Prologue

The sounds of swords clashing filled the air. Four men in an abandoned room with their weapons out facing each other. Three shorter men on one side and the last, taller man on the other.

"Give up, father", said a black haired man, from the three, rather venomously, "you have no escape."

A loud, booming laughter came from the taller man. "You think that you have won yet you forget that I have millennia of experience on you, I have trained far longer and am far stronger."

"You're alone, father. Give up now and we'll be lenient in your punishment", said the tallest of the three. "Please stop this madness and surrender"

"Surrender? You would think me a coward to surrender to the likes of you?" Came the reply from the taller man who was alone.

There was a silence that followed. With the last and youngest member of the three silently fuming, not ready to give the man opposite him a chance for surrender, instead desiring to decapitate the head, of his so called father, right of his neck.

Finally he had enough, "brothers! Why do we wait? Let's just attack and rid the world of this filth!"

The two other brothers looked at their younger, headstrong brother disapprovingly. The sea-green eyed-one never looking away from the monster, that was their father, said, " calm, Zeus! There are easier ways to do this. While we may outnumber him, it will not make the fight any easier."

"We can take him." Came the boisterous reply from the newly christened Zeus.

The other brother, eldest of the three, just watched his brothers argue with building annoyance. The ever so silent Hades, rarely got angry as was seen over the course of the war but this childish argument at an important time was crossing the limits. Just as he was about to intervene, the tall man known as Kronos lost his patience.

"Enough!" He bellowed and with that he proceeded to attack the three brothers.

The three brothers retaliated accordingly and raised their weapons; Zeus with a sword crackling with electricity, Hades with a pitchfork and finally the last brother, Poseidon, with a trident.

As soon as they clashed, Kronos retreated but quickly went back on the offensive, not letting the three brothers have a break. Kronos fighting with intense ferocity that the three brothers were barely able to hold their own.

Kronos' weapon, a scythe, pulsing with power and a soft hum coming with every clash. He was fighting with such skill that he was unparalleled by anyone much less the three brothers.

After the initial clashes, all that was seen was a blur of colour and sparks and almost a dance-like movement between them.

Not long after, Hades was sent flying after a blow to the head from the butt of Kronos' scythe.

"Hades!" Came the yell from Zeus and Poseidon. Enraged, Poseidon charged at Kronos and went blow for blow until a mistake coupled with fatigue allowed Kronos to cut a deep gash on Poseidon's chest followed by a strong Spartan kick, sending him into a pillar in the corner.

"My son! Now I ask that you surrender, surrender and join me in vanquishing the rest of the pesky gods from the world."

Zeus offered no reply but to narrow his eyes in challenge to Kronos.

Kronos huffed, "when will you learn?"

Without warning, Zeus jumped at Kronos and attempted to sever his head from his body but he stayed in place, unmoving.

"Fool!" Kronos bellowed, "I'm the lord of time and time is the strongest force in the world"

Kronos slowly walked over to Zeus. "What do I do with you? So much potential yet such a disappointment."

Kronos finally reached Zeus and just stared at him, examining him. Zeus tried exerting his power, his will to break free and move away but alas he was powerless to do anything.

Suddenly a blast of energy came from both the sides and struck Kronos causing him to lose focus on the time spell put on Zeus. Zeus reacted quickly and sliced with his sword, cutting through Kronos' strong hand like butter.

Kronos bellowed in pain and couldn't react fast enough to block the second strike which severed his other arm, rendering him useless.

Poseidon and Hades came to Zeus' side and stared at their father with contempt.

Meanwhile, Zeus moved over to where Kronos' scythe had fallen and retrieved it. Staring at it, Zeus made his decision.

Looking at his father on the floor, Zeus looked at him with no regret and his anger only grew at Kronos' pleading face.

"Goodbye, father" said Zeus and proceeded to do to Kronos what he did to Ouranus.

After he was sliced to pieces, he dissolved into dust and there were no remains left.

The three brothers stared at each other and after a moment cave together to embrace.

This marked the end of the war that would lead to a time of peace and prosperity.

Line break

In a gigantic room, there are a group of six people gathered. They are the gods known as the Olympians and all of them seem to be waiting for someone as they seem nervous.

There is silence amongst them and nobody says a word. It's just been the end of the Titan war and they are all tired. The battles were long and hard, and now they are all glad that there is peace.

A sudden, bright flash catches their attention and they all bow down in front of the deities that have arrived.

In front of them are three old, wrinkly ladies with bony arms but they are not to be messed with as these ladies are the fates or the Moirai; Clotho, Lachesis and Atropos.

"Rise, Olympians!" Says the one on the right.

"You have done well" continued the one in the middle.

"And we are here to reward you your domains" finished the one on the left.

The Olympians stayed kneeled in front of them as they had already predicted this happening.

"Hestia!" Said Clotho, "you will be the keeper of the hearth and the provider of hope, you shall be the Goddess of the hearth, home, domesticity, family, and the state."

"Hades" said Lachesis, "you will be the ruler of the underworld and will make sure that the dead rest in peace, you shall be God of the underworld, the dead and riches."

"Demeter!" Continued Atropos, "you shall tend to the harvest and agriculture of this world, you will cultivate the fruits of hard labour. You shall be Goddess of agriculture, fertility, the seasons and the harvest."

"Poseidon" shouted Clotho, "you shall be the ruler of the seas, the earth shaker and the storm bringer. You are Poseidon the God of the sea, earthquakes, storms, and horses."

"Hera!" Said Lachesis, "you shall be the Patron of women and will help in bringing families together, you shall be the Goddess of marriage, women, childbirth, and family."

"Finally, Zeus!" Shouted Atropos, "you shall be the force of justice and the ruler of the skies. You shall be God of the sky, lightning, thunder, law, order, justice."

Clotho said, "Zeus we place you as the ruler of the gods"

Lachesis continued, "we trust you to change the world for the better"

Atropos finished, "do not make us regret this decision"

And with that final note they flashed out leaving the nervous gods in their wake.

Many decades later

Poseidon was sitting in his palace, remembering the times of war and how the times have changed. The period of peace that has followed has been a prosperous and tranquil one.

There were more gods on the council now. Although all of them were only children of Zeus; Athena, Ares and Hephaestus. They were all added as soon as they came off age except for Athena, who was already grown by the time they were aware of her.

There were also more beings occupying Olympus itself like nymphs. It was a huge community with all sorts of people like Godlings.

Although, Poseidon has had his own problems, the problems being in the form of his wife, Amphitrite. Their marriage was part of the peace treaty between the Olympians and the remaining, peaceful titans.

Amphitrite was nice and a caring we initially but then she started getting demanding and arrogant due to her position of queen of the seas. Now she was commanding him to get an heir for his throne.

He remembered the day it happened just like it happened yesterday, it was right after the fates rewarded them their domains.

Flashback

After the fates flashed out, there was a tense moment of silence. Immediately after though, there were whoops of joy from the gods. Hugs were given and kisses were shared.

Out of the ground behind them, six thrones rose in the shape of a semi-circle. The thrones were all different and reflected all the different personalities of the gods.

In the centre, was a throne made out of black marble that had small pieces of gold built into it for decoration. The throne was so large that it had seven steps leading up to it, each one coloured with a colour of the rainbow. There was a large blue covering over the throne, symbolising the sky.

Directly adjacent to it on the left was a throne made of ivory. There were only three steps leading up to the throne but they were all made out of crystals. On the back there were several golden cuckoos and willow leaves.

To the right of the centre throne, there was one that was made out of gray-green white-streaked marble. It was decorated with coral, gold, and pearls.

Directly across from the throne made out of marble there was a throne made of bright green malachite and had golden barley and miniature golden pigs all for decoration.

Next to the throne made of malachite, there was a very plain throne made of wood. There was also a cushion on the throne which was made out of undyed wool.

Finally, the last throne which was closest to the throne made of marble, was a huge black onyx throne decorated with many skulls.

The gods sat on their respective thrones and just got used to the power rushing through their bodies.

Not long after, the throne room doors were opened and in walked a Titan, they hadn't seen during the war, Oceanus.

Flashback end

Poseidon's train of thought was disturbed when he sensed a presence by the entrance to his palace but as soon as it came, it was gone.

Poseidon flashed to investigate but could see nothing out of the ordinary.

Just as he was about to flash away again, he heard a cry. The worst part was that it was a cry of a baby.

Looking down, his suspicions were confirmed. Staring right back at him was a little baby boy barely a month old. His pitch black hair sticking everywhere, especially for a little child.

Picking him up, Poseidon finally caught a look at his eyes and he was left breathless.

Staring right back at him were a pair of eyes exactly identical to his own, except they gleamed with an intelligence not seen in toddlers.

The tears gave away and were replaced by a much calmer and more curious look almost as if he were studying Poseidon.

Staring at his eyes, Poseidon came under a couple conclusions, this was his son and he would take care of him, even if he didn't know the mother.