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THE SON OF KRONOS
Chapter One
Draco was tired. That stupid Percy Jackson kid wouldn't stop fighting. His father, Kronos, was getting bitterer, acting more irrational as the Second Titan War raged on. Naturally, the Lord of Time ordered Draco to do menial stuff, like rescue some Charlie Beckendorf kid from being drowned, snatch up a few telekhines here and there, typical chores. He would turn back time slightly to do his job, of course. No one paid any attention to him, anyway. When he rescued that one kid….Charles, I think his name was….he felt obliged to save his life.
Charles woke up in Celestial bronze chains. "Where am I? Who are you?" Beckendorf cried. "Where's Percy? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?" "Relax, Charles," Draco replied. "Percy is safe. He escaped. However, you need some rest, dude." "No! I can't sit here while Percy is missing! Find him!" "HEY!" said Draco. "You are not the boss of me, Hephaestus spawn. You are the captured one here, not me. So do as I say, and you might live. After all, I don't know what Kronos might do." Beckendorf writhed in his chains. "Speak for yourself, time brat. All you are is another one of Kronos' servants. You don't scare me." Draco thought for a while, and said,"You know what? I know just the kind of death you deserve."
The Prince of Time grabbed Beckendorf by the leg and carried him to the top of Mount Othrys. "Since you seem to be trouble, just like your father," Draco exclaimed coolly,"I thought you might want to suffer like your father. Nice knowin' you, Mr. Tinkerer!" Draco hefted the son of Hephaestus over Mount Othrys. Beckendorf's screams could be heard for miles.
The next day…
"Any new missions, Father?" the son of Kronos asked. "In fact, yes, my son," said Kronos. "How would you like to infiltrate Camp Half-Blood as one of their own?" Draco shifted uneasily. "You mean...become a camper?" "Of course, my child. Happy hunting."