They don't see me come, who can blame them?

Silena wasn't exactly sure what possessed her to attack the drakon. She wasn't exactly sure why she stole Clarisse's armour in the first place, either. Her chances of surviving the drakon were slim, but her chances of surviving Clarisse after dwindled it down to a slim zero.

There was a thought that resided in her head that maybe, just maybe the drakon would recognize her as a part of Kronos's army, and it would spare her pitiful life.

She could almost imagine what would happen. Suddenly the drakon would stop its rampage, staring at Silena with its big, spot light eyes looking down on her with pity. Pity because no matter how many lives she saved that day, they could never repay for the ones she'd already taken.

They wouldn't be able to forgive her. You can't forgive the spy.

You can't forgive a traitor.

Hey yeah, tiptoe higher

Take some time to simmer down, keep your head down low

They would never accept her back at camp. She would be shunned. Her siblings would shake their heads whenever her name was mentioned, cursing her silently, or maybe even aloud.

Because all she was now was a blemish, a blemish on the skin of Aphrodite; the information that had been drilled into her head since childhood, that was in her non-existent DNA, told her that blemishes weren't allowed to be seen. Blemishes must be destroyed.

She would be mentioned for years to come. Silena Beauregard. The traitor. She fed information to the enemy. She killed our family.

They never seem to catch my eye but I never wondered why

But... Maybe there was something she could do. Maybe there was a way she could redeem herself. Maybe.

Was it possible?

Ideas started running fast in her mind. Possibilities were cast aside, obviously too unlikely to happen.

Her brain kept coming back to one.

From your slanted view see the morning dew

Sink into the soil, watch the water boil

She watched from afar as a centaur was killed. They weren't much for fighting. But then again, was she either? A pathetic, lowly, daughter of Aphrodite.

She drew closer. Her mind came back to the plan. It was stupid. She tried to put it out of her head for a reason.

It could be it though. It could be the tide changer. It could be the difference between traitor and hero.

(And everyone wants to be a hero, right? It's bred into your very bones.)

Then suddenly she's there, and she thrust herself into the battle.

The plan's crazy.

But Silena holds her stolen spear high anyways and accepts whatever the Fates throw her way.

Like Clarisse would say, Jackson can't have all the glory.

I won't fall asleep

I won't fall asleep

[Song: Tiptoe | Imagine Dragons] I don't own the lyrics, or the characters. Hope you enjoyed it. Missing line breaks? I blame FanFiction.