• Prologue
    “No, no, no!” raged Ares, “I`m not giving up my spot to some know-it-all punk!”
    “I know you do not like this, Ares, but we all feel it. We are fading, which means it is time to pass the torch.” Zeus told him calmly. “It is time to choose the ones who will replace us.”
    “I’m not happy about this” muttered Ares grudgingly, but even he agreed of what was happening. They all knew that their time was almost up. But after all this time, they no longer feared death. That was not what worried them. Fortunately, Hermes was the first to bring up the subject.
    “You know, if they become us, then won’t one of them be dad?” He said worriedly. So Zeus replied to the whole crowd in general, “Do not fear, although we have no way of knowing what will happen, the fates will inform us when they arrive. In the meantime, let us locate and observe the new group of heroes.” With that, Zeus pulled a single hair from his coarse beard, and threw it into the wind. The hair shot through the air and hit a patch of clouds nearby. With a flash of light, a panel of light appeared.
    “I wish to find the heirs to our thrones”, Zeus told the panel. Instantly, the panel had a picture of the Earth, and began to zoom in on North America. In the next instant, Virginia; and it finally landed at the outside of a high school, where a large group of teenagers were having lunch.
    Ares stood up in a blind fury. “Kids! The nerve of those fates, making a mockery of our names!”
    “I do believe they are teenagers, not kids”, someone said from behind Ares, making him jump. Behind him stood three old women that seemed perfectly normal except for the fact that they had no eyes. Nearly. The one in the middle had an eyeball in one of her sockets. She told Ares, “Never doubt my predictions, Ares. They always come true, and are never a joke.”
    Ares muttered, “Didn’t really mean it…” and walked away to find someone to yell at. The fates declared loudly, “Kronos will return, and one of your heirs shall either help him or destroy him. So we shall have a test to decide who it might be. Each major and minor god and goddess will go up to the panel and touch it, whatever person looks in the panels direction is that god or goddess’s counterpart, and will be the person of the prophecy.”
    So each of the gods and goddesses examined the people in the hope of being the one who had the powers that destroys Kronos. Although they each had a sliver of fear of helping him. Finally, all there was left were two minor gods and goddesses. Nemesis walked slowly up, and touched the panel. When nothing happened, she stood down angrily saying, “You’ll regret this, Olympus. My heir shall assist Kronos and his soon to be enormous army.” Then she stormed away, leaving an awkward silence.
    Now all that was left was Zephyr, Greek god of the wind. He made his way slowly up to the panel, beholding it in its grandeur. Through the panel a large group of teenagers were sitting on a cement pathway. It seemed that most of them were in smaller sections, although one of them caught his eye. Near the corner sat a boy on his laptop, none around him even paying the slightest bit of attention towards him. Wait, strike that. Three other people were talking to him, While Zephyr was studying this boy, he placed his palm against the panel, and the boy looked straight into his eyes!
    “This is preposterous!” bellowed Ares, along with several others on the council. “We cannot leave our heirs fates in the hands of a little gust of wind! Obviously he helps Kronos, because there is no possible way Zephyr could beat him!”
    “ENOUGH!” cried the Three Fates. “What we say is final, and you all know that if you try to disobey, the punishment shall be most brutal. Now Hermes, you must inform the children of their future before it is not too late. Go, now!”
    With a flash of light, he was gone. About to start a war they could not possibly imagine.