Amber di Angelo

by rodentz13

Amber came from Tartarus, that alone made people suspicious, but that could just be her parent heritage. But then who was this 'mentor' she spoke about and the fact that she knows a lot. But more importantly, how will her life turn out? Solagelo, Percabeth, Jasper, Frazel, y'know. Also, T 'cause I am paranoid.

1. Prologue

A/N: This is short, but it is just a prologue. T, 'cause I'm paranoid.

Prologue

POV: Moi

An object was wrapped in bundles of warm cloth, its eyes fluttered open and a demanding cry shot through the cavern. Its wail attracted many monsters, an one especially took the chance and stumbled towards it.

The giant never ate it, nor did he kill it; he gently carried it into his arms and it fell gently asleep.

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More than a decade later, a figure emerged from Tartaurus victorious.

It scramble towards a safe area to sit before observing its bloody hands. It scowled and took out a thick white strand to wrap around its calloused and bloody hands. The figure stood up and panted while it stumbled into the forest.

The figure dismissed the chirping birds and the rays of sunlight that fingered through the leaves. It heard a low growl coming from the behind the rustling trees as a monster walked out from it.

The hideous creature gnashed its teeth while the figure the same before unsheathing an amber sword. "Demigod," The monster growled, making the figure tense and swiftly change its position into a fighting stance.

The stubborn creature then ran towards the waiting figure and the figure banished the thing with one relaxed stroke of its sword.

The figure grunted in response and continued walking, swinging her sword that reflected the bright rays of the sun.

"Helios," The figure glared at the sun, but continued walking.

Its mind snapped into its early life in Tartaraus. It was trained in archery, swordmanship and even hand-to-hand combat, excelling in them all. Trained by mighty warriors who died honourable deaths and weapons crafted by the Centimanes.

Its sword was one of those weapons, a sword disguised as amber (the rock). Only it can activate the sword with tossing it into the air. The sword was its favourite weapon to use, since it has been gifted many types of weapon.

"Camp Half-Blood, Camp Half-Blood…" Its voice murmured. It paused to examine where it was heading, being carefully to follow its mentors instructions.

After days and days of walking, the figure stood in front of Camp Half-Blood.

The figure grinned, but let it drop when a gigantic cyclops came prowling towards it. It can't prowl, the figure thought, it is not stealthy at all.