A Blast from the Past

Planned Destiny

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson or anything else referenced :)

This prologue is dedicated to my brother @PercyJacksonBros7 who helps me brainstorm and come up with all my ideas. I seriously couldn't do this without him.

Prologue

The fates looked down upon the world with pity. Clotho spun the thread, Lachesis dispensed it, and Atropos cut the thread. Atropos cut many threads that day. Clotho put down her work causing Lachesis to do the same. Looking over at Atropos, Clotho murmured, "Do you think we went a little too far?"

Atropos followed the suit of her sisters, "We are the fates, we're one of the most feared gods in existence. We can do whatever we want."

There was a moment of silence. Atropos picked her string from her lap and slashed through the silence with the snip of another cord.

"But sister," Clotho pressed, "I think we actually went too far. Surely the suffering of others bothers you just a little."

Atropos snorted, "I've learned to live with it."

Lachesis picking up on the note as urgency in Clothos voice decided to pitch in her own opinion, "Sister, have some sympathy, surely you know of who we speak."

Sighing, Atropos yet again put down her work, "I know of the boy you speak of. He is not dead. Pray tell me, what is the matter your converse of."

"The boy has been pushed to his limits, even us as the fates shouldn't be this cruel, "Clothos demanded.

"The boy still has his family," Atropos said dismissively, "He should be fine."

Lachesis make a strangled squeak that sounded between the noise of a dying mouse and a constipation donkey.

Clothos gasped and turned towards her sister. Shaking her shoulder she frantically tied some words together, "Lachesis no, you didn't!" Upon hearing another squeak, Clothos turned to Atropos, "Sister please, we must do something," she begged. "Must we the fates have mercy."

Atropos gave in. "Fine, what do you suggest?"

Clothos whispered something inaudible to anyone but Lachesis and Atropos ear.

"Are you sure?" Atropos whispered in disbelief. "We have never done anything like that before."

"There's a first time for everything," responded a determined Clothos, eyes shining with confidence.

"Pray tell me Clothos, are you so fond of this boy?" Lachesis questioned.

"Because I, unlike you heartless fools, understanding what is fair and what is not." Clothos snapped.

"Heartless fool." Atropos sputtered. "We work together idiot. What make us a heartless fool and not you?"

"From birth, we have been seen as the three fates. One of our actions counts for all. You two bring death and tragedy. I bring life and existence. We are all known as heartless when it is just thy stupid feather brains." Clothos fumed. "I am sick and tired of being blamed for your lack of heart. So to answer the question, I am helping this boy out of the goodness of my heart, something you don't possess."

Lachesis and Atropos were struck in stunned silence.

"Shall we choose 12?" Clothos asked acting as if she didn't just tell off her sisters a moment beforehand.

Lachesis, deciding that she didn't want to be the subject of another lecture, made a contribution in a small, quiet voice, "Sister may I suggest 6 may make a big difference."

Knitting her eyebrows in confusion, Clothos asked, "How so?"

After another round of inaudible whispering, Clothos nodded her head in consideration. "When shall we do it," she asked.

Atropos's eyes darkened, "The moment he can't bear life any longer. The moment when death seems better than life. The moment when he wishes to die."

Okay. I don't know if this is any good at all or if anyone will actually enjoy this. I hope so. I adopted this from Animal_Lover100 , but I wrote the prologue. The first chapter is the one she wrote. Check her out. She
written really cool stuff.

Ciao
- Daughter of Poseidon, Legacy of Apollo, Hunter of Artemis signing off NOW.