Okay so this is my re-write and I really hope you enjoy it!
To think that I would be in the USA right now is highly unbelievable, especially since I've come from London. I also didn't expect to be attacked by an empousai right outside of camp borders, so all in all, this trip wasn't exactly business class. Let me introduce myself.
My name is Kristin and I have no last name for reasons I cannot explain to you right now. I am the first child of Poseidon he had after the oath with the Big Three, which may be a surprise to you. You see Poseidon doesn't like to revisit his past as I was his first "mistake".
All you need to know is that Percy came along and I was long forgotten. Anyway, enough with my past, let's get onto the present. The empusai creeped up behind me and slashed its talons against my back.
It didn't hurt, if tha'ts what you were wondering; I guess I'm just used to pain. On instinct, I used my senses to "feel" where the demon lady was so I could kill the thing and send it packing to Tartarus.
Hearing a slight scuffle behind me, I swung my sword in a wide arc and saw that I had injured the monster. It pleased me knowing that ,over time, my skills with a sword have been increased thanks to Brunner who I now know as Chiron.
My past with him goes way back when he visited England for a one of my P.E lessons in school ,but without him, I wouldn't be alive and kicking today.
Sometimes I wonder if the world would be better without me in it, since nobody seemed to give a damn about the forgotten child. It felt as though the whole world had turned it back against me and shunned me into a dark silence where there was no light and comfort. No one to kiss me goodnight and assure me that everything was fine, no one to say that they loved me.
I grew up being rejected, the one that no one dared to go up to me in school. Some say my eyes held so much pain and misery in them whilst others saw a monster trapped in a cage waiting to be set free. A beast that couldn't be tamed and was hungry for revenge.
My face was well sculpted, I guess, high cheek-bones, chocolate brown eyes and hair and even the "lushest of lips" according to the schools playboy, Dave.
A shriek cut me out of my train of thoughts and I caught a glimpse of the empousai turning to dust; gold might I add.
It wasn't like a sickly gold though, it looked more like real gold that had been turned to sand. Dull yet it held so much power and richness.
Sighing, my feet trudged up to the camps boarder and I turned to the first person I saw.
"Hi, I was wondering if you could tell me where Chiro-" My pause wasn't intentional. But when I saw the boy's eyes, I couldn't help myself. It was him. The boy who turned my family against me.
I wanted to feel anger, even hatred for this boy because of what he'd done but I just couldn't; I doubt he even knew who I was.
His sea-green eyes widened in surprise at my British accent, but that's expected I guess- hardly anyone hears of a British demigod in the US.
"He's over there in the big house, the big blue one towards the far left."
His voice was deeper than I had imagined but it also help some sort of pain like he'd seen all kinds of things that could scar a person both mentally and physically. If only I had know what he went through before I said what I said...
Keeping my head down, I walked up the wooden stairs to the blue door and knocked hard and loud, like I normally would. My confidence wavered a bit since this was my first time abroad, and also the first time I had actually seen Brunner since that P.E lesson.
You see, I wasn't normally like this, there was a collection of people who understood me, really got me. They were the only people to see a different side to what everybody else saw.
I was usually bubbly, chatty, smiley and somewhat confident but now I felt as like a mouse in a field of elephants.
Chiron opened the door and took one look at my figure and tilted head before rushing me inside.
"Ah Kristin, long time no see, how have you been doing these past few years?"
His voice sounded genuinely happy like he could see the silver lining to every grey cloud in the sky. He didn't know about my life or my troubles. Nobody did. They only knew the lies.
"Great I guess, though a bit of ambrosia might be nice since an empousai granted me the decency of slashing my back."
Chiron was one of the few to see the real me, the actually living girl. We both got on really well, though I still held a grudge on him for leaving me so soon- too soon if you asked me.
Pulling some of the godly food from a drawer nearby, he looked into my eyes and they seemed to stare right into my soul, as though he could see everything i'd been trying to hide from everyone the last few years.
"So what brings you here then?" He smiled at me but his eyes said something else. They were questioning and was that worry?
"I've been having these dreams, ones about a man whispering to be to be prepared for a war. I don't know what its all about though," I said through a mouthful of ambrosia. That of course was a lie and Chiron seemed to know that too but he didn't push. Instead, he told me to go and get some fresh air to help clear my head.
Somehow, my body manoeuvred me to the training area where I decapitatied dummy after dummy. My heart was racing and I felt sweat dripping from my forehead.
"What did those dummies ever do to you?" A cheerful voice asked.
I whipped my head around as soon as I heard his voice but I didn't want him to be here right now, I wanted him to go away, to leave me alone.
But of course, of all people, Percy Jackson, my brother, just had to stop by and say hello.
Okay guys so this is my re-write and I seriously hope you guys will enjoy this a lot more than you did for my other one. I feel that my writing was rubbish and I didn't really like how I started it. A big thanks to you all for supporting me and a huge thanks to imashadowhunterdemigoddivergent for betaing my story and sticking with me for this one. So er yeah, I hope you like it!