Yeah, I know what you're saying. I really ought to finish Prophecy of Truth and Harry Potter: It Begins, but I suddenly had an idea for this when I was working on Harry potter.

Anyway...Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Percy Jackson and the Olympians. I do, however, own Eirene, aka Ren or Rennie. Standard procedure, yada yada.

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Prologue

I never wanted this to happen. Gods, I could come up with a dozen reasons why I never wanted this to happen. I wanted to be a normal child. I wanted to grow up with my family – a normal family. But I didn't have a normal family.

I only had my mother…and she resented me for everything. She often blamed me for things I had no control over, but then…what could I do at twelve years old? Nothing…I could do nothing.

I guess I should be glad that my life changed. I mean…I escaped the hellhole which made up my life every day. My mother was extremely abusive, but for some reason I didn't care. My father abandoned us, as she told me enough times throughout my meager existence. She told me that he abandoned us because I was born. She blamed me for him leaving, blamed me for having dyslexia, blamed me for suffering from ADHD – even though for some reason it wasn't as bad as the others' – and she blamed me for making her loose her perfect figure when I was born.

Of course, I believed her when she told me that Father left because of me. I blamed myself for it, but it wasn't until much later that I found out what he truly was. I was shocked. No, I guess you could say I was beyond shocked.

What was he, you ask?

Well, he was – and still is – a Greek god. His name…is Erebus. He's the god of darkness and shadows. Fitting huh? Now I know why I always considered the shadows my friends. They comforted me when I was sad…and for other reasons you will find out later.

Well, it does make sense to me. I mean, where else would I get long black hair – with purple highlights no less – when my mother's side of the family all had blond or brown hair. And I was cursed with bright silver eyes. Silver! You can't tell me that silver is a natural eye color. I was picked on a lot because of these eyes.

And what does that make me? Well, I'm a half god. A demi-god to be more precise. I inherited powers, but I'll let you find out during the story.

I have a lot of half brothers and sisters, but for that I'm happy. For some reason they didnt really care if I was around or not. They weren't mean...but they weren't nice, either. Some were nicer than others, but I couldnt tell what they really thought of me. Even Nemesis. She's the goddess of revenge. Although, I had to earn their trust. Charon didn't really like me in the beginning, but father took care of that. Thanatos was really affectionate – it must be because of…well, you'll find out.

Hah, my other siblings include Aether, god of the sky, Hemera, goddess of the day, Charon, the ferryman, Momus, god of satire, Geras, god of old age, Oneiroi, god of dreams, the Moirai, who are the fates, the Hesperides, who are the guardians of the golden apples, and the twins Hypnos, god of sleep, and Thanatos, god of death.

Then…I guess you would call her my true mother. Her name is Nyx, goddess of the night. I love her more than my biological mother.

I love each and every one of them.

Eirene. That's my name. Father named me after the goddess of peace. You know, for the god of darkness and shadows he really is a warm and caring person. When he found out that mother was abusing me…well, it wasn't pretty. For some reason he couldn't find me for the first twelve years of my life…not until I met up with a boy named Percy Jackson and we went to camp Half-blood together. Percy Jackson…there's a lot of history between us. We went to Yancy together and we were best friends.

Wait, wait. Hold the questions, I'm getting there.

Let me read to you an account of our story through another's eyes. Percy was so kind to write down our adventures. Let me say that I blushed wholeheartedly when he read some parts aloud. Actually, these books were the sole reason I realized the feelings he had for me. If I hadn't read them…then I probably would have still been at home, being abused by my mother.

Well, let us begin.

This is our story through Percy Jackson's eyes. I believe it starts out a little something like this:

"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood.

If you're reading this because you think you might be one, my advice is: close this book right now. Believe whatever lie your mom or dad told you about your birth, and try to lead a normal life.

Being a half-blood is dangerous. It's scary. Most of the time, it get you killed in painful, nasty ways.

If you're a normal kid, reading this because you think its fiction, great. Read on. I envy you for being able to believe that none of this ever happened.

But if you recognize yourself in these pages – if you feel something stirring inside – stop reading immediately. You might be one of us. And once you know that, it's only a matter of time before they sense it too, and they'll come for you.

Don't say I didn't warn you."

Yeah, I told you that he had a way with words.

Now, do you want to hear the rest of his story – my story – our story?

Well, of course you do. Now, come here and I'll read the rest of the story to you. I swear on my father's name, Erebus, that everything I will tell you is the absolute truth.