New Story...
Rain, pounded against the windows thunder rumbled through the sky. The earth seemed to be at war with itself. A baby, with pitch black hair, and eyes as dark as night. was sitting in his crib just staring, not at his toys no. but out the window at the sky. This baby's name was Perseus.
Perseus was a peculiar child, he did not like to play with kids his age. nor with toys he simply liked to sit, silent. his mother never heard a peep out of him. while most kids his age would hiss and cry. Perseus just stared, quiet. he has already had six nanny's. each one left at their own accord
they claimed his stare was creepy. they thought it to be evil, they were wrong. the boy was staring not out of boredom, but of curiosity... this little boy liked to learn. not play, or draw but to learn. his thirst was of knowledge... and he stared to quench it
he ingested knowledge his strange obsession with the dark only added to the long list of the creepily long list of thing about the boy. he often wondered why he was so different from other people, canine animals seemed to just ignore him or some even bowed to him! it was unnerving.
especially when he heard their voices in his he was not afraid of ghosts, or spirits like the other boys were, in fact he swore up and down he could see them. which wasnt good, he was drawing attention to himself. his father while silently watching wished he could be more under the radar.
Yes, Most peculiar.
7 Years later
Percy winced as another hard smack landed across his face. he ran into the bathroom and hid in the closet, he held his face which stung terribly.
the door opened and Percy clinged to the shadows. a fat short man with a balding hairline, a wife beater tank top, and blue boxer's stood there glaring at him. "why you little shit!" he went to grab Percy.
Percy closed his eyes hard and wished he could be anywhere but there. he waited expecting him to be grabbed by Gabe. but was shocked when he opened his eyes and seen he wasn't in the closet anymore. hell, he wasn't even in the apartment anymore, in fact he was in the cemetery. he smiled and sat down.
the cemetery was the only place he felt safe ever since his mom died. Percy sat there on the ground, enjoying the moment. "Perseus" a deep voice of out of nowhere said. Percy jumped and stood back defensively. the dark man sat there watching them, as if unsure of what to do.
he noticed his bruises and marks. Hades wanted to smite the mortal who did it. but he would leave that to Percy. "if the fat pig doesn't have a heart attack" Hades muttered quietly.
"what are you doing here?" the malnourished child asked cautiously. "Perseus, I am your father" the stranger replied. "w-who are you?!" Perseus demanded. The stranger took a step further towards the boy.
As he walked the grass around him shriveled, and died. "i" he began, gesturing at himself, "Am Hades God of the underworld, And riches. You my are my son Perseus. you were supposed to be a god, the god of Souls and Shadows" Hades finished.
"but someone meddled, You are cursed to live out your days as a mortal" Percy gasped in shock he fell to his knees, tears flooding down his face. "why didn't you tell me before?" Percy asked in surprising calmness.
"i wish i could have" Hades said. a single tear fell from Hades eye and splashed on the floor. the reaction was instantaneous, all grass and wildlife dyed around them, UN-dead warriors began climbing out of the earth. they all bowed towards Hades. a great many forms flickered across the plains, ghosts.
this time however, they bowed towards Perseus. a Black crown of thorns descended from the shadow of the shriveled tree behind Perseus. "As a baby you were given the title ghost king" Hades continued. "and the prince of the underworld shall i fade, these were the first and second strikes".
"Thanatos claiming you as his champion was the third" Hades drawled on. the shadows thickened as Hades began the most dramatic part. but the final strike was when Nyx faded,
And left you the title as the king of Hell-hounds" at this a million blood red eyes howled into the sky simultaneously. blood red barbed wired wrapped and intermingle into the crown of thorns.
"The fates decided you were too powerful, Stripped you of godhood". Hades said while shaking angrily.
Perseus looked up, a Black and red aura surrounded him his eyes turned a milky white, while his hair got darker, and his tips became the color of fresh blood. "they" he said his voice deep and demented, not suitable for a child his age.
"Will Pay"
The Fates
Lachesis smiled at the boy, while Clotho was not sure what to think of the boy. Atropos sneered angrily at the boy, about to snip his string when she was interrupted by her sisters. "do not do it Atropos" they mocked
she stood up raging, "YOU WILL NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO!" before flashing out. both sisters sighed in unison.
"What was this world coming too?" they questioned to no-one imperticular...