Full Summary: Thora is a demigod and a daughter of the King of the Gods but all she has ever dreamed of was becoming a Huntress Of Artemis. The idea of exploring the country, hunting monsters, safe from ever being hurt by a guy, being under the protection of the Goddess of the Hunt. But most of all the freedom. But when A prophecy arises and a blessing occurs her life is weighed down by the pits of Tarturus. Did she make the right decision? Can she ever reclaim her old life?

Disclaimer: I don not own any of the Percy Jackson or Heroes Of Olympus characters or stories. All rights belong to Rick Riorden...But if I did own it ALL THE SEVEN WOULD LIVE!

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Have you ever felt like you don't exist? Like your entire world isn't really there? That you are there but your alone yet surrounded by people? You can tell people notice you but not really see you?

Because that's how I always feel. Day in. Day out.

"Miss Veton, I would appreciate it if you pay attention!" A sharp voice cut across my daydreaming as I bolted upright in my seat and focused on who was addressing me. Mr Howard Eugene Micra. My teacher for most subjects. His graying ginger hair framed his face as Dark lines were sketched across it. An average middle aged man really but he always looked ready to give me a beating under that cool facade.

"Right, sorry sir" I apologized. You see I go to this place called Andressis School. It's a boarding school that could give Alcatraz a run for it's money. We were constantly watched, security cameras, guards and teachers with eyes as sharp as an eagles.

I have never left the boundary of the four walls surrounding this place. I don't even remember arriving here or my life before Andressis High. I just woke up one day, memories nonexistent, and was told I had to start attending this hellhole. I didn't even remember my parents, so my past is always a touchy subject that brings out my temper.

To make matters worse I keep getting glimpses of things. Like the wall is breaking and I can see something behind it. I've only caught glimpses but I swear see things like packs of wolves running across lush, green terrain, Fawns and nyaids leaping from tree to tree in an ever green forest and the one that sticks in my head most a long field covered in masses and masses of green bushes, each sprouting piles of ruby red fruit that fill the air with a tantalizingly sweet aroma.

I keep my distance from everyone here as they all seem to think of me as the 'freak' the 'outcast' the one who is different in a society where being different will get you killed. Were your very existence will be tested and stripped from you, like an ember from a fire.

The teachers are worse though. I always get punished for things that were in no way anything to do with me. I'm just accident prone. I've lost count of the times I've gotten detentions over things like: desks falling over on the other side of the classroom, almost on the teachers; explosions happening in the next room. Things that I have absolutely no clue how they happen yet I'm always blamed. Like now.

"Detention, Miss Veton" My teacher snapped. Again!

I looked around to find that it wasn't my daydreaming I was getting ribbed for this time. The laptop that sits right on Micra's desk was up in flames.

Again.

This was now a natural occurrence now so the students who occupied the desks around mine were glaring at me. Mr. Micra was now helping himself to the supply of fire extinguishers that he always took pleasure in saying that were reserved just for me and my little 'accidents'. This had to be the sixth laptop that had ended up in flames ever since we started school in the new year. Which was about a month ago.

"Why we must keep an arsonist in our company is beyond me" He muttered as he moved towards the desks.

"I'm not an arsonist, sir, I didn't do anything" I tried to explain but as per usual he didn't want to listen.

"Didn't do anything my arse!" he spat as he readies the extinguisher, his cool exterior fading fast.

"But sir listen-" That pushed him over the limit.

"No you listen you incompetent girl, I have been slaving away for Millennia to keep you here and I have had it with you and your attitude! Accept your punishment now and I won't have to do anything severe" He growled.

I sighed in defeat and nodded my head. It just wasn't worth it, I persuaded myself. I rested my hand in my head as I watched, with mild amusement, as Mr. Micra started to extinguish the flames. The dancing orange sheets glinted in my eyes as I watched the flames. I was about to start daydreaming again when I noticed something.

There were sparks coming off the wire that lead to his laptop. It ran right from his desk and past mine where it slithered towards the power box at the back of the classroom. It was then I noticed where the sparks were coming from.

They were dancing off my fingers. But oddly enough, I felt no pain. I flicked my hand and a small stream of sparks shot out and went flying up into one of the lights, causing it to explode in a shower of glowing drops.

I felt a smirk work its way onto my face. I had an idea. A completely mental idea. But any idea's a good idea until dismissed. Today was going to be different. And I was going to have so much fun with this.


"ADEN KARYA FIRESTAR, WHY IN THE NAME OF POSEIDON'S UNDERGARMENTS WOULD YOU DO THIS?!"

"BECAUSE IT'S FUNNY"

"GET BACK HERE!"

"NEVER!"

I sighed and shut my book as I looked towards the Hephaestus Cabin. A chorus of clangs and other various trinkets being broken sounded from behind the closed door, gaining the cabin confused looks from passing campers.

Couldn't I have a normal day for once? Another smash. Not in this life. I rolled my eyes as I focused on the door.

Cue Aden in…

Three…

Two…

One…

And…..

The door swung open and the she-devil herself came barreling out of it.

Aden came running towards me, her fiery amber eyes alight and her pitch black ponytail flying behind her, and before I could even stutter a hello, she had grabbed my arm and pulled me up as she carried on running.

"Why are we running?" I called out to her, stumbling over my own feet as I ran. Her running away from sounds of destruction is a near daily occurrence.

Aden just laughed breathlessly before answering "You know how we've been having a prank war with Will and Nate since we got here?"

"Yes"

"Well let's just say Will found out what I did" We ran round the corner of Cabin three and peered round the edge to see William Ravenkey walking out of Cabin nine, his hazel eyes ablaze with a fire that could rival that of the forges he worked so proudly in. There was one thing different about him though. His normally mousy brown hair was bright pink.

His eyes locked onto us and, if it were possible, the flames grew as he took on the likeness of a raging bull.

"And he is not impressed!"

We both laughed a we took off again, a steaming son of Hephaestus after us. "Aden! Thora! Get back here!".

We kept running, our lungs burning from the short ragged breaths we took as we laughed. You see Aden and Will had gotten to camp together and they 'hate' each others guts. I met Aden and after a while we became good friends and then we met William Ravenkey and Nathaniel Goldhawk. And our glorious rivalry was born!

That triggered my memory. "Aden" I trailed off a we ran past of group of satyrs, who were flirting (Quite miserably I might add) with some Nymphs.

"Sorry Anthony!" I called back to one reasonably tall satyr, who just hopped back up onto his hooves and went back to flirting. Gods, that guy never gives up.

Aden looked at me a we ran past the nymphs, who now looked slightly graceful. "While we're on the topic of the war".

"What did you do?" She panted.

I stopped running "Need a breather?" I asked, kind of wanting to put the topic off. She only glared at me.

"It's alright for you, You have all the air you need".

I laughed. It helps naturally being able to breath thin air. Leaning against a tree, I watched as Aden finally regained her breath and asked.

"What did you do?"

I scratched the back of my head nervously "About that-"

"THORA DUVESSA VETON, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"Bollocks!" That was the only thing that left my lips as I grabbed Aden's wrist and pulled her behind the tree.

"Thora Veton, What did you do?"

I rolled my eyes as I peeked round the side of the tree. I registered Aden doing the is it with using my full name today? "I might've put blue dye in Nathan's sun cream".

She raised an eyebrow "Wouldn't that just turn it blue? Surely he'd notice".

"Firstly, It's Nathan, He wouldn't notice the sun in the sky" Aden snorted.

"Irony at it's finest"

I laughed before continuing "And secondly, The dye only turns blue when it dries". It was then he decided to come storming around and into our view. He looked completely normal. Same dark hair that fell into his dark green eyes all the time. The thing that was different was his skin. Usually his skin was gently tanned, being a child of Apollo it was a given, but now it was covered in smears of bright blue. From his shoulders down, It looked like he had decided to douse himself in blue paint.

My raven haired friend burst out laughing and I soon joined her as we watched Will storm up to Nate and judging by their expressions and gestures, I don't think they're singing our praises.

"What do you think they're saying?" Aden choked out.

I watched them "Now, I think Will is saying "Why would they go this far?". He had always been protective over his hair.

"Really?"

I shrugged "Either that or really big chest".

We both collapsed into laughter as a group of Aphrodite girls walked past and gave them weird looks while they tried to look cool, but their red faces gave them away. It was a well known fact around camp that Will and Nathan were huge flirts. So this was a massive impact on their egos.

"So, my two closest friends, minus you of course, are now choosing different paths of life. One is becoming a smurf and the other in touch with his feminine side" Aden mused.

"Apparently so".

We both shared a glance before we burst out laughing. In heinz sight, we shouldn't have made so much noise, seeing as though we were hiding. That's why we're not children of Athena I guess. I looked up and my laughing ceased immediately. Nathan and Will had obviously heard us and were glaring daggers at us.

"Good for them" Aden spluttered.

I grabbed her arm and she stopped laughing as soon a her eyes met those of flaming hazel and scorching emerald. Their angry voices travelling over the greenery and towards us.

They started heading towards us as we took a step back. "Ah, maybe we should carry on running"

"I like that idea"

We turned and fled.

"Where?" Aden yelled, Glancing over her shoulder to see the boys were now racing behind us, hurling names and threats at us.

"Mexico!"

"What?"

"Plan J! Plan J!"