Hey! So i might not be able to release chapter 1 anytime soon, sorry. Why? I'm heading off on Saturday to France for the next 3 weeks. I won't have wifi, but I'll be continuing the story on a file. So when i return, I'll have about 5 chapters or more ready. Hopefully. Enjoy the prologue❤
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The water shimmered in the remainder of the suns light, as it set. Letting the moon rise slowly. Many children and adults played in the sparkling water as it set, splashing and surfing the calm, soothing waves. The waves slowly become rough, as the pull of the moon grows stronger as it grows dark. The moon shines a small light over the ocean, which shows a beautiful reflection of the starry sky. People have left the water, to rest there heads for the night. A cool breeze shakes the waters surface. Two small boys, both with sandy hair, and green eyes, rush towards the sparkling water. The boy who looked as if he was an inch taller pushed the smaller boy over into the calm waters. Creating a mini wave. They both laugh as the smaller boy sits in the water. Little did they know, deep under the ocean, far from shore, sat a man. He was buff, with curly blonde hair. His skin glowed a dim yellow, a sign of which meaning, he was a god. No ordinary god, the god. Poseidon, god of the sea and horses. Poseidon looked young and lively, but really, he was more than thousands of years old. He was lively, but you could say his emotions weren't contolled. He held a trident, scaled handle, with a golden touch to the ball at the end. The spikes were a rusted gold, as if it was thousands of years old, or older even. Poseidon sat, sharpening his spiked trident. He was calming himself. After all, owning two -thirds of the earth, meant he needed to have some form of contol over his anger. Yes, Poseidon was a very short tempered man. But you could say, theres always someone whose worse. In fact, there was. Except, no one was as bad as him. Lets take a trip to the underworld, sha'll we? Its constantly dark, damp and cold. If it was bright, you'd see the beauty of the rocks and gems he had. But just like the underworld is now, damp cold and dark. So was Hades. The god of the underworld, and gems. He was rich, beyond his wildest dreams. But still, unhappy. He was constantly angry. No smile reached the corners of his dark cheeks. Hades physical form is skinny, twisted and looks starved. Hes got hair which constantly glows a blue fire, to show his extreme anger, sometimes it blows up to a higher flame in the shade of red. His skin is a pale white, as if it's been drained of all colour and he seems to constantly looked depressed. Why? Thousands and thousands of years ago, there was another god line. The titans. What happened to them? There were three brothers, sons of the titan leader, Kronos. Hades, the eldest. Zeus, the youngest. And Poseidon, the middle. The brothers had agreed to destory there father, as life when the titans were gods, was horrific. Zeus looked, and still does, a little bit stronger than Poseidon, with a good posture. His skin glows a bright peach, clearly the oppisite of his older brother, Hades. His hair is a fair, and pure white, which goes down to his shoulders. Hes got rosy cheeks and always looks jolly, and if he doesn't, hes mad. Anywho, the brothers fought there father, stiking blows. Until Zeus took the final blow, he chopped up Kronos and sent him to Tarturus. The brothers than begun splitting the land. Zeus got the sky. Poseidon, the sea. And Hades, the underworld. Obviously unhappy, Hades felt betrayed. Weak. Worthless. And so plotted something bigger than him.
One day, he finally took action. He snook into the Hevans, Zeus's land. He attempted to steal Zeus's weapons, until Apollo, the sun god and Zeus's son, caught him. Hades attempted to destroy Apollo, as Zeus had destroyed Kronos. Apollo fell, injured, but not dead. Hades rode off, leaving Zeus bursting. The sky thundered heavily, and storms grew worse everywhere. Poseidon, getting sick of what was happening, headed off to the Hevans. "Brother!" Was the first thing Poseidon said. The conversation turned into an argument. And Poseidon, being to proud and angry, threatened Zeus, and eventually left, leaving Zeus, in worse state. Hades soon realised he could attempt to, trick Poseidon and Zeus into war. War for the land. And somehow win the hevans and seas. And send Zeus and Poseidon to the underworld, forever.
His plan was working, Poseidons stubborn nature begun making Zeus irritated. But it was never enough. Hades decided once and for all, if this wasn't enough, he needed to start a war with Zeus, knowing Poseidon would join in. Hades then devised a plan, send Cerberus up to the hevans, and attempt to destroy the hevans.
One faithful day, he finally got Cerberus to move up into the hevans, where all hell broke loose. Litreally. The ground turned to stone, as Cerberus chomped through the land. Today, was unfortunately one of Zeus's bad days. Zeus immediately took action, trying to destroy the three headed rottweiler, who was the size of the empire state building in New York. Once, again Apollo, spotted Hades, but this time, Hermes and Ares spotted him too. Hermes, ran to alert Zeus, and thats when Zeus snapped.
War. Is all anyone can remember after the incident. Poseidon, did join in, to Hades delight. The war, was big, the humans were affected. Everything was unbalanced. The guardians, mini rulers of the earth and space above it, were soom affected by the mass chaos taking place. Guardians of all, were getting caught up, in there masters fight. It hurt the earth, it hurt the galaxy. Everything was a mess. Sometimes, Apollo forget to raise the sun and the guardians were forced to help. The guardians, were never supposed to meet. They were supposed to be lone wolves and carry on with there duties. Now, they're forced to help each other. But how can any of these people, trust each other?
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The water shimmered in the remainder of the suns light, as it set. Letting the moon rise slowly. Many children and adults played in the sparkling water as it set, splashing and surfing the calm, soothing waves. The waves slowly become rough, as the pull of the moon grows stronger as it grows dark. The moon shines a small light over the ocean, which shows a beautiful reflection of the starry sky. People have left the water, to rest there heads for the night. A cool breeze shakes the waters surface. Two small boys, both with sandy hair, and green eyes, rush towards the sparkling water. The boy who looked as if he was an inch taller pushed the smaller boy over into the calm waters. Creating a mini wave. They both laugh as the smaller boy sits in the water. Little did they know, deep under the ocean, far from shore, sat a man. He was buff, with curly blonde hair. His skin glowed a dim yellow, a sign of which meaning, he was a god. No ordinary god, the god. Poseidon, god of the sea and horses. Poseidon looked young and lively, but really, he was more than thousands of years old. He was lively, but you could say his emotions weren't contolled. He held a trident, scaled handle, with a golden touch to the ball at the end. The spikes were a rusted gold, as if it was thousands of years old, or older even. Poseidon sat, sharpening his spiked trident. He was calming himself. After all, owning two -thirds of the earth, meant he needed to have some form of contol over his anger. Yes, Poseidon was a very short tempered man. But you could say, theres always someone whose worse. In fact, there was. Except, no one was as bad as him. Lets take a trip to the underworld, sha'll we? Its constantly dark, damp and cold. If it was bright, you'd see the beauty of the rocks and gems he had. But just like the underworld is now, damp cold and dark. So was Hades. The god of the underworld, and gems. He was rich, beyond his wildest dreams. But still, unhappy. He was constantly angry. No smile reached the corners of his dark cheeks. Hades physical form is skinny, twisted and looks starved. Hes got hair which constantly glows a blue fire, to show his extreme anger, sometimes it blows up to a higher flame in the shade of red. His skin is a pale white, as if it's been drained of all colour and he seems to constantly looked depressed. Why? Thousands and thousands of years ago, there was another god line. The titans. What happened to them? There were three brothers, sons of the titan leader, Kronos. Hades, the eldest. Zeus, the youngest. And Poseidon, the middle. The brothers had agreed to destory there father, as life when the titans were gods, was horrific. Zeus looked, and still does, a little bit stronger than Poseidon, with a good posture. His skin glows a bright peach, clearly the oppisite of his older brother, Hades. His hair is a fair, and pure white, which goes down to his shoulders. Hes got rosy cheeks and always looks jolly, and if he doesn't, hes mad. Anywho, the brothers fought there father, stiking blows. Until Zeus took the final blow, he chopped up Kronos and sent him to Tarturus. The brothers than begun splitting the land. Zeus got the sky. Poseidon, the sea. And Hades, the underworld. Obviously unhappy, Hades felt betrayed. Weak. Worthless. And so plotted something bigger than him.
One day, he finally took action. He snook into the Hevans, Zeus's land. He attempted to steal Zeus's weapons, until Apollo, the sun god and Zeus's son, caught him. Hades attempted to destroy Apollo, as Zeus had destroyed Kronos. Apollo fell, injured, but not dead. Hades rode off, leaving Zeus bursting. The sky thundered heavily, and storms grew worse everywhere. Poseidon, getting sick of what was happening, headed off to the Hevans. "Brother!" Was the first thing Poseidon said. The conversation turned into an argument. And Poseidon, being to proud and angry, threatened Zeus, and eventually left, leaving Zeus, in worse state. Hades soon realised he could attempt to, trick Poseidon and Zeus into war. War for the land. And somehow win the hevans and seas. And send Zeus and Poseidon to the underworld, forever.
His plan was working, Poseidons stubborn nature begun making Zeus irritated. But it was never enough. Hades decided once and for all, if this wasn't enough, he needed to start a war with Zeus, knowing Poseidon would join in. Hades then devised a plan, send Cerberus up to the hevans, and attempt to destroy the hevans.
One faithful day, he finally got Cerberus to move up into the hevans, where all hell broke loose. Litreally. The ground turned to stone, as Cerberus chomped through the land. Today, was unfortunately one of Zeus's bad days. Zeus immediately took action, trying to destroy the three headed rottweiler, who was the size of the empire state building in New York. Once, again Apollo, spotted Hades, but this time, Hermes and Ares spotted him too. Hermes, ran to alert Zeus, and thats when Zeus snapped.
War. Is all anyone can remember after the incident. Poseidon, did join in, to Hades delight. The war, was big, the humans were affected. Everything was unbalanced. The guardians, mini rulers of the earth and space above it, were soom affected by the mass chaos taking place. Guardians of all, were getting caught up, in there masters fight. It hurt the earth, it hurt the galaxy. Everything was a mess. Sometimes, Apollo forget to raise the sun and the guardians were forced to help. The guardians, were never supposed to meet. They were supposed to be lone wolves and carry on with there duties. Now, they're forced to help each other. But how can any of these people, trust each other?
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