Disclaimer: Remember, I don't own anything. I just own my ideas, like how The Struggling Warrior owns his.

Author's Note: I'm so caught between the pairings. =P It's like one vote for each pairing right now but Perry x Zoe has 1 more vote than the others. However, nothing will be set in stone until later chapters, so others will still have time. =)

Enjoy chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Origin: Birth

(Percy)

Every story has a beginning. These beginnings help to forge what people will become. All beings, whether they are humans, monsters, heroes, or gods, started out as less than what they are now.

We are no exception.

My life's beginning with my brother was not what you would call exciting. We were born to a poor women who had lost the love of her life to the ocean. Or at least that is what she told everyone anyways. In a sense, she didn't lie.

Our home was a small shack. The roof leaked. The floor was mud. The walls were made of old, decaying wood. It was a miracle that the shack never collapsed on top of us.

That place could barely be called a home. We slept on the dirty ground like filthy animals. We went to sleep still hungry most nights. We drank water that should have killed us. Everything about that place was terrible.

Except one thing, my family.

My mother was beautiful. That was something no being in the universe could ever deny. Her face was flawless. Her skin was kissed by the sun. Her hair was always clean and straight (I have no idea how she did that in our circumstance). Her blue eyes could pierce the very soul. I guess that's also why one of Perry's eyes were blue.

Yes, our mother might be beautiful on the outside, but on the inside she was perfect.

Our mother did not have a bad bone in her body. She showed kindness to every single person that was in her life. Her smile could melt even the hardest of hearts.

We loved her in the purest of ways. I loved her more because I believed that she loved me more than anything else in the world, even more than my brother, but she never shows it.

She never yelled, hit, or even frowned at us. Even when one of us broke her rules, she would not become angry. She had the patience of a saint. I would know, because she usually dealt with me on a daily basis.

No other being in the universe was as pure as she was.

So, despite how bad my home was, I was happy. I was happy because I had the best, most wonderful mother in the world, even if I had a brother that annoyed me at times.

No one could ask for more than that.

Every day was the same. Our mother and us rose with the sun. Most of the time there was no breakfast. Despite our usual hunger, we always smiled and talked as we got ready for our day.

My mother did many things to try to provide for us. She sowed, cleaned, and labored for money. I think she even begged on the streets at times. She took almost any job.

Except for prostitution, my mother would never sell her body.

While my mother labored, Pericles and I hunted for food. Back then, I was not very good at hunting, although Perry always had a knack for it.

Sometimes, I found some small game. But most of the time, I felt like I was cursed by something that kept me from catching anything.

For all I know, I probably was.

The one thing I was good at was fishing. Every day I caught at least two fish. It was miraculous really, as if the fish acted like they wanted to be caught.

After the work day, my mother and us would meet back at the shack. Back then I loved the night. My mother would always hug and kiss us both. Then, we would prepare the food (usually fish and small game).

As we cleaned and cooked our meal we would talk. The topic always differed. Sometimes we would chat about our days. Other times we talked about our dreams of the future. The conversation would continue until we finished dinner.

Then she would tell us stories. These stories were about heroes, monsters, and gods. They captured my attention every night without fail. She would always call us her little heroes. That was my favorite time of the day.

Not all of the stories were happy. In fact, most of them ended badly. She told us that that was life and that they met those ends because of their own actions.

My brother and I now know how true those words are.

So, that was our life. It was a hard life, that was for sure. We struggled every day just to survive. Nevertheless, we were content.

But it could not last.

The end to our naïve life began when Pericles and I turned five.

When I woke up that day, I knew something was wrong. My mother was worried. I could tell. Whatever it was, It had to be huge to visibly affect my mother.

All day, a violent storm surged, so we stayed indoors. My mother jumped at every little noise. I asked her multiple times what was wrong, but she just told me it was nothing.

Then my greatest fear was realized. The shack collapsed.

It was not sudden. We realized very quickly what was happening when the wood began to crack. At first, we were frozen, but then my mother sprang into action. She grabbed our hands and ran. Merely a few seconds after we got out of our home, it fell over.

For a second, we just stared. Our home was gone. For a moment my mother looked like she was about to cy. Then, we heard the growl.

At first, I just thought it was the storm. My mother's horrified face told me otherwise.

Before I could turn around, we were off. There we were soaking wet and running from an unknown enemy. My mother dragged me along as fast as possible. Rapid heartbeats rang in my ears.

I was terrified. Nothing like this had happened before. And never before had I seen my mother weep.

It was then I realized that we would die.

We ran and ran. Surprisingly, I never got tired. In fact, I was able to keep up with a full grown person easily. I had to fight to not pass my mother as we retreated from the growling beast behind us.

Soon we arrived at the beach. For the first time that day, my mother smiled. We went to the water and she kneeled down to my eye level. Her words have echoed in my mind all my life.

"Perseus, Pericles, you need to go out into the water! Do not ask any question, just do as I say! Go into the water and you will be safe! I will lead the monster away! Go, my sons! Don't look back! I will be safe!"

She then pushed us into the water. For a moment, I believed that I was going to drown. The water didn't hurt me at all, though. I could even breath in it! However, Perry struggled and didn't seem to be able to like I could, so he had to resurface.

I obeyed my mother at first. I swam out for a few meters, then stopped as Perry caught up to me. I could never leave my mother behind. She was the only thing I loved about my life aside from my brother.

So, I turned around.

That sight still gives me nightmares. My mother had lied. She was not safe at all.

That... that... thing was attacking her. Skin was torn. Blood was shed. And worst of all, her screams filled the air.

Righteous fury filled my heart and mind. My mother was being killed by a... a monster. The most perfect being in the world was dying, and it was all my fault.

I yelled and shouted. I willed with all my might that something, anything, would strike that beast down. Something did.

The water acted with my will. Like an arm, the water suddenly reached out to the monster. Then, like I wanted, it began to crush the beast. The monster whined and yelped, but those noises died down when the beast turned into yellow dust.

Like a switch, the anger was gone. In its place was fear and despair. I moved through the water with lightning fast speed.

I dove to my mother. I cried and sobbed. I held her bloodied body. I asked her to come back to me.

My prayers were briefly answered.

"Perseus?" She weakly croaked. I felt Perry's presence appear beside me as well, tears streaking down his face.

"Mommy! You're alive! Please hold on, we will get help!" He cried.

"No, no my sons. Stay with me." Our mother's beautiful eyes began to dull.

"But if we do you will die!" My brother and I were hysterical at this point.

"I will die no matter what, so please stay with me in my last hours."

"Mommy..." My voice cracked. My tears mixed in with the rain. My body trembled in grief.

"Listen to my last words... My sons... I want you to grow strong... I want you to live... Find happiness and fall in love... Live until you are an old man... And then..." She coughed up blood at this point. I still remember the blood splattering over my face.

"And then... Die with... With no regrets..."

"No mommy, don't leave me! I love you!" I was on the edge of losing control. I was hyperventilating.

"Mom!" Perry screamed as well. "I love you!"

We were going insane.

"I love you too... I am glad that those are the last words I hear my my sons say to me..." She stopped moving. Her breathing ceased. Her heart no longer beat.

She was dead.

"Mommy!" We continued to scream and sobbed. For a long time we just sat there in the storm. Our lives was destroyed. Our family was destroyed. Our innocence was crushed.

The rest was a blur. I remember the waves hitting Perry and I. They almost felt comforting. Then the water began to gently pull us in.

I did not fight it, although Perry seemed to struggle a little. There was not a part of me that cared anymore. Dying would be a comfort at that point. A comfort that I would unfortunately never get.

As the waves pulled us away, Perry and I looked back for a moment. That was the last image we ever had of our mother...

Our beautiful mother...

Millennias ago, In the Empty Void of the Universe...

"Chaos. I bestow upon you everything I have left before I am gone."

A little girl in a black dress was crying brokenheartedly as she knelt sadly by her father, Void. His essence slowly dissipated in the endless space, lighting up the surrounding darkness that threatened to consume them both.

"You shall now have to take up the burden of being the creator of the universe, my daughter." His last words continued to echo through her mind as he faded.

"Goodbye, but know that I will always love both of you. Chaos, Order..."

She shuddered, suddenly brought back to reality from her painful memory of the past.

Chaos naturally had the physical appearance of pitch-black eyes that reflected galaxies and midnight black hair, even though she had the power to take the form of anything she wishes.

After a few millenias, she had grown in experience and decided to take the form of a beautiful teenage girl who looked to be around the age of 13, for which she thought was appropriate for herself.

"Father, I miss you so much..."

A tug on the hem of her dress interrupted Chaos from her thoughts. A boy, looking to be no older than 8 years old, looked up and smiled brightly at her.

Chaos couldn't help herself but smile back. "Hello little brother. How are you today?"

The boy sported the same midnight black hair, and would've passed as a normal human child if it weren't for his heterochromic eyes that reflected endless power. However, he didn't have the ability to change form since only she was given the power of creation.

One of his pupils was a light wintergreen, while the other was a frostbite blue.

Chaos's smile widened when the child embraced her, holding her tightly. She enjoyed the feel of his brother, because it reminded her that she was not alone.

"I'm fine Chaos. But you feel sad." Order gave his sister a sad look as he continued to embrace her, snuggling into her touch as she ran her hand through his silky black hair.

"Yes, I miss father. A lot." Chaos admitted openly.

Order frowned, having no memories of Void as he was still a newborn when his father faded. His sister had nurtured him through the flow of time, although it was a blessing that he was immortal and grew up fast in order to keep her company.

"Chaos," The creator looked down at her brother questioningly. "May I go down to earth? It's been so long and-"

"No!" Chaos suddenly snapped, instantly angry and worried that her brother would want to go visit her creations.

She'd seen enough over the years, watching mortals and immortals alike commit atrocious acts that made her despise herself for giving them the gift of life.

And no way in Tartarus was she going to let them corrupt her innocent brother.

"Oh, please! Just for a little while!" Order begged, giving her the puppy-dog eyes.

Chaos flushed at her little brother's cuteness, looking away because she knew she couldn't resist his pleading look any longer.

"I'll promise to stay safe! You never tell me anything that happens outside the void!" Order pouted.

"It's for your own good!" She countered back, although her tough facade was breaking because her brother's forlorn look was crushing her heart. "Wait a second, maybe Hestia would help me look after him..."

"Oh alright, on one condition." Order immediately perked up as his sister finally relented. "You have to stay with me and someone else I'll introduce to you once we get there at all times, alright?" She gently patted his head.

Order playfully stared back into her endless eyes, smiling cheekily. "Alright!"

Author's Note: Well, how was it? I decided to end the chapter on a lighter note.

It's two updates in one day! I love everyone for their support. But if you guys review more, I guess I can launch some more chapters at this speed. XD

And what is the connection between Perry and Order, I wonder? Made some heavy foreshadowing with the Origin chapter, although I doubt few could guess what I have planned coming. ;)

(Pairings will be EXTREMELY important in future chapters though, just a warning)

Remember! I still need ideas for the pairings as well as Luke's role in this story. PM me or drop a review with your ideas.

See you all next time!