Prologue
What if someone had told you all your life something was wrong with you, that you were different, that you were special. What if you didn't want to be special, what if you just wanted to be normal to be a real normal teenager. Unfortunately I didn't get that choice, my name is Elle and this is my crazy story.
When I was born I came into the world with black hair and green eyes, everyone (everyone meaning my drunken, conniving mother who hated and would have aborted me if she had had the cash she always told me) said that my eyes were the splitting image of my fathers- Poseidon Lord of the sea, Earth shaker, storm bringer and father of horses, and yes a God. So my birth you would think would be a big deal right, well you were wrong. Cause you see there was already another child of Poseidon being born on the other side of the world in America and his name was Percy Jackson.
I grew up knowing what I was, a demigod (Half God half human) while Percy was kept safe and sound oblivious with his doting human mother and Godly father by his side (well thats my theory where else would Poseidon go) while I was thrown into a world full of monsters and chaos. My mother was gone, she had left me at the side of the road when I was seven, she had gotten sick of me bringing in monsters and ruining her business, oh did I mention my mother had been a conmen or should I say con-woman.
So at the age of seven I was homeless, I had to grow up and learn to look after myself and I did. I learned to beg on the streets and also became a renowned pick pocket, something i learned from my lovely, conniving mother. When I was nine this organisation called the Clann picked up me and some other demigod kids i was living with, and the Clann took us in. They fed us, clothed us and taught us. They taught me a lot, I learned how to play any instrument I could find , meaning any instrument I took from kids of Apollo. Then they taught all the kids how to fight, we learned every weapon they had ranging from guns, to swords, to daggers, to throwing stars to even no weapon combat, they said they wanted us to be ready for anything, whatever we were getting ready for I didn't know. But there was a price, because unbeknownst to us the Clann were preparing for a war and we were to become their best trained soldiers because the Clann, was also an infamous underground group of broken up demigods that had been ex-mafia, army and secret agents and to stay with the Clann you had to join the Clann.
So thats what I did I joined the Clann, I vowed to myself that I would never, ever be a nuisance to anybody and that I would always be abled to defend myself and that I would never have to rely on anyone else ever again. So I trained, I would practice and train in the training room till I couldn't get up, I would constantly spar with my teachers to get better and would do whatever they said to become better. Then in my lessons I would learn all the languages they taught and would master them all, I learned how to be the best spy, how to act, how to pretend to be someone else and how to learn information. The classes the Clann taught even had torture training and how to endure under pressure. I learned, practised, trained, ate and slept, I did nothing else but that until I was Sixteen till Freya arrived. Freya taught me how to have fun and how to be a kid again and I learned what a family was again I learned that relaxing was fun and breaking a couple of rules was alright every once and awhile. Then when I was Seventeen I began to learn the fun of underground street fighting and how much money it could give myself and the clann so I began to fight not only monsters in my spare time but people, and I can still never figure out which is more fun, destroying monsters or fighting monsters with the mask's of men in an arena.