Percy Jackson and the Bonds of Destiny.

Chapter 1: A picnic with destiny

A/N percy is 10

On a warm summer day, Percy Jackson and his mother, Sally, decided to escape the hustle and bustle of New York City and also Percy's stepfather. They found solace in a peaceful picnic by the side of a glistening lake, surrounded by the beauty of nature. The sun cast a warm, golden hue over them, and the sound of chirping birds and rustling leaves filled the air as they enjoyed their sandwiches and laughter.

The lake's crystal-clear waters rippled gently, mirroring the clear blue sky above. Percy, a young child with jet-black hair and a mischievous grin, skipped stones across the water. His vivid green eyes sparkled with a hint of mystery, as if they held secrets only nature could reveal. He had an uncanny ability to connect with the elements and often found solace in the water.

Sally, his loving mother with brown hair that danced in the breeze, watched Percy with a mix of pride and concern. She was a kind and caring woman who had raised Percy on her own, always shielding him from the truth about his absent father.

As Percy and Sally enjoyed their picnic, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the tall oak trees that surrounded the lake, creating a soothing symphony of nature's whispers. The world felt perfect in that moment, an oasis of calm within the chaos of their daily lives. Sally had always been protective of Percy, shielding him from the peculiar incidents that had occurred throughout his childhood, but she couldn't help but worry that their peaceful respite might be short-lived.

Percy, however, was blissfully unaware of the looming uncertainty. With a final stone skipped across the water, he felt a sense of belonging, as if the lake held a secret connection to him. Little did he know that this connection would soon thrust him into a world of gods, monsters, and an adventure that would change his life forever.

As their picnic drew to a close, Percy and Sally decided to indulge in a friendly game of hide and seek. Percy counted to twenty, closing his eyes while his mother found a hiding spot behind a gnarled oak tree. The woods around the lake seemed to come alive with the anticipation of the game, and Percy's laughter rang out as he searched for his mother. The joy of their connection was palpable, a bond that had grown stronger through both good and challenging times.

After a playful round of hide and seek, they lay on their backs in the grass, gazing up at the star-studded night sky. The dark canvas above was adorned with a myriad of twinkling stars, each one a testament to the vastness of the universe. Percy, with his finger pointing upwards, began tracing the constellations he had learned about in school, recalling the stories of gods, heroes, and creatures from Greek mythology.

Sally joined in, sharing tales of her own childhood stargazing adventures. As the night deepened and the stars shone even brighter, they lost themselves in the timeless wonder of the cosmos, unaware that their peaceful evening was about to take a dramatic and otherworldly turn.

Percy and Sally's time together under the celestial canopy allowed them to momentarily forget their everyday worries. They talked about their dreams, future adventures, and the endless possibilities that life held for them. Sally shared her love for art, and Percy recounted his latest school escapades, where he always seemed to be at the center of some unusual incident. The cool grass beneath them provided a sense of grounding, even as their thoughts soared among the stars.

As the night deepened, they watched shooting stars streak across the sky, making wishes and secretly hoping for better days ahead. Percy made a wish for his mother's happiness and success, while Sally wished for her son's safety and a life filled with extraordinary experiences. They knew that life could be unpredictable, but in these moments, it felt like they could face any challenge together.

The soft chirping of crickets and the distant hoot of an owl served as a lullaby, soothing them into a peaceful state of contentment. Despite the trials that lay ahead, Percy and Sally's bond remained unbreakable, a bond that would be their guiding star through the turbulent journey that awaited them.

As the night grew darker, a subtle unease crept into the atmosphere, casting a shadow over the tranquility of their stargazing. The rustling leaves and whispers of the wind seemed to take on a more mysterious quality, as if nature itself were holding its breath. The stars, which had once felt like benevolent guides, now appeared as distant and unknowable celestial entities.

Percy and Sally exchanged subtle glances, both feeling the shift in the night's mood, yet neither wanting to acknowledge it aloud. A distant, eerie hoot from the owl sent shivers down their spines. It was as though the very woods around them were becoming sentient, watching and waiting. Unbeknownst to them, their idyllic evening was about to be disrupted, and the world as they knew it would be altered forever, setting their lives on a course they could never have imagined.

Despite their best efforts to shake off the strange unease, Percy couldn't help but feel an unsettling sensation that someone or something was watching them from the shadows of the surrounding trees. He could feel the weight of an unseen presence, a lingering gaze that sent a chill down his spine. The once-peaceful night now felt like a stage where nature's mysterious forces had gathered to witness something of great importance, and Percy and Sally were at the center of it.

The stars above, which had initially provided a sense of wonder and comfort, now seemed to conspire with the night, casting elongated shadows that danced like phantoms around them. As the atmosphere grew spookier, the bond between Percy and Sally became their anchor, a source of strength as they prepared to confront the enigmatic forces that had intruded upon their tranquil moment beneath the stars. Unbeknownst to them, their fates were intertwined with ancient powers beyond their imagination, and their lives were about to be irrevocably changed.

Amidst the eerie stillness of the night, Prometheus, the tian of forethought, watched from his divine vantage point. He remained hidden from mortal eyes, his presence as ethereal as the mist that wrapped around him. Clad in armor of the purest white, his sharp gaze bore down upon Percy and Sally as they lay in the meadow, oblivious to the storm brewing on the edges of their world.

The darkness of the forest seemed to respond to her presence. The leaves whispered urgently, and the wind carried the echoes of his anger. His  divine presence was palpable, a weight that pressed down on the surroundings, sending tremors through the very earth. The stars, which had borne witness to the deeds of gods and heroes for eons, now looked down with trepidation.

From the depths of his divine anger, Prometheus's voice emerged, a haunting whisper that sent shivers down Percy and Sally's spines. "Your fate, young Percy Jackson," he intoned, "is not your own. The titans have cast their gaze upon you, and the time has come...

A/N: I know that the last book was a big failure and for that I apologize but this will hopefully be better. I know there wasn't much dialogue now but expect it soon