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Prologue
There were many things about Lizzie that Ciel did not know.
He did not know that she was a gifted swordswoman.
He did not know that her cheerfulness was just a mask she put on to please him.
He did not know that she could see right through Sebastian's disguise and that frequently she was disgusted at what she saw.
He did not know that she was aware of the pact he had made.
He did not know that Lizzie was not as naïve as he believed her to be.
He did not know that every year during the summer she would go to America for two months where she would train and practice her swordsmanship skill.
He did not know that every summer she went on adventures and killed monsters.
He did not know that she loved to fight just as much as Ciel did.
He did not know that she was just as jaded and scarred as he himself was.
He did not know that she was not the biological daughter of Alexis Middleford as everyone in England had been led to believe.
He did not know that Lizzie's father was Ares god of war and as a result her life was in constant danger.
He did not know that her best friend was an American.
He did not know that her best friend was also a daughter of Apollo and one of the best Archers in the planet.
He did not know any of it.
And Lizzie vowed never to tell him.
Chapter 1
Lizzie knew that she was different from her brother long before her mother finally confessed her true birth father.
Strange things had had happened to Lizzie ever since she had been a small child.
One time when she was five Vultures had followed her around and had taken to nip affectionately at her nose, causing her to bleed heavily. When her mother finally found her surrounded by the creatures her mother had been horrified at what she had seen and had immediately pulled out her swords and cut the disgusting creatures to ribbons before picking up Lizzie and taking her to be treated.
Another time when she was 6 she had been attacked by creatures that looked half bird half human, fortunately by that point her mother had given her swords and so she had been fighting them off herself not getting anywhere until once again her mother had come instead this time had thrown her a sword that looked golden. Within minutes the human bird like creatures had turned into dust.
It had been after that incident that her mother had taken her into the house closed the doors and revealed to her the truth about her parentage.
That summer had been her first summer in America learning to harness her powers and becoming quite capable in hand to hand and swordsmanship. Though granted they only taught her the Greek styles of fighting.
And so it happened that every summer she would go to America under the disguise that she was going to visit relatives during that time and in September she would come back and finish her studies and learn the English style of fighting.
She became efficient at both and she was always excited and nervous about attending half blood hill every summer but while she was there she felt she was in a place where she could finally be herself.
She didn't have to pretend she was this happy cheerful girl about to enter society. She didn't have to act like everything in the world was cute and good.
In this place she had friends, friends that cared about her not about her money or status.
She was in a place where she could be herself and be safe.
She just wished she could tell the love of her life the truth about whom and what she truly was.
"Are you excited Lizzie?" Lizzie turned her head to see who had spoken and smiled when she saw that it was Dawn a daughter of Apollo and an American opera singer.
Lizzie raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
"About going home! I know you must miss your family and your fiancé"
"Do you?" Lizzie asked.
Dawn glared at Lizzie, but Lizzie had known Dawn long enough to know the difference between a hostile glare and a friendly glare.
"No," Dawn finally said "But to be fair I have no one to go home to except for a household full of servants – who think my room full of weapons are 'not proper for a young lady of my age and status'" She said before sighing. "If my mother was home maybe I'd look forward to it but as it stands…"
Lizzie smiled and put a hand on Dawn's shoulder. "Why don't you come home with me to England? I doubt you mother would object since she's doing a world tour of Europe ending in London England.
Dawn smiled "Wouldn't your mother have a problem with that though? Taking in a bastard child?"
Lizzie glared at Dawn for calling herself that. "Do not call yourself that." She told her friend sternly.
Dawn shrugged. "It's true though isn't it? Unlike you my mother can't pretend her husband is my biological father considering the fact that she never married."
"Still calling yourself such a name will allow others to call you that, you deserve more respect."
Dawn shrugged. "Perhaps, still that doesn't change what I am."
Lizzie sighed "No I suppose it doesn't" She said. "Now you never answered my question we're going home tomorrow do you want to come with me?"
Dawn smiled "Of course I would Lizzie"
Lizzie smile widened "Good now lets practice our swordsmanship you are still a little rusty"
Dawn laughed "You are also rusty on your archery, shall we do that next?" Dawn said before heading off to the arena.
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