Night Has Fallen

by Wishsight

Gaea has been defeated. The world is safe, but that doesn't mean its inhabitants are. A new threat has arisen, but the war-ready demigods are unprepared, because this time the danger is inside. Percy and Annabeth, modern day's greatest heroes try to understand the threat, but it has already understood too much about them. There is one question left: Will they survive the night?

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians nor do I own the Heroes of Olympus. Poop.

I hope you enjoy this short prologue. The first chapter will be posted in a couple of hours.

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"Free at last".

A shadowy figure immerges from a tunnel in the middle of central park. Behind her, stars flicker to some unheard rhythm. She spreads her arms wide taking in the night, and even if only for a fraction of a second, upon her arrival New York City had gone completely silent. Then, for the first time, the silhouette smiles with pearl white teeth.

"Mother," she says to no one in particular "I will finally see the day"

Suddenly, the girl turns and her strange eyes widen in fear. The crevice she came from lets out a wail from deep within. Every star goes black.

The mysterious person kneels down and clutches her ears. Around her the park starts to darken as waves of black roll off her.

"Hemera is a fool" Another person is standing in the small clearing. Not as dark as the first, but he gives off an aura of malice. "And so are you Skia. You are not one of them, you never will be."

The girl, Skia, lets go of the sides of her head and wraps her hands around herself. She starts to scream. Tears stream down the sides of her face. Then, she stops sobbing hastily and goes silent. Skia stands up.

"Momos you have lost your edge." She says, but there are still tearstains on her cheeks.

The man laughs and his eyes glitter evilly. "You of all people should know how dangerous your mother is. The Night has fallen." With that, Momos disappears, his being seemingly absorbed by the night sky. The girl collapses on the ground

A tree rustles. Skia turns. A pale-faced boy steps, quite literally, out of the shadows. "Don't listen to him" He walks over. Skia doesn't move. "Hemera's your sibling too right? You are one of the better children." The girl on the ground sighs, but accepts his hand to lift her up. "If only I could believe you Nico." The pair melts into the shadows.

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Voilà, although this post is very short, constructive criticism is always welcome.

All the mythological figures in this story, such as Momos, are real parts of greek mythology. Except for Skia who is of my own invention (and will not be the main character).

The rest of the story will be in Percy's point of view.

- Wishsight