A blond-haired girl was born, around the time of the beginning the Titan War. Though, technically, hers wasn't the normal birth.
Shane was your normal male model... Heck, he wasn't even that. He was the owner of a Model company... Shane's Styles for the Naturally Beautiful. He was semi-famous, the man who could afford expensive commercials, a mansion, and lots of women. Needless to say, he wasn't your most faithful boyfriend... Part of the reason he never got married. He knew that if he got really serious about love, if he got married, he'd stay committed... And that was not something John General Shane was interested in. No, he was interested in the fling, the sha-zam! the exhilaration of having complete control over his chaotic life.

He had started out as the son of two successful business people... His father owned the Model company before him, and his mother was powerful lawyer. Both had died in Shane's late twenties/early thirties, and he continued his father's footsteps... But he wouldn't get married. Of course he had the occasional child, but over ten years of business and money, he couldn't possibly get tied down with a wife! Most of his kids were living with their mothers, anyway.

However, Cassandra was a different story.

Late in his modeling years, he met a very pretty lady working in a coffee shop... A lady who was too beautiful to describe. She had dark blonde hair, the nicest shade of makeup, and her figure and everything was too beautiful for Shane. Embarrassed and frustrated, he poured out all his feelings to his friend via the phone.

"Hey." Shane stated out. "So I met this really beautiful lady working at a coffee shop."

"Okay." His friend blinked.

"And she's gorgeous."

"Mhm."

"And I don't know what to do!"

"Dude." His friend replied. "You should hire her, you idiot!"

"Oh yeah!" Shane exclaimed. "Right. I can do that. Ha-ha. Silly me! Why didn't I think of that? I'll do that right away."

"Okay. And can you pick up a pizza? I'm spending the night at your house." His friend asked.

"Did Shauna lock you out again?" Shane sighed

"Yeah."
"Bummer. See you later." Being the cool, rich guy that he was, Shane walked right back up the the counter and flirted woth the pretty blonde lady. "Hey, I'm John Shane... I run this really famous modeling company."

"Omg!" The woman bounced on her toes. "Shane's Styles for the Naturally Beautiful? Can I get your autograph?""

"Not exactly." He winked. "But I think you'd be perfect for this open spot we have in next week's session. Here's my business card, and if you can swing by my mansion sometime tonight..." Here he winked again. If he'd payed closer attention, he would have noticed a small glowing belt holding up her tight jeans. But he was too busy studying her soft lips.

"Oh my gods." The lady exclaimed. "I'm Lyssa, by the way. I'll be there... Be sure of that, handsome." When she called him handsome, he felt weird... All tingly in his toes. It just so happened that the shoot they were doing the next week was on the Greek gods, and he had his mind on a particular role for this new lady... Aphrodite.

That night, Lyssa met Joe, Shane's friend. He knew when to leave, though, and that night one thing led to another with Lyssa and Shane...

Time Skip, one week

Two hours before the shoot, Lyssa finally showed up. Smirking at all the ladies and flirting with the gents, she finally made her way to Shane, her new boyfriend. Smiling, she whispered into this ear, "Honey, I have something to show you." His heart beating rapidly, he followed her inrto his office, locking the door behind him.

"There's no easy was to tell you this." She said huskily, instantly turning him on. 'But all those Greek Mythology things? They're true. I'm Aphrodite."

"What?" He spluttered, spilling coffee everywhere.

"Really." Stripping away the Mist, she showed him her goddess-ness.

However, at this point, John General Shane began to get nervous. "Um." He began anxiously. "Won't Ares be mad and stuff?"

"Oh, probably!" She agreed cheerfully. "But, honey, I'm also pregnant." Shane spilled more coffee. "Don't worry, I'll leave after the shoot so Ares won't be suspicious. I'll send down the baby so you can raise it, okay!?"

"What if Ares finds out?" Shane wasn't happy about his amazing girlfriend anymore. Of course, he was honored beyond measure that he had caught the eye of the goddess of Love, but..

"He won't." Aphrodite promised. "Now, I've got to get onstage. Totaloo!" With a toss of her gorgeous hair, she left the room, unlocking the door and tossing him the key. He performed Ares with Aphrodite, and she was perfect with her part... Mostly because she was her part. After the whole shoot was over, she bade him a cheerful goodbye before dissolving into Mist.

Months later, a little bundle appeared on his bed, a bundle with a note. When Shane walked in, doves carried it in through his window and flew back out again. The note read:

Hey, honey. This is from Aphrodite. Our daughter's name is Cassandra, you can call her Cass for short. When she's thirteen, you should tell her the truth about her mother and send her off to Camp Half-blood, if satyrs haven't found her already. Totaloo! Have fun raising her!

"Can't back out now." Shane muttered. Casting a baleful look at the child who was most likely going to make his life a living hell, he turned back the covers and stared at the one-month old baby. "Hello, Cassandra. I'm your daddy."

Sup, guys? BonnieSilver888 here. This is a short story, five chapters... Ten at the most. This was one of my PJO fanfiction ideas! R&R. And don't forget to fill out the poll of my profile page!