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Chapter 1: Meet Giana

I had never felt so free in my life. Running through a feild with my fellow member of the hunt, I felt like I could do anything. I felt like I could run a laugh forever. Considering the fact that i was immortal, I probably could.

I was probably - no wait, scratch that. Definetly - the oldest hunter. I was nineteen years old, but could easily past for a fifteen year old. I had always been very small for my age. I also wasn't very outgoing. That's probably why I always did exactley what my brother did, no matter how crazy, stupid, or dangerous it seemed. If he had wanted to raid a castle, I would've helped him. If he had wanted to become a merman (though only the gods know why he would ever want to do that) I would've watched hours of videos on YouTube until we found a spell that worked. If he had wanted to destroy Mount Olympus, I would've supported him. In fact, I did - at first.

Now don't put me down as a traitor. If the person you idolized wanted to do anything, wouldn't you try to help them? I was just trying to be a good and obediant sister. Besides, my brother ended up being a hero in the end.

Now my brother was dead. He had comitted suicide to save the world.

That's why I joined the hunt in the first place. To try to forget my brother. To forget all my brother's mistakes. To forget all the moments that I was in his shadow. To forget the old me.

Now I was a new me. Funny, outgoing, and rebellious. Quite the oppisite of the old me.

We ran out of the clearing and back into the woods. We were in hot pursuit of a manticore. Leading us all was Artemis's luitenant and my best friend who had adventured with me and my brother for years - Thalia Grace.

Finally! I thought as the manticore finally stopped. We all approached it without making any sound. Our bows were drwn, ready to fire. The manticore was dead in a couple of seconds. If you had blinked, you would've missed it.

Another point for the hunters.


That night, I was ready to collapse. Even when you're immortal, you still get tired.

I quickley set up my tent and layed down. Thoughts of my brother filled my head, as they did every night. Forgetting him was harder than it sounded. Ecspecially when you had the same looks as him.

Sandy blonde hair - check! Blue eyes - check! Pale skin - check! The only thing was that he had a scar on his cheek and I didn't.

"Hey Gigi!" Thalia said cheerfully as she walked into my tent.

"Hey Thals!" I giggled, "What's up?"

"Nothing." She said, plopping down on the floor.

"You know what i want to do?" I asked.

"What?"

"Gather up some of the other hunters and play... TRUTH OR DARE!"

"Oh, Giana! When did this crazy streak start?"

"The moment I disobeyed my brother."


Maybe I should tell you my story. It all started when my brother and I ran waya from home. I was five, and he was nine.

Who am I, you ask? My name is Giana. You can call me Gigi.

Who is my brother? The one and only... Luke Castellan.

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