Prologue
I hope you don't want to be a demigod, 'cause let me tell ya' folks...IT. SUCKS.
Imagine breaking a mirror and actually having seven years of bad luck...well, for a demigod, it was like breaking down a castle made of mirrors; you only have certain amount of years to live your life, so in order to restore balance for the million mirrors you broke, the normal level of bad luck multiplies itself over twenty-times.
But hey, we got cool jewelry that turns into weapons.
I remember how I hated my life before coming to Camp Half-blood, but sometimes, I couldn't help but wanting to go back to that.
True, there was ninety-nine percent chance of me not living past my thirteenth birthday if I had stayed in Rochester, but I also wouldn't be in this position, staring death right in the eye. And I'm not talking about Hades.
I'm talking about someone else.
Luke's eyes used to look at me with adoration, but now they were cold, as if his soul had left his body.
Everyday, I wish I could go back in time and make a different choice. I wish I could go back in time and yell at my stupid self to pay attention to my boyfriend. I wish I could go back in time and stop myself from falling in love.
At the same time, I wish I could go back to those happy times, sitting on the woods with Luke's head on my lap, and freeze my life there.
But time only moves forward and quick, which makes it harder to get over something and keep life's pace.
I should apologize, you must be so confused.
Allow me to introduce myself: My name is Alexandria Agapov, and my life turned upside down when my teacher tried to kill me.
I shouldn't be starting another story, but I'm too stupid to listen to my brain.
I hope you enjoyed this, and I'll try to finish the first chapter as soon as possible.
This story is a Luke/oc, and I'm seriously considering turning it into a Hades/oc eventually.
I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes, english isn't my first language. If anyone could recommend a beta, I would be forever thankful.
Have a nice day :)