A/N:I do not own the Percy Jackson series, it all belongs to Rick Riordan, I only own the things and people you do not recognize. This is just the prologue.
"Numera I need for you to do me a favor," Said a husky voice of a male. He was a very important man; he's nameless. No one knew his name; no one knew what he truly looks like. Today he was a large man, with a huge beer belly; his bald head shined brightly from the light above him. His skin was pale with dark blue tattoos along his neck and his fingers. They were the only thing that remained the same amongst his many facades.
"What can I do for you my lord," Numera looked into his cold black eyes.
He pushed himself off the large plush chair he was sitting on. He slowly made his way to the front of his desk. He cupped Numera's chin into his sweaty hands, her golden amber eyes meet his cold black ones. "You must promise me that you will not utter a word to the others about what I am about to tell you."
"You can trust my lord; I promise I will not tell anyone," Numera swore to him. Her heart was racing, what could it possibly be? Is he going to tell her who he truly is?
"You do remember the history of our planet, Currck?"
"Of course my lord," she went on to explain the basics. "Lord Orde is the male aspect of Lady Chaos. The two of them was in love, to show his love for Lady Chaos he formed a planet called Vilnira for her. In the beginning they were happy with just them two, but Lady Chaos was beginning to think that Lord Orde was becoming too powerful, powerful then her. Secretly Lady Chaos went to the farthest part of Vilnira and began to create her own children, getting ready to rage war on her beloved. When the last of her children was born while Lord Orde was asleep, they attacked the home they were living in. Lord Orde awoke with a start and tried to fend them off, but there were too many people and he was over powered. They threw Lord Orde off the highest mountain, and he felled from Vilnira. Alone in the universe Lord Orde made another planet called Falroc where he sired his dragon born children who can shift into humans if they so choose. Lord Orde went to the planet of Jillavia, home of the Elves to form a treaty with them. Gradually over the years Lord Orde formed treaties with the Yogtis, Zephors, werewolves and vampires. Vilnira was no longer called that, but now it is called Earth. Lord Orde disguised himself and went to Earth to explore before he came back to Falroc. He wanted a planet that was for everyone, including the humans. He made Currck, which became a refugee to all creatures within the treaty."
He smiled down at Numera, "Good girl, it's good to know that you remember your studies. You might be wondering why I ask you if you remember the history of Currck."
"I'm sure you have your reasons my lord," Numera responded politely.
"That I do." He let out a sigh, and let go of her chin that he was still holding. "Numera, I am Lord Orde."
She felt like she was going to faint. She was in the presence of the creator of Currck. She got up from her seat and bowed. "Stand up child, there is no need to bow to me, but do remember the promise you made to me."
Numera stood up and straighten her skirt, "My Lord Orde, May I ask you just one question?"
"Ask away child."
"Why did you tell me who you really are? There are other people here in Currck you could have told. The king or the queen."
Lord Orde chuckled, "I told you this Numera because I am the king."
Numera frowned, that couldn't be right. Her father, Lord Jor was the king in Currck, he was a dragon. Lord Orde looked at her, wondering if she would catch on. Numera's mouth dropped open; Lord Orde chuckled at her facial expression. "Before you ask, yes your mother does know who I am. We will talk later when I come home from Falroc, and no you cannot come; you have things to do with your mother."
Numera pouted, "As you wish father."
Percy couldn't believe what he just saw. She ripped his heart out of his chest and stomped on it with heavy combat boots. Percy couldn't believe that Annabeth broke up with him. She told him that it would be good for them, to see if there was someone out there for each other. Percy was utterly confused about this, he thought that they were made for each other and he thought that Annabeth felt the same as well, obviously she didn't. Percy gave her the space that she needed. He went to take a walk down the lake after dinner. He thought he was alone when he heard giggling down by the pier. He went to investigate and saw that it was Annabeth. She was sitting next to Derrick Burst, son of Hebe; her head was on his shoulder and she was looking up at him, kissing.
Now Percy was sitting further away from them, trying not to look at them. He grabbed a handful of grass in his hands and pulled them up from their earthly bed. He moved closer to the water, one by one he placed each blade on the watery surface and watched them float away.
After an hour Percy got up from his seat. He dusted off his pants and the back of his shirt. He was about to turn around when he felt a palm in the small of his back. It felt like his back was on fire. He went to scream out in pain, but it seemed like he lost his voice. Before Percy blacked out from the intense pain that was now rushing through his veins, he caught a glimpse of his attacker. It was a male for sure; with blood red hair and black void eyes.
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