Heyyyy It's Alina. My first fanfic so please r&r so i know if i'm any good! KK Bye Now :)
(PS. I DON'T OWN PJO, THO I WISH I DID!)
Prologue
I had been trudging along the rocky mountain path for days, seeing through the blinding rain, sleet, snow and whatever else fell from the sky. Walking when my wings were too tired, or wet, to fly and trying to find a suitable shelter under every tree, rock, or overhang of the majestic grey mountains. The beauty was breathtaking, I'm sure, when it there wasn't anything falling from the cloudy skies, but I'm more concerned on the sights inside my head. Something about me before we move on, I see things, from the future or the past and sometimes even the present. I should have seen what was coming, the events in the near future that changed my 4000 year life forever. Goodbye to a world that I once knew, and hello to Avagard.
Chapter 1
Through the freezing rain I saw a tiny wooden sign nailed to the tree trunk of an ancient olive tree next to an almost invisible path. It was clear no one had used it for decades. Avagard-population 200 the sign read. I hadn't seen a town for months, I was living on nuts, olives, and rainwater and my clothes were a sorry sight. I could use a fresh outfit and some supplies and then be on my way, right? Wrong. You see, there was a certain person in that wondrous village that caught my eye, and for the first time in 3984 years I felt like a part of something. I felt love. I make my way through the narrow path, and as I turn the mountain side, I feel the sun on my face as I begin a steep decline to the valley below. As I make the jump to each rock below the next, the butterflies in my stomach beat their wings faster, until finally I reach the bottom and the butterflies wings are now a single hum. I make my way towards the village, counting my steps until I reach an arbor covered with ivy and white lilies. I go through the arbor and look up from my feet, but when I do I stifle a gasp.
It's so beautiful. Houses arranged perfectly around the most beautiful fountain I've ever seen bursted with amzing colors and the rich brick colors of the ground added a perfect compliment to the beautiful scene. And the people were just so… so perfect! So loving and kind, which made me wonder. What are they hiding? Pushing that thought out of my mind, I walk up to the fountain to wash my face. On my way up I bump into the most GORGEOUS guy in the world. Ever so slightly tousled black hair and eyes as green and as hypnotizing as the sea. I could tell he was as lost in my stormy grey ones as soon as we locked gazes. Heat rises to my cheeks as I realize how god awful I must look, but apparently he has different ideas.
"You're beautiful" he whispers before turning away. A tear runs down my cheek as I come to the realization that it's the first time anyone has ever said that to me. I wash my face and let the droplets run down my cheeks, before finding a small but elegant building marked Hotel to crash for the night. I fall asleep looking at the clear, starry night. It's so far away from a small village nestled between to majestic mountains that stretch endlessly towards the sky.
