Julia. That was her name. Since the age of four she had helped the statues of Terminus, confiscating weapons, moving rocks that were in the wrong place, and generally doing everything that involved hands, as Terminus had none. It was a fun job, at least when she was young.
She was 14 now, and she still didn't know her parentage.
She remembered when she was sent to camp.
Her four-year-old world had turned upside down.
She had turned four the day before, and she vaguely recalled monsters. She wanted her parents, she wanted to go home. But suddenly she couldn't remember her mom or her dad, or even her own house, only her name: Julia.
And Julia had no idea what was going on. She had been sent to Lupa, but what happened was curious, very curious.
The wolf goddess had taken one look at Julia, and (this Julia remembered clearly) said to her chaperone, an odd man who said nothing but just observed, "This one does not need training. When she is claimed, she will know. Take her to Camp Jupiter, and remember this: she will be the downfall or the savior of Rome someday, as she- she is more powerful than us all."
On that note, the silent chaperone took her to Camp Jupiter.
Julia remembered being put in front of the praetors, and how nervous she was. Something else odd happened: she found a letter in her pocket. It certainly hadn't been there before. She confusedly handed it to the praetors.
They read it quickly, their expressions turning dark. Before she knew what was happening, she was being carted off to New Rome, and was placed with her new demigod foster parents. She recalled her first glimpse of Terminus, and how exciting he was: a talking statue! She squealed with joy, and her new foster parents decided to let her work for him.
She was 14. And she wanted to see the world.
All her life, well, as long as she could remember, she had been trapped in New Rome, working for a statue. She didn't need to work for the legion, as she- she was a special case.
She had lived through the Second Titan War and the Second Giant War. She had seen battles, heck, she had almost been murdered once by a giant. It wasn't like life in Rome was boring, but it was... well, it actually was boring, at least now.
Wake up, go to school, conjugate Latin verbs, have lunch, go to Terminus, confiscate weapons, move inanimate objects, go home, sleep. She didn't have any friends to hang out with, as she was known as 'the Terminus girl' or 'that girl who works for that statue'.
Julia wanted two things:
A quest,
And a claiming.
