Chapter Six: A Blast from the Past

|Third Person POV|

Severus walked to the living room and waited. A few moments of silence later, a figure entered the room. No one made a sound. The professor looked and saw someone he thought died a long time ago.

"So its Kyros now?"

"..." Kyros sat down across from Snape and crossed his legs. "The boy you knew died a long time ago."

Severus' eyes stared into red ones. "You died in my arms."

The pale teen gulped and looked down. He knew he had to explain. "Yes I did."'

Snape waited for him to continue.

"I also wanted to tell you but if I did he would have killed you and I couldn't do that you. I always thought you were lucky you know. Your father was a muggle and he was there even if he was a bastard." Kyros took a deep breath. "My father isn't even human. I'm not human. Well mortal."

"Mortal?"

"You know my father was never around. I found out the truth from a woman who I thought was my mother. That bastard who sired me ... he ...I... I never meant anything to him. Just another pathetic mortal trash. He erased my memory and de-aged me and left me with her. She will always be my mother even if she didn't give birth to me." Kyros let out a dry chuckle. "I lived for hundreds of years and I didn't even know. If I didn't meet his expectations, he would have my die then let me start over again."

The professor's face remained blank.

"I got too close to you." The former demigod laid his head in his hands. "He gave me a choice you know. I could listen to him or he'd kill everyone I cared about starting with you."

Severus felt his breath stop. "Why?"

"I wasn't the sociopath he wanted me to be. I refused to cause destruction without meaning. I couldn't kill mortals when he asked me to." He let out a strained smile. "I guess those are your responsibilities when you are the Prince of Hell. Literally."

"Your father?"

Kyros nodded to the unasked question. "Growing up with you I held so much angry. I couldn't figure out why I was always angry. I hated that you had a father present in your life. Even after he would beat you. You want to know why I hated it. Because he was there. You could fight, argue, throw things at him and I couldn't. I was never able to express my hatred to him. Not my father. He takes pleasure in my pain. My struggle."

A hand laid on Kyros' shoulder. Severus moved to his childhood friend's side and surprised both himself and Kyros by giving him a hug. The pale teen let out a sob he had been holding for a long time now.

"I'm immortal Sev. A god. Prince of Hell. Son of a monster. My life as Damien is long over. It's not fair. Why me? Why can't I have my own life?!" He clutched onto Severus' sleeve. "I hate him. I hate him. I HATE HIM!"

Severus pushed his old friend back gently and pushed up his sleeve. Kyros' red eyes widened and Snape suppressed a flinch. The prince traced the faded dark mark with his finger and whispered something. The mark began to hiss and professor watched as the dark mark began to chip away. He stared at the spot the cursed mark used to be. His mouth hung open for a second before he quickly closed it.

"How? It couldn't be removed."

"Nothing is truly permanent. With the right words anything can disappear."

"Thank you." Snape whispered to Kyros.

"Anytime. You were there for me when no one else was." The pair began sharing stories of the past.

Percy smiled from the hallway. He was glad his friend was finally opening up. 'So that's the famous Sev he loves to talk about. Who would have thought?' The Sea Prince walked along the shadow back to the room he was sharing. On his way back he heard Harry and Ron.

"He must be evil!" That was definitely Ron.

"You don't even know him. He could surprise you." Hermione sounded like she was scolding a child.

"You just fancy him. You can't see who he really is!" Ron was red in the face.

Hermione looked shocked that Ron could make such an assumption about her. She quickly smacked him and stormed out of the room. Percy hid in the shadows.

"I can't believe him! How dare he!" Hermione stomped downstairs.

Perseus silently enter the room he was assigned and pretended to be asleep when the boy's of the trio entered the room. Harry was grumbling under his breath and probably cursing the young god's soul.
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Pairing Options (From Ao3, and Wattpad):

Percy/Hermione - 11

Draco/Hermione -2

Draco/Harry - 9

Percy/Nico - 12

Nico/Leo - 1

Percy/Fred/George - 9

Percy/Kyros (OMC) - 19

Reyna/Nico - 1

Nico/Thalia - 1

Percy/Severus - 2

Percy/Fem!Kyros - 4

Kyros/Fem!Percy - 1

Nico/Harry - 1

Percy/Thalia - 1

Nico/Draco - 1

Nico/Kyros (OMC) - 1

Harry/Reyna - 1

Yes back story time! Things will start to make more sense in the future. But enough about my character. Onward to evil grandpas and bastard wizards!

Til next time,
●SHADOW OUT●