Where we left off: "Once upon a time a young woman fell for a deviously handsome man, but all wasn't as it seemed...
The man was not human, not even mortal for a fact. He was a deity. He was normally stuck far below the heavens but on the day with no sun he was able to escape for, but a few minutes. That was when he met the beautiful Evelyn, a woman with strawberry sun-kissed hair and the most unusual yellow eyes. She was extremely nice and the man quickly became enchanted by the female. Mere minutes felt like both seconds and hours. Then as the time for his return came quicker he kissed her. They say, the sun was so happy for the couple it formed a ring of fire and stayed hidden with just enough time for the stork to bring them the child of..." The old grandpa told only to get cut off by his grandson last-minute.
"Tartarus! The God of retribution after death, but if any one asks just the darkest, deepest part of the Underworld!" the child shouted with eagerness. He wanted to prove he learned what his Grandpa was teaching him. He wanted to prove he was just as smart as his sister.
The old man smiles. He leans over and kisses the young four-year old's forehead. "Now go to sleep so I can tell you another story tomorrow," the grandfather whispered, "my young Demi."
Now, if I ever had a good day in my life it would be spent lying in the green grass and staring up at the star painted sky. Honestly, nothing in the world could sound better at this moment. Where am I? I'm in Athens surrounded by a group of seven teens. Why was I surrounded? Well, that's an easy question to answer. I just destroyed a bunch of monsters. It was totally their fault for approaching me. I had warned all the ghosts and any monsters that I was taking a vacation and they would pay dearly for interrupting it. I guess the monsters weren't as smart as ghosts, because they were the only ones who didn't listen to my threat so far.
The rings went back over my body and once again I was Danny Fenton. Yep, just your average everyday guy. "So, where did we leave off?" I asked. that was when I got hit by a blast of lightning. No, I'm not kidding. I turned to face the one who fired it and yes it was a person. "Really?" I asked as my body sparked. Oh, crap. This is not good. That was pure electricity. Great now I get to learn what Grandpa meant by activation through electricity, and with that I passed out with only Cujo to protect me. This was not going to turn out good.
"Another! Another!" Danny shouts as he stares at his grandpa. The grandpa smiles and throws the kid a bow and arrow. The six-year-old easily catches the weapons and aims it at the target. Then on his first try he achieved a bullseye. The kid bounces up and down as he faces his Grandpa. "Look! Look! I got a bullseye!" Danny shouted in glee. He was amazing at every weapon he had been handed so far, whether Roman, Greek, Egyptian, Norse, or ghostly. The old man stared at his Grandson. He wasn't sure how many relations the kid had, but he knew a few of them.
"How about another story as your prize?" He asked and Danny automatically sat on a nearby bench. The Grandpa smiled. "It started with the baby of two legacies. Neither of the parents knew all that much about their past. So, they decided that they wouldn't tell their children anything of it. Unfortunately the boy they had seemed to be extremely weak. They wanted to save him, but had no clue on how to do that. A god came to that child and kissed his head. The child's ice colored eyes flared green for but a moment, until they faded through a strange red color to a slightly blue color that still held much of its previous icy look. Both adults smiled at they're now happy baby boy. They listened to the god's prophecy for the kid and decided they would keep anything greek related hidden from the boy. Neither understood that the boy would need to know his past and so they tried to cut all ties with their parents. One of their parents though refused to stay away and secretly told the stories of past. So, the Child's future was bound to reach the stars," The old man told the child.
Danny frowned. That was a new story. He had never heard it before. He wondered why for less than a minute before letting his thoughts go elsewhere. After all, the story was still cool and that baby sounded a lot like him. So, that was always going to be cool. "Hey, Grampsy what was the prophecy?" the curious six-year-old asked. His Grandpa seemed to wince as if the answer actually hurt him.
"The prophecy was..."
I bolted up and found I was still in the same place. I frowned was Cujo really able to hold off seven Demis. I looked around and saw a battle going on around me. Cujo was attacking the group with Wulf and Frostbite. Oh, crap! Now a war has been started! Great a group of new foes. I really needed that. Unfortunately, that was when my new powers I guess you could say started to react with my feelings, as a giant shadow started to overflow us and the stars started to shine brighter. Double crap!