AN: This is my first actually good story. My other ones are really bad. I'm not the best at writing stories, but this is the best I've ever written. I hope you like it! This is written for my amazing friend, Andromeda-To-The-Demetria :)

Prologue

In a modern day hospital in Greece

"It's beautiful baby girl!" The nurse says proudly.

"Thank you." The lady replies tiredly. She takes the crying newborn and cradles the flailing girl. Almost immediately, the baby stops crying and looks up in her mother eyes and makes a series of baby noises, stretching out her arms to her mom. Her mother smiles softly and lets the child grasp her finger. "I'll name you Piper. You have a strong voice even now, as a baby. Just like your father." Piper makes some cooing noises, opening her mouth in a scream as the nurse tries to take her. The nurse puts up her hands in defense. "All right, I get it! You want to spend time with your parents, I understand. Just keep it down! There are others giving birth to children much quieter than you!" She backs away as the infant starts making loud, angry noises. It was as if the baby was cursing out the nurse in her own little language. The mother chuckles as the girl calms down and takes a strand of her mom's hair, and begins chewing on it.

The father asks, "My dear, can I hold her?", his eyes shinning with excitement. The girl's mother hands over the child to the man beside her. He grins and takes the infant. "Oh, she has your kaleidoscopic eyes, your shinning plump lips, lush chocolate hair... Darling, she looks just like you!" he observes, his grin stretching even wider as Piper takes his finger and grips it hard, like it was her lifeline. Piper's mom smirks as Tristan pulls his finger back sharply, and studies it as a bruise began to form. "But she has your strength, your voice, and it seems like your attitude and spirit as well." Tristan snickers at the last line, as Piper shoots daggers at the nurse, giving her the ultimate death glare. It looked like she was challenging the nurse to try to her away from her family again. Who knew what would happen if the nurse did try?

The doctor comes in. In the tension of the room, he asks the most dumbest question, the dumbest question ever in front of a queen and a billionaire. "What are your names? We need them for the baby's records." The couple glance at each other in alarm before the doctor speaks again. "Miss, you look familiar. You too, sir. May I ask you your names?" The doctor questions them once more. "Um, can I ask my secretary to do the birth certificate for you?" The question took the doctor by surprise. "So, you must be of high rank, huh? Alright, I won't interfere." He was about to speak again when there was a roar. "Queen Aphrodite! Where are you?! Leonardo is at home alone, and he needs YOU to take care of him! I know you left him with your maid, Silena Beauregard because he has a crush her, but she doesn't know how to take care of kids!" King Hephaestus says in his loud voice. The hospital staff cowered in his presence.

It wasn't like he was a mean or high-tempered guy, he was a great guy in fact. The problem? He was thrown in the dungeon as a child. The king's mother, the previous queen, had thought that he was ugly. The guards threw him in the dungeon with such great force, that his head smacked the stone wall, thus making him slightly deaf. The reason for his loud, obnoxious talking. His childhood life in the dungeon was filled with sadness. A childhood life with no laughter, no playmates, and no toys or riches. Ares, his brother got all the glory. Muscular Ares with his looks, his fighting skills, and him becoming the Royal Head of the Guards. It made Hephaestus's heart ache thinking about it. Life in the dungeon was lonely. One day, the swordsmith took pity on the little boy. The man would stop by often to give Hephaestus scraps of metals to play with. He had no friends and memories of his long childhood, except for his inventions made of metal. His father released him one day, and he met the beautiful and radiant Princess Aphrodite. It was she that taught him the wonders of the world. The king sighed. The one thing he still didn't understand was how to treat children. They were organic life forms, a foreign universe he couldn't comprehend. Now, gears and metal, those were a language and world he could understand.

How did he know that his wife was at the hospital? He could tell she was pregnant. He knew it wasn't his baby, but he didn't care. He loved his wife dearly, but also knew she wasn't faithful. He still didn't care. He just wanted someone he could love, and to love him back...


"Tristan, you must hide Piper!" Queen Aphrodite whispers frantically.

"And why, my beautiful goddess?" Tristan looks at the gorgeous lady beside him.

"My husband might be here because he knows about Piper, how I was unfaithful, and he might kill her! I want you to go into hiding, my love, to keep you safe. Piper too! I'll keep in touch, so you may come back when it's safe." She kisses him sweetly. "Good luck!"

The billionaire leapt out the window, with his first daughter, and on to the waiting helicopter. The McLean-Copter flew of with great speed, darting out of the way quickly, just as King Hephaestus dashing into the hospital room, where Aphrodite feigned sickness.


AN: Sorry, I kinda rushed at the end, so the writing quality wasn't very good. I might not update often because my dad doesn't trust me with the Internet, so I don't have time to go on often. :P