AN: Hey, so here is the next chapter. I want to thank everyone for their reviews. Now before I begin I want to mention one review in particular from a guest, TooLazyTooLogin.
I first, don't want to offend them, as the review wasn't a flame in my opinion and I appreciate their opinion, but I want to point out now that Danae is not a Mary-Sue.
I am aware that she could come off as one just by the summery. You'll notice that it says seemingly perfect warrior, not that she is perfect. Also, at the moment of the first chapter you really don't know anything about her, she's a baby. Danae won't be all powerful, she's gonna have her flaws.
one of the biggest being her fatal flaw which is unique as it's her stubbornness in a way. She holds on to things done to her, she'll try her hardest to blame anyone but herself. Right now I hardly know Danae's personality, I've only gotten to the third chapter on paper. The fourth in the works and how it'll end.
As for a dark past...unfortunately being in the world of demigods it's sort of impossible to avoid them having a crappy past. From what I understand eight out of ten demigods won't have the best home life or past. Just look at Luke, Thalia or Annabeth for examples of that. We don't really know much about the other campers past, but most are year rounders which leads one to believe it wasn't that great.
But hopefully whatever led anyone to think she was going to be anything like a Mary-Sue can rest assured I'm not aiming to let that happen. She's just a demigod with a bad past and issues with her family. Possibly a bit of a sociopathic personality at times, or at least that's how it might seem at times. Like I said, Danae's personality is pretty much writing itself as I go along.
I just wanted to get that out, to clear some things up.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter. It's not exactly the happiest, nor are the next two or three. they're mostly to help understand what happened to make Danae the person she grows up to be.
Sea, Wisdom, and Thieves.
Chapter 2 : The Storm.
Danae stared at her parents teary eyed. She didn't want them to go. So what if the gods wanted them to lead this quest? It was dangerous, that was the reason they were sending two elder demigods with the three chosen for the quest in the first place.
She had a bad feeling in her gut and Danae always trusted her gut feelings. She may have only been seven but monsters were attracted to her potent scent, a combined smell of the sea and wisdom.
Sawyer, her little brother would begin having the same problem in coming years. Part of her problem with monsters she thought had to be the gods. She knew Hera hated her guts and most of the Olympians were not fond of her either. That was fine, two could play at that game.
"We have to go Danae," Percy said, crouching to the same level as his blonde daughter.
"We will be home for dinner in five days. Promise," Annabeth assured, smiling at her.
Danae sniffled, holding her stuffed seahorse close. Her father had given it to her when she was one. She stood in front of her grandma Sally. The older woman looked a bit worried as well, but Sally was putting up a brave face for her grandkids. Sawyer was in her arms, being only two years old.
"They'll be fine firefly, promise," Sally tried to assure her granddaughter, seeing the lack of success her daughter-in-law and son seemed to be having.
Danae nodded stiffly and Percy and Annabeth hugged their daughter, and kissed their son's forehead goodbye before they turned and left.
Danae couldn't stop the tears that fell. Something would go wrong, she could just feel it.
The next few days were sort of a blur of time and color. Two days into their stay at their grandma's a hellhound attacked at the park. Thankfully Danae had been given her own weapon – a long elegant sword that resembled her fathers.
Her sword had the same properties as Riptide, that she could never loose it and it came back to her but it took the form of a bracelet, not a ballpoint pen.
She didn't have much training, being only seven, but it hadn't taken her long to kill the hellhound. She'd been learning from her parents for about half a year now, since she had turned six, but she'd been watching her parents train for years now.
Sally hadn't taken them far from home after that. Her aunts, Julie and Gemma seemed to think it was awesome though. Both girls had inherited Sally's ability to see through the mist, being twins what one had gained the other had as well.
The night before her parents were to return she had a nightmare. One that was so real she woke up crying.
There were monsters surrounding them. Hellhounds, Sphinxes, cyclopes, giant cannibals. She even spotted a chimera. Her parents stood side by side, the three teen demigods stood fearfully around, but mostly behind them.
It occurred to Danae that the three young demigods must have never been put in this situation before.
Percy swore. "Go! You three go and complete the quest, we'll hold them off!"
"But..." one of the teens began only to meet by harsh glares.
She knew it well, she'd seen it often enough when she was in trouble. She wanted to scream at the younger demigods, to stay and help her parents. They didn't though, they ran off, fighting monsters who got in their way.
"You ready for this Wise Girl?" her father asked, Riptide gleaming in his hand. Her mother smiled at him and nodded.
"Always, Seaweed Brain."
Then the fight began.
At first her parents were winning, slashing apart monsters together, avoiding a few close calls. By the time they began to tire out they had rips in their clothes from monsters who almost had them and small cuts she could see.
Then her father made a mistake and a monster broke through, slashing his leg deeply out from under him. Danae screamed.
She saw him fall to one knee and then the monsters took their opening. A hellhound sunk it's teeth into his shoulder and her mother screamed and left the sphinx she was fighting to help him.
Danae saw it before her mother or father did, how vulnerable this left her mother's back to the vengeful sphinx.
They were both badly injured now and weaponless. Riptide would return but her father, but her mother's dagger wouldn't. Danae screamed and cried as the monsters attacked pretty much taring her parents apart.
Logically, she knew no matter how much she screamed or cried it wouldn't help her parents.
Blood was everywhere and by the time the younger demigods returned to help, her parents laid on their fronts, nearly every inch of them bloody and facing each other. Their hands intertwined, wedding rings gleaming in the light.
"Oh gods!" one of the girls gasped as she spotted them.
The three remaining demigods defeated the remaining monsters and the dream ended with her parents death, their eyes gazing into each others blankly.
Sally burst into her son's old room where Danae slept. Her granddaughter's screams and cries waking her and Paul. Paul had gone to check on Sawyer while she handled Danae.
Sally saw her granddaughter sitting up in bed, her knees drawn to her chin and wet tears falling from her sea green/gray eyes.
"Danae, what's wrong?" Sally asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed beside the girl.
Danae looked over at her with red puffy eyes and for as long as she'd live Sally would never forget her next words.
"Mommy and Daddy aren't coming home."
Sally's heart nearly stopped and Danae continued to cry.