SON OF HEARTH - The Great Prophecy

Chapter 1

There was a ten year old boy sobbing in an alleyway of New York, alone, dirty, and matted. His clothes were ripped and in tatters, providing very little protection from the cold. However the boy did not seem to feel the harsh bitter winds of New York in December. Instead of shivering from the cold, it seemed that he was shivering from an emotional loss. There was a fire in front of him, but it seemed dull and lifeless. Almost as if it reflected the boy's emotions.

The boy was alone for quite some time that is until a social worker came down the alleyway looking at him in pity and sympathy, but there was an underlying look in the eyes that one could not place. She continued on her way coming up to the boy. She sat down beside him, and began to pat his back comfortingly as he cried.

To most it looked like a social worker helping the child, but to a select few it was a very different story. To those given the "gift" to see through The Mist. In their eyes they saw a female that looked just like a vampire above the waste. Below the waist however was two different sets of legs, one was a bronze leg, the other a donkey's

The creature slowly began to lean down to the boy's neck preparing to drink the blood of a demigod. A delicacy it had not tasted in months. However when the creature went to take a bite at the boy it stopped suddenly looking alarmed. That's when it noticed the fire. It had grew, it went from a small flame to that of a roaring inferno.

That is when the creature gained a fearful look in its eyes. It quickly released the boy before bowing to the fire as if begging. Its whimpers were silenced though as the creature was suddenly engulfed in flames. Burned alive by the unknown force.

The boy hearing the screams looked up from the ground in shock. He wondered to himself what had happened. It quickly changed however when a women about the age of twenty came out of the flames like they were her home.

The boy was scared a first and seemingly out of nowhere pulled out a dagger of beauty. Wielding it defensively at the women, that is until the aura hit him. The women radiated peace and tranquility. The boy felt compelled to drop the beautiful knife to which he did putting it back into the bag. That had been at his feet.

The woman was not only radiating peace and tranquility but also safety, and warmth. Similar to the warmth of a fire however it felt slightly different. It felt more like a fire from a home then one from the woods.

The woman came over to the boy in a gentle gesture with her hands raised showing she meant no harm. The boy had a feeling in his gut to trust this woman so he did. Going to sit with her as she patted the spot beside her on the ground beside the fire, which had become a gentle yet strong flame.

The boy sat down beside the woman curious as to who this women was. So he asked her.

"I don't mean to be rude Mrs. but who are you?"

"Your questions will be answered in time Perseus. For now, please tell me how you got to be in the situation you are in now?"

The women already knew what had happened, it was her son after all. However she did not want to give away her identity or make the boy suspicious, so she pretended not to know anything.

The boy, now known as Perseus was too upset to understand that the women had said his name. So Perseus started to explain how he got to where he was currently.

Flashback:

Perseus was at home studying for a test he had for when he went back to school. Perseus didn't like school, in fact he hated it. He hated that kids at school made fun of him for his ADHD and dyslexia, or when he was angry his pupil burst into a flame. No matter what it was the kids at school found a way to bully him. But no matter how much Percy hated school though, he loved his father.