Have you never felt like you had absolutely no motive to keep moving forward? You sit on a random park in a random bench, looking other people laugh; hug each other, while you're just looking at life move along with a gaping hole where your heart used to be. I'm not the type of girl to say this because a guy broke her heart. They just had it broken; mine was broken, burnt to ashes, and taken by the wind to where I can't reach it at all.

My name is Luce Meyer and I'm lost in the darkness, and the worst of all is that he keeps looking in it but I'm afraid he will find it and hate it, because then he would leave just like everything and everyone else.


I think now's the moment for me to tell you what will happen with my life. My life, what can I say about it? Well, firstly I would have to tell you that when I pictured life as a kid I never thought I would be what I am right now.

You're probably wondering, just what are you right now kid? Besides being called a killer, psychopath, dream crusher, evil, cruel, and all those pesky little games people like me are called by I'm a demigod, or half-blood just choose one.

Yup, you heard me pretty well, as I assume you already know what that is; I won't lose my time trying to explain it to some dimwits.

I think that your thoughts are going along with how cool being a demigod must be, and I'm sure there are some that think along those lines, I'm not one of them.

Ha! Like there would be someone out there who thought the same way I did, well there was, but they're gone now and it's my fault…

Getting back on track, the ones that do think it's cool have absolutely no relation to me. Did they help me find camp? No, I found it on my own. Was there someone kind enough to alert me of the existence of the Almighty Olympian gods? No there wasn't, and I discovered it in the least appropriate way. Did they try to befriend me when I got here? Well, yeah they did, put I pushed them away for a reason that you'll find out later, besides I think they're kinda scared of me (Ha! Kinda). I suppose it could be for my entry to camp or who my godly parent is.

My father… They say I'm very similar to him, and besides that there is no fact worthy of mentioning.

Crap! Now I've got to go and play that silly game of Capture the Flag, the only reason I'm going is because Chiron makes me. I don't get it using these annoying little swords while I could kill all of them in the blink of an eye. So I hope you enjoy the story, but now that I think about it I don't care at all.


AN: So this is the first chapter I know it's short but I'm only translating it into English. I really hope it's ok because I'm not a native speaker. If you want to check the original story and if you know spanish the go look for it on wattpad (it's under the same name) and you can contact the author through her wattpad account (do not worry she speaks English) she's under the name of AnaParquet20, and if you're a lazy bum or do not have a wattpad account I'll forward your messages. So that's all for today I guess . SEE YA! Or read whatevs...