Hey , this story is basically starting from the lighting theif and carrying on, anyway enjoy!

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Prometheus gazed down caringly at the tiny finished human figure which he had crafted with his most utterly care and love. The gods had created Pandora as a punishment now they wanted him to create an opportunity to mankind one that can give them opportunity's or ruin them.

Prometheus walked down the marble hallway his footsteps echoing in the emptiness, his face was scarred for life from the vulture which had tormented him for aeons. After this he will watch the figure grow and develop in the prophecy which was foretold.

The gods where impressed but they didn't waste time, each of them breathed life into her being careful not to overpower and disintegrate the clay figure. All what was left to do was to breathe humankind into her but they didn't they dismissed the titan and put the figure away ready to have life breathed into her

Alya observes the boy with black hair and sea green eyes wondering in awe around camp, she doesn't even know his name but he knows he's the one the one who stole away her prophecy. Ever since she had heard about the great prophecy she thought she would be the one she was the oddity, unclaimed, been living around gods since she could remember but no.

She read the prophecy with Annabeth and she finds out the truth the prophecy isn't about her it's about some lucky kid of the Big Three who lives long enough to fulfil it. She doesn't even have the hope to think it's her, she's been at this godforsaken place she was nine and no godly word has reached her since.

Percy looked in awe at the camp it was huge, and he couldn't wait to try out the basketball courts.

As he was taken in his surroundings a figure caught his eye, she was sitting crossed arms lounging on top of a cabin which had begun to glow silver. Her face was regal and even from that distance you could tell she was stunning, just before she turns away he caught sight of her eyes, gold.

"Annabeth, who's that?" , Percy questions he knows he's going to be late for dinner but his curiosity overrides his need for hunger.

Annabeth follows his gaze "Oh, Alya "

"Huh?" Percy's comment makes him sound half as smart as Annabeth thinks he is.

"Her name Alya "Annabeth repeats impatiently she is hungry and she knows she has to get there before to lead her cabin to dinner.

Her tone makes it obvious to Percy that she's not the only person that is hungry so he walks back to Cabin 11 wondering you the golden eyed girl is.

Alya is furious she kept up her laid back attitude through dinner and everyone believed the only person that didn't is sure to be following her know.

She would normally fight off her anger in the arena but she wants to be discreet clashing and banging did make it obvious where you were.

Just armed with her sword she pretty much slashes at anything there is in her path, until she gets to a glade where there is one lone tree.

Sheathing her sword she scurries up the tree until she comes to a branch which she can happily lean against.

The black haired boy is powerful, she knows it. She can tell almost every camper on what there godly parent is but this boy was difficult. Only a child of the big three could cause Chiron to leave camp and stake out this boy and for what.

His mother gone and Grover dragging them through the boundaries away from the any possible threats and to raise Annabeth's hopes that he was the special demigod, all he had done so far was some prank including toilets.

The sound of a body hitting the floor indicates that the person following her has caught up but can't reach her.

Smiling to herself she climbs down as quickly as she went up.

"Surrender" she commanded the person on the floor putting her sword to his chest.

Pair of blue eyes flash open and quickly share the humour in her eyes.

"No" he similes confidently like he has won but she knows he hasn't.

This doesn't unnerve her all she does is brush her hair out of her face kneels down and kisses him. She pulls back leaving him wide eyed.

"How about now?" she smirks, all that time she did that the sword hadn't moved much to her captor's dismay.

He thinks about it for some time "No, I think not"

This makes her roll her eyes and hit him playfully "God you're such a tease" this makes them both laugh.

" Are you okay Alya" he asks with no laughter in his voice, he knew something is wrong and that her attitude at dinner was a facade and that hey eyes usually showed the mood she was in and now they had turned from golden to near black.

She sighs and puts her head on his lap "I don't know Luke, he's the one, and the one he was talking about"

Luke's hand stops stroking her hair "I know, I realised as soon as he walked into the cabin" he voice is full of pain and hurt and she knows what's happening.

"Shh it's okay" Alya comforts raising her hand to follow the path of his scar, she was the only person that he allowed near it.

"If I mess up one more time" Luke's voice fades away as he thinks about what he said the threats he can act on, "I just can't"

Alya is the only one who notices such as he is the one that notices small things about her, that there are bags under his blue eyes and that his face is usually in a frown. It hurts her to see him like this and that she can't comfort him.

They hear the last drones from the singing from the fire.

"We should go now" Luke observes with a distant look in his eyes.

"I agree yet not" she jokes, this brings a quick but small smile to his face.

Just before they leave the words she pulls him for a kiss not a jokey like earlier but a comforting one since she knows he's scared to sleep.

"You'll be fine" she mummers to him.

He smiles to comfort her but he knows he won't be fine but all he does is kiss her quickly and walks back to his cabin ready to face the nightmares.

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