The Lost Hero

by ForeverTheShadow

A year after Perseus Jackson was born, on a cold October night, a newborn child was left on the steps of the Big House. This child was later revealed to be the daughter of Poseidon. Over the years, Artemis Blanchard lived and trained at Camp Half-Blood, only leaving the safety of camp when needed. But when she is approached by the director of SHIELD, shocking secrets are revealed.

1. Chapter 1

Hello tons of people who probably have no idea who the bloody hell I am, let me start off by introducing myself. My name is Samantha and I am a freshman in high school from the good ol' United States of 'Murica. Despite the fact that I am a terrible writer, I - for some reason - thought it would be a good idea to try and publish this little fanfic I've been thinking about writing ever since the beginning of October. So, without further adieu, enjoy the first chapter!

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It was a rainy October night at Camp Half-Blood in Long Island, New York. The demigods and various nymphs and satyrs that resided there had gone to bed hours before, and were fast asleep in their beds.

A lone figure quietly snuck past the camps borders, a small lump in her arms. Thankful that the border kept out any type of whether, she continued down Half-Blood Hill. As she approached a large sky blue house with white trim, a single tear trickled down her cheek. Never once has she cried about anything. Not when her parents passed away, not even when Poseidon left her. She was always told to be strong, not just for herself, but for everyone around her.

Before he left, however, he promised he would allow her into Camp Half-Blood. A place where their newborn child would be safe.

Lindy Blanchard wiped a tear from her face as she gently placed Artemis on the front porch of the large, blue house. The child whimpered and shivered, as Lindy knocked on the door, and slowly backed away. Through the window, a small light source bloomed, and the sound of approaching footsteps filled the air.

When the door swung open, a man sitting in a black tinted wheelchair and a long, brown beard appeared. He glanced down, his chocolate brown eyes widening in shock at the sight of young Artemis all alone on the front steps.

From her hiding spot, Lindy smiled slightly as the man gently picked her up and retreated inside. She turned around, standing tall and began to make her way towards the hill, not turning back even once.

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And that's it for the prologue. I hope you enjoyed. It's not the best, but it's decent, right. . .RIGHT?