Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians they belong to Rick Riordan

OC is 100% mine though

This is my first full-length story so please go easy on me.

Prologue

A man in a dark cloak was running through the night. He knew his time was running out and he needed to hurry before they caught him. He ran through the home of his uncle, the residents there not daring to question him. The man was well respected everywhere and was known throughout as his father, uncle and aunts favourite.

The cloaked figure could see the entrance getting closer in front of him. 30 feet… 20 feet… 10 feet… The area around the entryway was dark as if the opening was sucking all the light out of the area. There was no one around it, not many daring to come so close and risk falling in. Not even his uncle comes here often, the only coming here when he must. Out of everyone, the cloaked figure came here the most, visiting old friends and distant family. He was careful not to be caught, knowing that if word got out to the king he would be banished and executed, for talking to who they assume as enemies.

Stopping at the entrance the cloaked figure checked for his weapons, Shadow Strike and Hollow Silence. The black and silver sword hung from the right, crossing its counterpart, a white and gold sword hanging from the left. The two halves of his symbol of power hung on his back concealed by his cloak, only the handles protruding outwards. Readying himself for the long journey ahead he went over his plan in his head one last time. He was about to enter when he heard a familiar smooth, velvety voice behind him.

"Is really this the only way?" Turning around he came face to face with his family, those he truly would regret leaving behind.

"You know as well as I do that this is the best way. There is no one on earth that can hide me long enough." The man's voice was calming, much like a relaxing bath at the end of a long day.

"But how do you know they would even help you?" His closest friend asked, wishing there was another way.

The cloaked figure sighed at that. "I don't. However, even if they won't help me I know that they won't kill me. Being down there will hide my presence for long enough. I won't be able to conceal my aura up here."

"How can you be sure that they won't kill you? No one has talked to any of them in years."

The man turned towards his best friend, who was close to tears. He knew that his friend was worried, but he needed to do this. "I have contacts and a few old friends who can help me. I have already spoken to the big boss, and he has agreed to leave me be."

His family looked shocked at the fact that he had spoken to the boss, but they also knew that lots of people owed him favours. His oldest aunt knew better than the rest though. She knew that he kept in contact with their family way down below, having caught him talking to them once. From what she heard, she understood that he was on good terms with them. She knew that her father was there, and he would help his favourite grandson survive.

He looked each one of them in the eye. "Don't see this as a goodbye. I will return. In the most desperate of times, I will come back and Zeus will rue the day he lost a powerful ally."

"Will you be taking your revenge when you return?" His uncle inquired, curious.

The man grinned at him. "No, I won't have to. He will get what he deserves without my interference."

His family looked at him curiously but did not question it. They had learned long before that he had contacts everywhere and seemed to know things that would happen in the future.

The cloaked figure turned back around to look towards the passageway in front of him. "My time runs low, it's a matter of minutes before they find me here."

"Wait!" Behind him, his father spoke. "Before you go take these."

The cloaked figure turned towards his father and uncle, who each handed him a ring. The one his father handed to him mostly silver with dark blue gems, while the other was the complete opposite. His uncle had handed him a ring made of a black metal. The metal was shaped into two skulls with a red gemstone held in between.

"These rings turn into the swords Lykófos and Kókkino paratiritírio. Think of this as a parting gift from us." His father explained.

"Twilight and Red Obsidian. Fitting." He admired the rings before slipping Twilight on his right pointer finger and Red Obsidian on his left middle finger. "Thank you."

His family regarded him sadly knowing that he had to go. "Please be safe."

He sensed their sadness, but he knew he couldn't do anything to help. They knew that what he was about to do was dangerous, but it was the only way. He was confident that he could succeed, with his natural charm and help from old friends, he would survive.

He had spoken to the fates and knew that it would be a long time before he could return home, but if it meant that his family was safe, it was worth it. His family was worth the world to him, and he would sacrifice anything for them; even his own life.

"I will survive and I will return to you. I promise." He vowed before turning towards the pit and jumping in.

His family watched as he plummeted in, fading away into the darkness. For the first time in a long time, the family felt hopeless, like he took all the hope with him when he jumped. The five of them stood in silence, just staring into the abyss. The silence lasted for a full minute as everyone came to terms with what happened.

"He will be back. After all this time he has never broken a single promise. He will come back and we will be waiting when he does." the youngest of them whispered, more to himself than anyone else.

That renewed their hope. He would come back and set this right. He would never hurt them on purpose. He will return, and he will be stronger than ever.

"We should leave before our 'family' finds us here." The group sneered at the mention of their so-called family, but they knew he had a point. One by one they flashed away, leaving one remaining. He stared at the spot his closest friend had last been in silence. Eventually, he knew he had to leave. He left whispering into the darkness.

"You better come back. You better not break your promise. You have to come back, if not for them then for me. I need you. Don't leave me forever… Aleixo Elpida."

And... cut! That's a wrap for this first part! The next part should be out soon so look out for it!

Aleixo Elpida (uh-lex-oi el-pee-da) - Defender of Hope