New story? Yes. But I wont give up on my other one. Okay, so I know all about Greek mythology enough to tell you that this story that you are reading contradicts the Greek facts. But I have thought of a reason and now, it is up to me to know the plot and up to you to get me off my but and reveal so much to you. Okay?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

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PROLOGUE:

First there was darkness. Then there was light. We all know about the creation story, may it be the spiritual kind or the legendary one. But all seem to start off somewhere right? And all this nonsense seem to begin from somewhere. But the question is always 'why?'.

All these question, when answered seem to lead to more. And the more questions, the more complicated it is to answer.

The same questions are passed to the intelligent ones, for they seem to know the answers. But for some, they couldn't. The same thing is for a girl. A girl, that does seem too weak to notice. She doesn't seem much, as her appearance tells you, but she has the power no other can have. A power that only mortals could dream of.

Of coarse, all this power was from someone right? The mighty politics perhaps? But no. She had came across it by a accident somehow. She was, as they say, at the wrong place at the wrong time. Even before she was born, she seem to always have the worst of luck.

Her mom, a regular stall owner, was always the hard working and lovely woman men couldn't take their eyes off. She has a heart shaped face, dark, back length hair and sparkling bluish grey eyes. Of coarse, those men couldn't be all mortal could they be? No. For some, they weren't. And even the Greek god, Zeus couldn't be charmed under her power. But only one did touch her heart. And the only one that seemed to be the most dangerous of the Greek myths.

She enchanted the god Chaos himself. And conceive a child of Eve. A daughter with a mop of black hair, perfect pale complexion, red cherry lips and eyes that seem to change color, from grey to dark blue or brown.

But how did he conceive a child with her, knowing he was, and still is, just a spirit in tartarus? Well, that's the mystery only he could answer. But there are also possibilities. Possession? Transformation? We could only guess.

Only after the child's birth did the god realized his mistake. Mistake of giving birth to one of the greatest demigod of history. One that could bring the whole centuries of modernization into it's downfall.

He needed a plan. To avoid all those from happening. He didn't care about those little mortals, nor those pesky titans and gods, but he cared for her child. On how all this could be avoided but still let her live the life of a child.

Only one solution came into his mind. He shall make her innocent. Oblivious to the modern world. But that still wasn't enough for him. He had to erase all the emotion she could feel and suck it to her inner thoughts. Lock it up until she needed it most. For he believed that emotions can drive you blind and inferior to the truth, like he was to the mother's charm.

So he locked her up, near tartarus and oblivious to what happened and what will happen. The only question left for her now is when. She didn't care why or how, but when. When shall she roam free of her prison and go out into the world. When.

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This has lead us to today. In the streets of Manhattan. A girl, about 12 was walking aimlessly, absorbing the colors and wonders around her.

She was petite. Small and light, standing on the height of 5'2" and looked so fragile and weak. Her hair was chopped short above her shoulder, like it was cut in a hurry. Blackas the dark sky, it landed spiky and still looked smooth. Her eyes seem too mysterious to avoid attention, so anybody who approached her looked dazzled and mystified in some way. She wore an old navy military jacket and green tank tops underneath. Loose, baggy pants were on her bottom part, which made her look like a small, orphaned boy, unless you look at her heart shaped face.

No matter how noisy and irritating the city is, she seemed to be in a trance. Like she was walking through a magical forest rather than the busy city of Manhattan.

But all seemed to go on perfectly and uneventful. People walking by, cars driving along and shoppers visiting the shops. But then, when you're a demigod, not everything last forever, especially uneventful trips. There were always challenges ahead. And for our little hero, there was. A man, with a misshapen face and towering above the crowd seem to smile at her from afar. Wondering what challenge his snack would bear.

He crossed the street. Following her from a safe distance. Listening to any clues that hinted her noticing him.

But that was his mistake. He was too busy stalking the girl to notice another boy following him as well. The goose chase wandered further as the girl grew closer to the edge of the city, either people not noticing pursuit.

But that was until the monster felt a pierce in his back. A sword appeared between his shoulder blades. To the place where his heart was in.

He fell to the cold pavement floor, writhing in pain as his form began to dissolve. What the pedestrians thought, they didn't know. The boy, who seemed to follow him, slipped off into the crowd as they gathered around. People panicked. Some screamed of heart attack and others pulled out their phones to call help. But the monster wasn't there anymore. All that was left was a pile of yellow powder, that seemed to ride the gentle breeze.

Meanwhile the girl seemed too ignorant to the city to notice the sudden commotion. Nor did she notice her stalker getting close, enough for him to reach in and grab her. But he didn't. He merely followed her and walked side by side.

"Nice city eh?" he asked. His brown, shaggy hair falling to his eyes.

"I guess so." She mumbled, voice seemed to be in a trance. She felt a little weird by her sudden companion and walked further.

"New huh?"

"You could say that."

"Well, you seem awfully too innocent to be in this jungle." He chuckled darkly. But it didn't bother her. All that was in her mind was a the beauty of the city and the uncomfortable space between them.

"Hmm?" she was looking straight up the skyscrapers. He merely shrugged and walked silently.

"You know don't you?" he asked after a while.

"Know what?" she frowned. There were a lot of things she didn't know.

"Your aura seems strong." He said. She wasn't sure if it was a compliment or not.

"Thanks?" she said awkwardly and walked on. She wasn't sure how but she knew he was smiling.

"No matter. You have to come with me." He said.

"Where too?" she asked. Clearly, any girl asked this question must run away, and scream for help. But she didn't. Innocence did have it's downs. Lucky for her, he wasn't one of those guys.

"Just a camp." He shrugged and hoped she will come without a scene. And luckily, she did.

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Look here guys! I really am stressing myself by handling a lot of stories and I do hope you like this. This is dedicated to Thalia101, for being the best reader I ever had! Thanks!

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