Alright since most people ignore author's note Im going to make it short , I just want to say thank you for taking the time to read my story. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did just thinking about it. It hasn't been done from what I've read so if it seems familiar then I'm sorry. This is an AU so here Ariadne (Fem Percy) has no mother and is a year rounder at Camp Half-Blood; this is after Thalia became a teenager again when she got healed by the Golden Fleece. All rights go to Rick Riordan I own none of the characters except Aria and the my storyline. Enjoy J
Atlas Pov
The words about the daughter of Poseidon had reached his ears. The muttering about her between the monsters was enough to capture his attention. Hmm what was her name again? Ana-Marie Jackson? No that wasn't it. He tried ransacking his mind for the name he had heard. Oh yes Ariadne Jackson, ironic how the first demigod daughter of Poseidon would be' utterly pure '. He had caught himself a few times thinking about her, wondering how she would be like and then he'd shake his head to clear his mind from the poisonous thoughts of her. "You're a titan for crying out loud she is nothing but a demigod a low- life, disgusting, half-blood sired by those insufferable gods! They imprisoned you under the sky for eternity! "He scolded himself and then muttered "Oh but not for long "As soon as that demi-god, Luke Castellan frees him from the weight of the sky he would be able to finally stretch his limbs from all that pressuring weight that was forced upon his shoulders and satisfy his thirst for revenge on those pitiful Olympian Gods.
Ariadne (Aria) Pov
Her eyes flew open as she yet again woke up from a demigod dream, it had happened 3 times this week and all the dreams had been about the same man. The cold look in his silver/gray eyes made her shiver and the small hair on the back of her neck stand up. She wondered who he was and what had made him so bitter about the world. She got up and put on her short, silk, creamy colored robe on and slipped outside into the cold night air. She walked slowly to the beach hoping that the harpies wouldn't find her. Once she reached the calm waters she sat down on the sand and brought her knees up to her chest and laid her head on it. Her sea-green eyes looked out into the waters, where the full moon was bright and shining on the surface wondering and thinking if anyone had noticed her acting strange. Her eyes watered with tears as she thought of her mother who had been dead for 3 years now, she felt so alone in this messed up world of gods, titans, demigods and monsters. Her 'best friends ' Annabeth and Grover had been so caught up with Thalia , their childhood friend that they didn't even notice they were ignoring her. She felt hurt that after two years they would they could ignore her so easily and not even notice. She knew she couldn't blame them after all that was the first time they have seen Thalia in five years.
The cold wind blew her long, dark, curly hair from her face as she felt the hot batch of tears drip down from her eyes and slide down her freezing cheeks. Her soft fingers moved up to grasp the locket her mother had given her for her 12th birthday before she was sent to Yancy Academy, a boarding school in upstate New York. Inside the locket was a picture of her and her mother, Sally Jackson smiling happily as the five year old her touched her mother's cheeks and gurgled away in baby gibberish. She smiled at the picture and brought it up to her lips and softly kissed the picture of her mother and then she closed the locket and laid down with the soft singing of the Naiads in the distance lulling her to a peaceful sleep.