The Last Spartan

The Encounter

Ares POV-: {bet u weren't expecting that}

I wanted to interfere.

But the stupid laws forbid me from helping my beloved people. I can't help the people I'm patron to. Everything around me gets razed by those cursed hunters and Athenian's but mainly the hunters.

That's what I thought as I walked through the last city of my people.

I felt fury and longing for some blood of Spartan enemies.

I kept walking through the city trying to savor every moment could because I knew my city would fall once the hunters arrived to the battlefields.

The empire which flourished brought to its knees dying with every strike dying, but still holding on hope that was barely there. I guess I have Hestia to thank for that. Little hope is better than no hope at all.

As I walked a little child bumped into me. I looked down and saw a child no older than three years, he was alert his stance was in defense, he was lean but a bit thin for his age. But the thing that struck out the most was his silver eyes and jet-black hair.

"I'm sorry sir" said the child respectfully with a hint of fear and sadness.

I chuckled sadly as I knew he would be killed when the city would fall.

I laughed and spoke. "Its okay kid don't be scared. I won't kill you now, would I?"

I hadn't seen such a respectful and brave child for a while now. Most of them would run away due to my Aura. Even suppressed it can still be felt.

I said "Hey kid why do you look so afraid I don't think that I was that scary. What's your name kid?"

"Perseus sir"

"Well Perseus, tell me why do you look so sad?"

"Nothing sir it's just that I am a little lost this city is new to my old city was burnt down during the invasion, I would have been with my step-sister but she is somewhere around here and I'm not able to find her."

He said this with his best imitation of casualness but his eyes told a different story.

I thought it would the best to let the kid go his way. So I sent him of with some food.

He started to run off but he looked back and said "Thank you sir you are very generous."

Then he ran off.

I flashed back to Olympus, for some reason his attitude his characteristics looked familiar to me.

His silver eyes came to my mind like a shining moon.

Moon.

That's it.

He's a demigod.

A forbidden child.

A child of Artemis.

The two words came out from my mouth.

"Holy Styx"

So who do you guys want Percy to shipped with I'm open to request.

ya boi renegade.