A/N: You know the drill….
Tory: Εκείνη δεν το δικό Περσέα Τζάκσον και οι Ολύμπιοι.
Me: Uh…yeah…what he said…
Tory: You know I'm smarter than you.
Me: (pause) Yeah…
Tory: (pats head) I thought so.
They say the forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest.
Me? I say it's a matter of opinion.
And Aphrodite. Can't forget her.
She sits, watching the mortal realm, always looking for the two that match perfectly, or the ones that cause the most controversy, then sends Eros to do the dirty work.
Romeo and Juliet? Aphrodite.
Marc Antony and Cleopatra? Aphrodite.
Edward Cullen and Bella Swan? Ugh. Aphrodite.
My mom and dad?
Definitely Aphrodite.
She looked from her chaise and saw Jessica Solomon, the quiet daughter of Athena, getting that glint in her eyes, the one that started the Trojan War. Then, twisting the Fates, she brought in Adrian Jacobs, the strong willed son of Triton.
No one expected anything at first, not even Athena.
But the moment they shared their first kiss, Olympus exploded. The sea roared, the clouds rumbled, the earth shook.
Hera could feel when they eloped. She said nothing.
Eros could feel my conception. He said nothing.
Artemis could feel my birth. By then, everyone knew.
Athena turned and disowned me before I took my first breath. But the rest saw what she didn't.
The glowing bird, only seen to the immortals. The bird that named me as Arimithea's heir.
The one that forever bonded me to the fire princess to be born in an hour.
There I was, the demigod grandson of the messenger of the sea and the goddess of wisdom.
The future king of Arimithea.
The one who would have fire and water at war inside of his body.
The one who almost caused a civil war among the immortals.
My name is Dylan Anthony Jacobs, and this is my story.
A/N: You have to read Chronicles of a Teenage Mermaid and the Olympians to understand more.
Camryn: CONGA!
Everyone: Ba ba ba ba ba! HEY! Ba ba ba ba ba! HEY!
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