This is my first fanfic so PLEASE be nice! Special thanks to Babii RheaSophie who beta-read my story for me!! She's an awesome buddy to have and the only reason why she isn't on the beta-reader page is because she has the most SUCKY-IST INTERNET EVER and she does too much beta-reading for her friends in RL already!!

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2 years ago: During the victory of Camp Half Blood

A small girl with long dark hair stood hovering above an older teen's body. He had messy chocolate hair, wore Greek armour and his blank onyx eyes stared back at her. A black scythe charm lay broken beside the two of them. The older teen had several arrows pocking out of his chest.

"Naminé… I'm sorry…. But this is goodbye…"

The girl… Naminé also wore Greek armour (which looked 2 sizes too big on her), had a sword strapped to her waist and held a similar scythe charm.

"Craig…"

The girl croaked, Craig managed a weak smile as Naminé fell to her knees; tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. Hesitantly he put a hand on her cheek

"No, Craig… I'm sorry"

She held on to his hand for dear life. For his life

"You always did… take the blame… I hope…. this time you… take care and know that… it's never… too… late….to start all over again, little sister"

He whispered, trying to stay awake. His vision blurred with, what? Salty tears…? He wasn't crying though….

"Craig… don't go"

Naminé cried. Oh… These are Nami's tears… Craig thought to himself

"Don't cry, you idio---"

His eyelids fluttered as he spitted out blood

"CRAIG!"

The world spun around her, her hands dropped, followed by his. She stared wide-eyed at the older teen's now dead corpse. It felt like a bullet to the heart, watching her best friend; her brother, die in front of her. His last words flowed as fast in her head as did the blood on her lips and wounds.

"Don't cry, you idiot…."

She finished his dying sentence sadly, breaking into tears. Memories repeated itself like a broken record in her brain.

So many laughing, melancholy, cheerful and obedient moments they had… the four of them…

"Ethan, Kyle…. Me and you…."

She wept.

It was then; a half-blood came over to the two of them. A half-blood from Camp Half-Blood, the detestable pests who killed her best friends.

The child leaned down towards Craig's corpse, he leaned to take his wrists but Naminé slapped his hands away.

"Don't touch him!"

She barked, the half-blood seemed unfazed by this.

"I have to check his…"

"HE IS DEAD, OK?!"

She snapped. The half-blood did a double-take and made a signal towards some other people standing somewhere else. They rushed over and held Naminé back as the first half blood took Craig's body away.

Her eyes widen in anger, the scythe charm clattered to the ground beside her. The half-bloods shook with terror, but that didn't seem to faze Naminé, she just started to scream at the one taking Craig's body away from her

"DON'T you dare TOUCH him, you INSOLENT STUPID GOOD FOR NOTHING, boy!"

She trashed around violently and cussed at the boy.

"CURSE YOU!!! CURSE YOU AND YOUR STUPID STUPID LITTLE FAMILY!!!"

She growled. When the boy was out of sight, the half-bloods who held her let go and ran away as fast as they could. Naminé yelled in frustration and thrust her sword into a nearby tree. The tree nymph; who resided in the tree, screamed and turned into dust.

"ARGHHH!!!!"

She grunted loudly, throwing her sword into the ground. She fell to her knees and started to sob with loud exasperated breaths.

"Craig!"

She wailed. She punched the ground madly.

"Craig…!"

"this time you… take care and know that… it's never… too… late"

She gasped as an imaginary light-bulb brightened in her mind. She pulled the sword of the ground and started to run. She ran and crashed into other campers. She grunted, pushed them aside and continued to run. She ran and fell over the carcases of those who she once knew of. She sighed, lifted herself up and continued running again.

She ran until she reached a certain giant hotel building. A giant marble statue of a woman holding a fruit basket was muttering curses at all of the bikes/motorcycles/scooters parked in front of her.

"Pompona."

She whispered. Pompona snapped her head at her furiously but she realized that she wasn't here so she could look after her bike.

"State your business, half blood"

"I need a scooter."

Pompona's eyes went wide as she recognized the voice

"Ah! Naminé! It's you! Yes, yes! Take that one"

She pointed at a Harley Davidson. Naminé's eyes almost bulged out of its circuits. But she knew that she didn't have time to waste, carefully she dragged the Harley-Davidson out onto the streets.

"Thank you Pompona, thanks for supporting Kronos"

Pompona merely smiled as the girl drove off.

At 110 miles per hour, she entered the highway and dodged past cars as quickly as she could.

I hope the police aren't after me right now, hopefully the mist covers up for me and they could see some kind of deer or something, she thought to herself.

She took the exit to Fairview and drove until she reached North Hudson Park (still at 110 miles per hour). When the sound of sirens embedded itself into her ear, she finally reached her destination and jumped off the Harley Davidson without even hitting the brakes. Stripping off her armour to gain more running speed, she raced the wind into the most tree populated part of the park.

The sound of guard dogs roared behind her and she dropped to her knees.

She had to do it now, without saying goodbye to anything.

Quietly she muttered

"O goddess of memory, accept my offering"

She took her sword out and laid it on her palms; presenting it to the forested skies

"Please Mnemosyne; mother of the nine muses, goddess of memory. I wish to forget my sins, to forget that I ever joined Kronos. Please, o goddess of Memory, accept my offering."

She hesitated but quickly gripped the blade of her sword with her left palm. Blood trickled down her fist as she slid her hand up to the hilt making the sword blood red. Behind her; the sound of guard dogs and sirens grew louder and louder.

Her head grew dizzy, and her eyelids fluttered. She wondered if she did the ritual wrong, she wondered if she mistaken the ritual of amnesia for the ritual of death (sacrifice to Thanatos or Hades).

Her blood made a small puddle on the ground as she felt a warm spring breeze past by her

"Your wish has been granted, child"

It whispered, Naminé broke into tears of happiness.

"I did the right thing… I'm going to forget…"

She cried. Her eyelids closing; growing heavier and heavier every second.

"Sleep child of Hebe, sleep and wake up knowing that you escaped the dangers the humans threaten you with. Sleep, Naminé Jiang"

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