy. He has a huge role in many worlds. I'm not only approaching you for help of my world, but also the other worlds which will need him in charge soon," the woman reasoned.
"I will not bring such darkness upon my son. He will not suffer the power and curse of immortality," the man retorted.
"Like I said, do as you wish. However, I bring you a word of caution. Magic and power always finds its owner. On the day of the boy's 17th birthday, the power will find him, and if he turns against you, it will be irreversible." With that, the woman left the room, leaving behind no trace that she had ever been there.
The man stood at the same spot, the last words of caution resonating through his head. If he did not abide by her wishes, he had the risk of losing his son forever. If he did abide by her wishes, his son would have the live with the fact that he would have to watch the rest of his friends die one-by-one.
The man cleared the thoughts out of his head as he sat upon his throne. The throne of the Underworld, the throne of Hades, Lord of the Dead.
