Chapter One

The Son of a King

In Atlantis, a civilization ruled by the Olympian God known as Poseidon, the cries of a newborn god was heard throughout the grand palaces walls. An heir was born, and not just any heir.

This young prince, the son of a king, would become so much more. Soon every decision he makes will determine the safety and wellness of the world.

And for such an important immortal being, of course his name had to be the destroyer.

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"Perseus." a single voice uttered.

The hospital wing of the palace was occupied by three individuals, now four. The one who spoke was none other than the Queen of Atlantis herself, Amphitrite, and in her arms a new born boy given the name of a future hero.

"Are you sure, my love?" asked another. The King, standing to left the of his queen, and to the left of him the doctor who had delivered the child. "More sure than i have been about anything before." she said with such conviction the king couldn't argue.

Bleary and wide eyes opened, staring at his parents. They were as green as the ocean of which their city resided. He smiled a large, toothless grin and gurgled as he reached out for his mother and father. Poseidon smiled, giving the infant his finger to play with.

"The Destroyer. And yet, I feel he will create more than destroy." he said. Amphitrite could only nod, the exhaustion from giving birth catching up to her. Poseidon, seeing this, took his child with a smile and told his wife to rest. She nodded and fell asleep immediately.

The doctor, a Dr. Organa, promised to keep watch whilst the king went to the child's room to put him down for rest. As he walked, the Olympian couldn't help but look at his son, the heir to his throne should something happen to him and his mother. He had his eyes and Amphitrites smile, he noted. Poseidon smiled and held the baby close.

That was when the walls exploded.

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When the dust cleared, the king searched for his son.

That's when he saw the figure. A tall woman with hair that flowed in invisible wind and eyes as white as the pearls and ivory that decorated the very hall they stood in.

"A beautiful child." she whispered, and even that small utterance held power. Guards shuffled into the hall, but were stopped in their tracks by an invisible force as the woman held up her hand up.

She tsked and flicked her wrists, snapping every neck besides her and the two gods. "It's too bad that you couldn't take care of this child, maybe i would have gone for one of Zeus's brats." she said with a sneer.

Perseus began to cry and wiggle, trying desperately to get to his father. The woman shushed him and held him close to her chest.

"Give me my son, wench!" Poseidon demanded, summoning his Trident to his side. The woman was not impressed.

"Please Poseidon, put that away before i have to get violent." she said, not taking into account the dead bodies littering the floor. Poseidon growled and held up the three-pronged spear.

"Give. Me. My. Son." He said with clenched teeth, an absolutely furious look in his eyes. The woman seemed to contemplate this. "No. I don't think i will." she said with a smirk, then she disappeared into nothingness.

Taking the baby with her.

The walls of the palace shook with the mighty roar of the kings heartbroken scream. He collapsed to his knees and let the horrible truth sink in. This woman, she had his son. And she was very powerful.

Poseidon stood and walked back to his room, closing the door and staring to the mirror on his wall. "What will I do now?" he sighed.

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In a cave on the surface world, a woman flashed into her home.

She set a small child inside a crib, right next to another crib that held another child. "Perseus, meet your baby sister. Her name is Thetis, another sea god like yourself." she said happily.

The other child had long dark brown hair and light blue eyes, like a perfectly calm ocean. The woman sat in a chair with a sigh.

"Finally." she said to herself. "A family again." The night was long and cold, but there was another watching from the trees just outside the cave.

A small girl in a silver tunic with auburn hair and glittering silver eyes like the moon. She crept back out of the foliage and into the woods, but not before locking eyes with the new boy in the crib.

The stormy sea green swirled with power, and it unsettled her, but also made her even more curious. She would watch over this boy and make sure he grows up right.

And maybe one day, they could be friends.