Ch.1

Betraying My Own Cause

And there she was, standing in the awkward silence that tainted the air around us.

"So… do you have a cabin?" She asked.

I just shook my head. Why didn't I have a cabin? I was just as important as the other gods, maybe even more. But no, I don't have a cabin even though it's my camp.

I am Dionysus, the god of wine. Unfortunately, I am on probation because I chased an off-limits wood nymph. Not that my dad should be complaining. He's infamous for his endless affairs. He never got punished, but I have to run this dumb camp because of one accident. Well, apparently more, or else this girl wouldn't be here.

The silence stretched forever, but I didn't want to break it. If I said anything she would think I loved her, then she would follow me like a lost puppy forever. Luckily she broke the silence.

"I should probably avoid rum cakes. I hear alcoholism runs in the family."

The way she said it, with a faint smile playing across her face, I almost laughed. She reflected her mother like a mirror, with the same sense of humor. But I still refused to treat her kindly. I have a reputation to protect.

"You will stay in the Hermes cabin until I say otherwise, Kristi."

Her smile fell, and she looked near tears.

"My name is Crystal," she whispered.

Why do I feel guilty? I call the other campers other names and never care. Why is she different? Because she's mine. I understood why Poseidon didn't want to blast Percy to bits, even though he is unbelievably annoying. No matter how hard you try, you can't help seeing a little bit of yourself in them.

"Have you considered joining the hunt with your aunt, Artemis? It's great for girls your age."

Okay, I was a little desperate to get rid of her. I just wasn't ready to be a father to a hero.

She just shrugged and said." I wouldn't last a day. I'm a total flirt. I think I get it from my grandfather."

I lost all control. I chuckled. I could see her smile widen. She enjoyed my approval.

"Well Kira, just stay in the Hermes cabin until I say otherwise. Now get out of here," I repeated.

She walked out, but not before flashing me a grin. She saw right through me, seeing a side of me I rarely ever showed. Now I was at war, a war of emotions between me and my new daughter. And unfortunately, it was a war I didn't think I could win.

( Crystal's P.O.V)

My dad was not what I expected. It's not like I expected him to him to hug me and tell me he loved me, but a little emotion would have been nice. But no, I would have to fight hard to earn his approval. Fortunately, it was a fight I thought I could win.

I made my way around camp, trying to figure out way to go. I hated no having a clue where to go, but I wasn't about to ask for directions. I considered going back and asking my dad for help, but quickly threw that idea out f my head and blowtorched it. His directions would most likely lead me into the wilderness where I would be met by a pack of hungry lions, and I didn't feel like having my flesh devoured by big cats today. Or any other day, for that matter. While considering this, I suddenly realized I was in a forest. This realization came to me when I ran straight into a tree. I stumbled backwards, and tripped over a rock. I crumbled and fell into the ground. My thoughts right before blacking out where about how happy my dad would be if I died in this forest right now. With that discouraging thought I succumbed to the darkness.

Okay, so maybe it was a little cheesy, but it will get better, I promise! But I won't update until I get at least 1 positive review. I need some encouragement to know this story is worth continuing.