?'s POV

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This is an OC story, placed in the Percy Jackson Universe. Canon characters will appear.

Story cover will be made soon.

Ehh, to be honest, none of us knew that there was such things as 'demigods' or 'monsters' five years ago.

This story is starting out great already! (Not)

Anyways, turn back while you can.

If you think you're having a normal life, great! Wonderful for you. Just wonderful.

I just don't ask anyone to have the life we did. Our life sucks.

Ha, laughing? That wasn't a joke.

But if you think you might be relating to this current situation, throw your phone or whatever you're reading this on across the room, and leave it there where you'll never have to see it again.

Please.

For the sake of your sanity.

But, uh, if you don't care about your sanity, go ahead, your funeral. I'll just go place the dead rose on your grave then dance on it, saying, 'I TOLD YA SO I TOLD YA SO'

Preparing to throw your device across your room? Thought so.

Anyways, back to the point!

It all started when I had finished an argument with the orphanage ruler-

Wait. Did I forget to tell you that my cousins and I were orphans? Whoops.

Anyways, let's continue!

~ 4 Years Ago(?) ~

"Everyone here sucks! EVEN THOSE QUIET KIDS THAT DO NOTHING BUT LOOK AT PEOPLE THAT PASS BY THEM! Except you two. You both suck more." Lucy said. 'Sister' relationships go a long way.

Really, we weren't sisters. (No dur) We were just really good friends. Lucy, who've you've already met, and Thalassa. We call her Thal.

And I'm Ciel. (Again, no dur)

"Gee, thanks."

"No problem."

"You two are so childish." (Y'know what's ironic? Aquarius is younger than Lucy, who is the oldest)

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I'M CHILDISH?!" I said, having a childish tantrum.

Aqua only continued to read her book. She always reads. This time, it's one with some dude surrounded by water with some trident or something in the background. She started reading that a month ago, but she still wasn't finished with it. She was barely on the 13th chapter. I tried stealing it from her to piss it off, but she grabbed it back and hit me with it. It hurt. A lot.

"Ow!" I yelled.

"That's what you get."

Why are we in an orphanage, you ask? Oh, you didn't ask? Too bad.

Each of our parents died one way or another. At least, only one of them. Except for, err, Lucy. Her mother remarried. She doesn't like to talk about it.

Aqua's mom died of lung cancer. She smoked a lot.

And my mom?

Never met her. The orphanage workers claim that I just showed up in a cradle-like box one day when it was all stormy and rainy outside. No one else.

All of the kids in the orphanage were either annoying, creepy, or both. And the orphanage workers were either grumpy or overly-cheerful. Either way, they want their paycheck.

Hardly anyone gets adopted here. It's a rundown orphanage packed with rowdy kids, I don't blame them.

Then I took back those words when an orphanage worker suddenly came in.

"Come out, someone wants to adopt you three."

That moment changed all of our lives forever. Or maybe it happened when we were born, who knows.

And I'm not sure if it was a good change, or the complete opposite.