The Banished Legend (Percy Jackson Fanfic) *ON HOLD* FOR NOW

The Banished Legend (Percy Jackson Fanfic)

Ahhhh....... Guys im starting a new story .... Well not really my idea but it was a friends suggestions and I could not say no..... Oh and this story there will be alot OC, I will be making up monsters and people ... Well I promise that this story will be better than my my other story since this is my second try .... Oh! the first chapter will only be a filler or a prologoue ... I dont really know what will be the future plot of this story but just hang on! And.. Guys bear with me I will be writing it sometimes in third person and sometimes in first person since it is alot easier to do those following.... And umm... Good luck reading it.. I guess??

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Prologue

Third Person point of View(I think)

It was a peaceful day

The moon was shining brightly in the sky and the clouds were thin and heavy. A slight breeze whistled soothingly as it passed through the trees. Even the sounds of the monsters was low and faint.

A very peaceful peaceful day indeed.

But for the hunters of Artemis theres were no such thing as peace. As the most biggest man-hating group that kills everything in their way, well mostly monsters, some boys too, so for them theres no such thing as peace. But they were used to the trouble as they were well trained to endure such events. At the front of the running hunters was their leader, the fierce man hating goddess Artemis. She wore her usual silver dress stamped with her godly symbols just like what the hunters wore, her hair was tied in a bun to prevent distractions while running, and her honorary bow was slung to his back. But the most interesting and new feature of hers was her face. It formed the most serious face that she had ever wore. Anyone that would see her right now would be very well shocked as her usual demeanor was increased ten folds. It was a mixture of seriousness, hate, and the most abundant one was worry. The monster they were hunting right now was the most powerful monster her hunters would have ever faced, it was more powerful than the titan typhon, it made the titan Kronos look like a twig. What is its name you ask? It was the black dragon of primals. It existed far longer than the titans, it was described on the myths as a firebreathing black dragon that had very sharp claws, and razor sharp teeth that could easily snap a major god to two pieces. They knew they had no chance agains the dragon, however their pride had taken over their decisions and decided to hunt the legendary beast.

They came to a sudden halt as the smell of rotting flesh crossed their way. A sudden burst of fear crossed their minds and doubt cursed on their minds. The hunters didnt know if they could take the legendary dragon much less kill it. As they froze in place they looked around to noticed burning trees in the south of the forest, though no sound emitted from the forest not even a roar. Instead of turning back the Goddess of the hunt signaled the hunters go be weary of anything and continue. They all nodded in confirmation as their leader lead them to the place. They stalked queitly in the forest floor and in less than a minute the hunters arrived at their destination. The Godess of the Hunt signaled them to stop and climb a tree in silence. They did as told and one by one they climbed the trees in such way that some people would think that they lived in the forest for eternity(which they did but not entirely...) As they refocused their attention on the wide clearing they couldnt believe what they were seeing, that even Artemis had a hard a time taking it all in. In front of them was 12 figures (that looked mostly human) standing in a mountain of monster dust. It made the monster dust from all the wars that the olympians fought look small. It certainly wasnt what they were expecting, but what caught their attention was a hooded figure whom stood in front of hooded figures. His aura was mixed of death and destruction, while his aura of power made the olympians power rating look like a mere child.