Child Of Time

My Fifteenth Birthday, sort of.

I was always told to stay in this spot. A small shop filled with victems of my fathers minion Medusa. Aunty Em's was a nice place to grow up, in a way.
I was tought the basics of any person. My mother, Kindra, insisted on teaching me how to spell, read, write, do math, etc.
My father Kronos on the other hand, wanted to teach me survival. He had his minions spar with me and when I should drink necter and eat ambrosia.
I never left Aunty Em's for any purpose. All of the minions left at random moments. They would teach me about what was happening known to them as the second titan war.
They told me about vicious demigods that slayed their friends and allies.
My father's coworkers would often visit and teach me some more about fighting.
My mother started to seem tastey after my father was destroyed and no one took charge, so some emposia and hellhounds got up and devoured her in the middle of the night. I destroyed all of them and tought myself how to fight and learn.
Before my father was destroyed , he placed a spell on Aunty Em's that sped up time. When I finally left on my fifteenth birthday, only a year passed in real time.
My fathers mother, Gaia, was put back to sleep and was to never waken for thousands of years.
I know who my enemies are and who I should trust. My goal is clear and nothing will stop me.
I will raise a army of fellow titans children, monsters, and even demigods that choose to see the light.
Together, we will destroy the demigod camps. Together we will destroy the gods, but the one thing I, Dekson Timeston, will do alone...
is kill Percy Jackson.