Chapter 3: History of the Legacy

Ryan's POV

Where am I? That's the first thought that passes through my head when I open my eyes. I'm in some sort of cave. It reminds me of an upsidedown bowl. Lining the walls are bits of small, blue, glowing pieces of coral. In the center of the floor was a small circular pool of water. I don't know how I got here because I'm pretty sure I was at the beach surfing with Leo and Conner Stoll when I… I… crashed. Am I dead?

You're not dead.

What in the Hades was that! It sounded like a voice inside my head.

Because it was.

There it was again. Who are you mysterious voice!

I'm your protector.

Protector? Why would I need a protector? And more importantly how long have you been around? Do you have a name. Do you have a physical appearance or are you just a voice in my head?

Slow down and I'll answer all of your questions. It started millennia before your birth, when the gods of olympus first started to have demigod children, there was a prophecy made by the fates. It went like this:

Born of the sea and raised by water,

to defeat the enemy or experience great slaughter.

He must collect all the mortal symbols of power,

for when combined they make the enemies cower.

A powerful enemy from its own dark prison,

the legacy of Olympus, the hero has risen.

But of course, being the young gods that they were, they didn't listen, and instead continued on having children. But prophecies cannot be ignored. Over a period of thousands of years, 10 of the strongest gods, being the olympians (excluding Poseidon, Hera and Artemis) and Hades all had kids. But what made it remarkable is that those kids all ended up having one common descendant, meaning that they themselves or their kids/grand kids married each other eventually. There common decedent was a beautiful and brave girl, who later was stranded on an island after getting caught in a storm during a fishing trip.

After years of spending time with the natives on the island, she helped them go from a small village to a large thriving nation. She obviously became the queen and leader of the nation. Now keeping with her spiritual beliefs, she decided to build a temple to one of the Olympians. She later decided on Poseidon because she believed that he was the one who saved her from the storm. She built temples and shrines and prayed to Poseidon for years. He, of course, took notice of her.

Now as you may remember from earlier on in the story, Poseidon was one of the gods whose blood wasn't in the bloodline yet. Now none of the gods knew about the prophecy yet, so they didn't stop Poseidon from disguising himself as a mortal and marrying the Queen, who was named Vasílissa Neró, meaning Queen Water. Over the course of their married years, Vasílissa Neró managed to get the blessing of Hera and Hestia, who blessed her marriage and home. She also got the blessing of thee rest of the olympians plus Hades. The only Olympian who didn't bless her was Artemis.

Now Vasílissa Neró wanted the blessings of all of the olympians, so she made a deal with Artemis. If she ever gets pregnant and has a baby girl, that girl would join Artemis' newly made Hunt. Artemis agreed and blessed her. Now she had either the blood or blessing of all the olympians besides Poseidon, whom she was married to, unknowingly. One year after their marriage, Vasílissa Neró got pregnant by Poseidon. Nine months later she gave birth to a beautiful and powerful baby boy. That bby boy had the blood/blessing of all 14 Olympian gods. The day after his birth, all of the gods were called to a meeting on Olympus by the Fates.

The gods all arrived and congratulated Poseidon on such a strong son. All looked well, until the Fates arrived. The fates had decided it was time to tell the gods about the prophecy. Long story short, they didn't take it well. They weren't mad, but worried. Poseidon was especially worried, since it was his child. He flashed back to the island only to find it under attack from the largest army of monsters ever imagined. All of Tartarus had been sent loose to kill this child. The islands people were fighting off the army the best that they could but to no avail, the army slowly were reaching the palace.

Poseidon flashed to his wife's side. He decided it was time to tell her his true identity. But, when he arrived, he found her lying by the child's bed, dead, pierced in the heart by a knife. The assassin was standing over top of the child, who was named Prínkipas Neró, meaning prince water, with another knife. Poseidon, not wasting any time, threw his trident and killed the monster. He grabbed Prínkipas Neró and ran to the center of the palace where his temple was. He knew if he could reach the temple the child could be saved. He had to run, for he could not use his godly powers while carrying the child.

He reached the temple and ran inside. Inside the temple was a circular pool of water. When Poseidon reached it he called upon his most trusted and powerful servant, a water spirit by the name of Waydarshianos. The spirit arrived instantly. Poseidon told him to protect the child with all of his powers. Waydarshianos asked for Poseidon's wedding ring. When Poseidon handed it over, Waydarshianos said a final goodbye before he and the child, who was holding the ring, were encased in a blue light and disappeared. Poseidon then called upon Zeus and the rest of the Olympians to help him destroy the hopeless island.

When they were safely out of danger, Waydarshianos used very powerful and ancient magic to turn Prínkipas Neró into pure energy and store him in Poseidon's ring. For millennia he watched over the ring, waiting for a time when all memory of Prínkipas Neró and the prophecy was forgotten. Finally, after millennia of waiting, the time was right.

Waydarshianos took the ring, and flashed to the center of the gods domain, New York City. After weeks of searching, he finally found the right couple to raise Prínkipas Neró. It was a couple of clear sighted mortals. One night, while they were asleep, Waydarshianos visited them in their dreams, telling them all about the gods and Prínkipas Neró. That way they would be ready for him. The couple woke up at the same time and rushed to the front door only to find a bundle of shining blue cloth with a sleeping baby boy holding a ring.

The child was raised by the couple as their adopted son, never telling anyone about his heritage, not even him. Monsters never found him because of Waydarshianos' powers hiding it. But at the age of 15, the boys scent would be too powerful, so Waydarshianos decided that if danger arises, he would call Chiron at Camp Half-Blood and help would be sent. And that is where this story ends.

"Well, thanks for that long story, but you still haven't told me who you are." I said out loud. Suddenly, a man rose out of the water. His skin was blue and he had long green hair. He radiated power. Finally he spoke.

"I am your protector. I am Waydarshianos. And you, are the Legacy of Olympus!"

With that, I passed out.