Hey Guys! This first chapter is going to be a little bit hectic. Brief character introductions will occur, and this story is going to hit the ground running.

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Many Millenia Before

It was dark on Olympus. Which would make sense if it were night.

It was three in the afternoon.

And because it was dark as Tartarus, the gods both major and minor began to stir. Worried whispers ran rampant throughout the city. And Darkness was confused as to why her presence was unwanted. Light was always accepted and welcomed, but Darkness was definitely the least favorite.

"Think of the Devil and she shall appear." Darkness muttered.

Blinding light appeared. Of course Light would be here, on the same day that Darkness was called upon.

"Hello, dear sister." He boomed then cast a look at the empty void before him. "You might want to tone that down an eensy bit."

And suddenly, Light was in human form. In every form he was perfect. Light skin, light hair, light light light light light. And the bastard GLOWED. He radiated warmth and happiness.

"Tone what down?" Darkness asked, her voice not coming from anywhere in particular.

"Just go into your being form. You're scaring the people." He beamed, literally.

Darkness sighed and transformed herself. The blackness that she brought was formed into a body, it created a body and a face. She wondered why anyone could be afraid of her.

"Much better!" Light laughed and hustled up the steps that stood before him.

"Much better..." Darkness mimicked and rolled her eyes.

In order to understand the two, one much take a look at their history. Before any entities, Titans, or gods. There was Light and Darkness.

And the two liked it that way until the beings appeared. They praised Light, would celebrate and dance all day. And when he would meet with them in his human form, everyone loved him.

But Darkness... She was perfectly content to remain without the beings. But she was needed to create a balance. And while the beings praised Light, they feared her. Darkness was avoided at all costs.

It hurt.

But Light said that every story needed a Hero and a Villain. And that he was to be the hero.

So Darkness became the evil she was supposed to be and began to create horrible things. Things that brought on war and death. But she supposed that was alright. Because Light, since the dawn of time, created heroes that needed to live up to the standard of HERO.

So as Darkness ascended, several steps behind Light. She wondered what these young gods would say to her.

It turns out. She never should have gone to that meeting. All she did was carry on with her business, her business of creation and destruction.

And after one fight. She was locked away with a promise from one of her favorite creations, Nyx.

The Liberator will come for you, and they will lead an army of warriors. So that the scales Darkness may take over.

And that was how it began. Darkness was locked away and she knew something was wrong. A part of her was missing. Until one day she felt something... Click.

"My Liberator has been born."

Camp Half Blood

"Heroes!" Chiron called out over the battle ready campers.

Anticipation surged throughout the crowd. Murmurs of excitement flew across the demigods, sweat began beading on their foreheads.

"Get into positions for Capture the FLAG!" Chiron yelled, and his cry was met with a shout of excitement.

The two teams separated, and two girls moved in tandem. In question and answer to each other. Two sides of the same coin, forged in the same dark flame. One made of snow and ice with cascading white hair and skin, eyes made of ice. The other made of the deepest pits of Tartarus, with skin rich as the soil of the Underworld, hair weaved from the night sky itself, and her eyes were purely black.

"If you get one of the Athena kids, I'll give you three drachma." The dark skinned beauty said.

"Storm, if you can keep your mischief to yourself and get that flag. I'll give you five." Callista whispered, and gave her companion a soft grin.

Storm grinned and peeled off toward a shadow, vanishing. Callista rolled her eyes and made her way to the end pile of rocks where her flag was kept.

Callista sat atop the pile and then heard a breath from right behind her.

"Terell..." She chided and faced the looming darkness behind her.

And sure enough a boy with pale skin and dark hair was leaning on a tree. His dark eyes trained on her.

"You know, Callista Snow..." He paused as he realized the rhyme and smiled. "It is very hot today. I think that our Roman friend is in need of a cool down."

Terell smiled, and stared right behind her. He then opened one of his portals and vanished. Hopefully to help Storm.

Callista followed his eyes and whipped around, surely enough the daughter of Neptune was there. Her chocolate skin was covered in sweat and her warm eyes seemed to challenge the cold.

"I think that this Roman does need to chill." She smiled and then threw her hand out, casting a flurry of frost toward her opponent.

The girl smiled as a wall of water rose from the river and deflected the oncoming blizzard.

The wall of water was helping, but Jade knew it wouldn't last. Callista was Greek, and so her mother's powers were stronger here. Everyone's powers were.

But hers went askew as she sensed the Roman in her struggling against Grecian power. She flung her power up even more.

"A little help, Elisabeth?" She called out.

But Elisabeth was already there, on her own. Aiming for the flag. Her long blond braid whipped around as she attempted to reach it, but a boy was there. He was swinging an axe back and forth with a grin on his face.

"You could have let your Roman get it." Gunnar laughed and then charged.

Elisabeth rolled and faced him, dagger out. He raised his axe and swung, meeting her dagger; the sounds of struggling demigods and clanging metal filled the air. She smiled at him and then pulled a small knife from her pocket. And as Jade called out for help once more, the knife flew cutting down one of the rings of the flag.

"Not with the flag!" Jade cried out and then made her wall smaller, just to protect herself. The Ice-Demon's frost was there, freezing the water.

Then there he was, saving her. Dale and his fire. His dark skin glinted almost angrily in the midst of battle. She nodded her thanks and then jumped away. Suddenly it was just fire and ice, going against each other. It was harsh and fast. It was almost too much.

And then the Mega Warriors showed up.

They were the new counselor's, Enyalius, favorites. Because of who they were, where they came from. And how they worked in battle.

It wasn't a surprise when they came to the battle field.

"You guys! Stop that!" The shortest one called out.

Callista was angry, she just wanted to win the damned game. But she the Fire-Demon was pushing against her. It was infuriating. The dueling pair gritted their teeth, and continued to spray ice and fire.

Then Jake, Rafael, and Alfie stepped forward. Each exuding power and strength. But before they could stop the battle that was getting a little too serious. Music was heard, soft music. It made everyone freeze. It was lovely.

And Elisabeth was the first to break from the trance and throw another knife to the flag. Almost cutting it down and winning the game. But it stopped in the air. Like it was caught.

"You know," Storm boomed and re-appeared "You really should leave your flag with a few more capable warriors."

Everyone turned toward her as she leaned against the flag pole, dangling from her fingertips was a blue flag. And weapons were thrown down.

That night, at a celebration for the winning team. Grins and displays of power were exchanged, a few cursings of the gods, and as always contraband soda. But in the merriment, a dark and calming voice scraped across the pavilion.

Hello, my children...

Panic began rising, but a quiet panic.

Some of you are meant for a greater purpose...

The voice was metallic, and seemed to be coming from the night around them.

I am the beginning and end of all. And one of you is The Liberator. So come to me, and release me.

And in that group of campers, that night, the world was changed for the worse.

Hey, I hoped you guys enjoyed that first chapter. Sorry about it being kind of a mess, further chapters will be centered on smaller groups of characters. Also if your character was not mentioned, it was because I did not have enough information to create a place in this world for them.

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