Main character Bio

Name: Clarity "Cara" Jean Anderson Age:15 Dad:Apollo Birthday: June 21rst Eye color: Sky blue Hair: White blonde and Curly usually under a hat or beanie or in a ponytail From: New York City Mom: Kelly Anderson Fav color: crayon red

Authors notes: Cara is a 15 year old archery and Violin prodigy. She grew up poor in New York City and was friends With Percy Jackson, who she still talks to. She's Funny and Sarcastic but has a bad habit of never sharing her true thoughts. Mr. Brunner took her in at age 7 as her Archery Coach. He was absent for several years before finally coming back to teach her again. Her Mom is an archaeologist who's friends with Dr. Chase and knows Tristan McLean due to some research He had done on THE KING OF SPARTA.

Cara's Day could not get any worse. First, The plane had a delay on the way to New Orleans. Then Cara's so called friend drags her into the woods armed only with this wired knife she... Ahem "borrowed"... from Mr. Brunner (Maybe it was bronze?) at 3 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING because she "Heard a strange noise. that could be dangerous." BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU DO. CHECK OUT A STRANGE NOISE IN AN UNFAMILIAR CITY. GOOD. FUCKING. JOB.

Cara grumbled under her breath as they walked, clutching the knife in her left hand.

"How much farther, Alexandria?" Cara whined. She need sleep if she was going to win that archery competition tomorrow. Not that it would be any trouble. She was a damn prodigy for gods sake. She would win as long as she didn't over sleep.

"It's up ahead darling!" Alexandria called. If Cara had been awake, she would have noticed that something was wrong. Alexandria was a L.A. native. Stereo-typical Cali girl. And she DID NOT sound like a Victorian Duchess.

Alexandria stopped abruptly.

"Ow watch it asshat!" Cara yelped as she ran into her. "What did ya' bring me here for?" She asked, Rubbing her forehead. Alexandria turned and smiled sweetly.

"Why, only to give you what's coming to you dear!" Alexandria spread her arms as if she was giving Cara a generous offer. Cara froze.

"What's coming to me?" Cara asked nervously, suddenly wide awake.

"Oh you know," Alexandria said casually as she inspected her nails, "You're impending doom."

Cara Began to back away slowly. "Ohhh- kay Alexandria. It's obvious that you've gone crazy, Maybe had some red meat or something-"

"Oh I'll have red meat, alright! It will be red meat torn from you!" Alexandria began to change as she talked. Her skin stretched into a grotesque yet beautiful features. Her eyes narrowed and her cheek bones became more prominent. Her once curly brown hair became mane of white hot flickering flames. Her dark skin became the color of an ashen gray. Her legs shimmered; one became a metal leg the color of Brunner's knife; the other transformed into the leg of a donkey. And the most horrible change of all was her canines. They grew and expanded until they overlapped Alexandria's bottom lip.

"Wh-What the FUCK are you?!" Cara screamed stumbling backwards.

"If you had made it to you're silly little camp, demigod, you might have learned that I am an empusa. Sadly, You wont get the chance." Alexandria moved forward inch by inch, her mismatched feet echoing in the darkness of the Louisiana pavement. Clop thunk. Clop thunk. Clop thunk.

Cara held out the knife in front of her. "Stay back! I will fucking cut you!"

"How cute! To bad you can't actually fight half-blood!" Alexandria purred getting closer and closer. Clop thunk. Clop thunk.

"True. I can't Fight. But do you know what I CAN do?"

The empusa stopped and cocked her head. "And what might that be foolish demigod?"

"I can GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!" Cara turned and bolted down the dark street, back the way she came. Help. She need help. But who could she trust to help at all times no matter how crippled they were?

Brunner. She thought. She turned down an alleyway. Memorizing that map had proven useful after all. She jumped up on a trash bin and began to climb the old crumbling wall. But as soon she pulled her self on to the roof , The empusa jumped on top of her and slammed her down. A sharp pain immediately appeared into her right arm.

"Surrender!" The demon hissed.

"When Hell freezes over!" Cara shot back. There was a whizzing sound over Cara's head, A screech of pain, and then suddenly, Alexandria was replaced by a heap of yellowish dust. Cara Rolled over coughing. Her right arm throbbed in protest. Broken. Defiantly broken. Beautiful. Just Beautiful.

"You okay?" Said the male voice in front of her. Cara struggled to stand and turn. PAINOWOWOWPAINWHATTHEFUCKPAIN Cara's mind screamed.

"Oh I am GREAT. Except the facts that IT'S 3 AM, DARK OUT, HOTTER THAN HELL, MY FRIEND TURNED OUT TO BE DEMON WHO WANTED TO EAT ME, AND MY ARM IS BROKEN. Other than that I'm fine." Cara's Self defense of automatic sarcasm was going into over drive. The boy who was the victim to Cara's "Secret Power" as she called it was tall and athletic looking. He was tan and had sandy blonde hair. His Sky blue eyes were exactly like Cara's. He Had a bow in his hand and a quiver full of bronze arrows. He wore a Orange shirt and Cargo shorts.

Cara tried to stand, but fell over immediately. the world was spinning and growing dark. she finally noticed how shallow her breathing was. The boy was shouting as she fell, slipping further and further into a dream like state, finally losing consciousness.

As she left the world of the awoken, Cara asked if this night was too weird to be real. But it was real.

And it was only the beginning.