Prince of The Hunt

Prologue:

Screaming. That is all he could hear as he paced frantically outside the room containing his mortal lover and the only people he could trust with her life. With his secret.

Fear. That is what he felt as he remembered his nephews dream. This wasn't supposed to happen, it was a mistake. All be it a mistake he would cherish for eternity, but a mistake none the less.

Helplessness. Desperation. Just some of the many emotions crossing his face too rapidly for anyone to fully comprehend as he watched, waited to hear his niece and nephew announce the birth of his child. His only child in the last millennia.

Silence. Only broken by the cries of a newborn baby announcing its presence to the world. Now he could relax somewhat as he ran through the doors no longer caring if he was not permitted. It was his domain and he would do what he pleases. Especially in regards to his child, Ancient Laws be damned.

Despair. It overtakes the happiness in a heartbeat as he watches the emotionally and physically broken woman on the bed. He can only watch on helplessly as she takes the precious bundle from his niece's protective hold, as she weakly runs her trembling hand over the face committing it to memory.

"It is a boy my Lord, our little Perseus." She whispers quietly as if afraid of breaking the young child with her rasping voice.

He didn't understand then and he assumes he never will as to why she was naming their son after a child of his younger brother, but he would honour it. Honour it without question as she had honoured him in the past few months. Desperately he looked towards his nephew as her breathing slowed but he knew it was hopeless. His nephews' dreams were never wrong and her death was already written, already set in stone and nothing could change the will of the Fates. Not even him.

"Please my Lord, I know the laws forbid it but please watch over him. Make sure he is safe and with the knowledge that his family, his father care for him. Swear it to me my Lord so I can pass knowing he will be protected." How she had the ability to think coherently he did not know but he was too shocked at the sudden turn of events to feel indignant that she would feel he would not take care of his own son.

"I swear it on the River Styx my love that he will be cared for, that he will know the love his father and mother have for him. That he will grow up knowing who you are and the impact you have had on my heart. I swear this to you my love." He stated with as much passion as he could muster in his current emotional state, only to be rewarded with the last smile on her face as death finally took hold of her soul.

He watched blankly as his niece took hold of his son, lost in the memories of the past few months. Finally his reverie was broken by the concerned look of the silvery yellow eyes housed by his niece as she handed him his new born child. His son Perseus.

Disclaimer: I unfortunately do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians :(

AN: This is my first published story for Percy Jackson, I'm not entirely too sure where its going but bare with me. The prologue is a bit short but hopefully if you like it the following chapters will be a bit longer. Thanks :)