Prologue
"We're losing her! We need to raise her BP now!" A doctor yelled.
"There's no time! Perform an emergency C-section or we're going to lose them both!" Another screamed urgently, already grabbing a scalpel.
The ICU room was filled with the sound of beeping and urgent voices for some time before a piercing yell broke the air just as another machine started to wail. One life began as another ended.
"It's a boy. Healthy too, thank goodness." The first doctor said quietly, already mourning for the newborn orphan.
"Time of death, huh, exactly midnight." The second doctor declared with a sardonic smile.
The newborn opened his eyes, revealing the irises to be a blazing mix of red and orange. The color of fire encasing a pitch-black pupil.
The mortal son of Tartarus was born.