I am Thalia, daughter of Zeus. General of the Light. And currently, I am listening to Slipknot. I don't know why that is relevant, but a lot of people think it's weird that a warrior on the Light side listens to rock.
Let me be frank with you. Forget all of your preconceived nonsense about "Light" being good. We are the right side, in my perception, but then again, doesn't every side think they are right? Let me explain to you how this war began.
We'll start with the traditional story of the Greek hero. Zeus saw my mom, a famous actress, and couldn't keep it in his pants. Twice. So, my brother and I were raised by a drunkard mother whose acting career fell apart when she got pregnant. The two of us relied on each other, until he went missing one day. More on that later.
Without my brother around, I gave up on living with my mom. It was obvious that her relatives would always choose her over me, and despite what she repeatedly told me, my father was dead, to me at least. He had never helped me, and by all appearances, never would. So when I struck out on my own, with only a kitchen knife and a sleeping bag, I only looked back to leave my teddy bear for my mom to find, holding a note.
The note was simple; You couldn't protect me. You wouldn't be there for me. Now, I will protect myself, and you can protect yourself.
I met two demigods, both of whom are my right and left hands in the army.
On our trip to a mystic camp that a satyr informed us of, we ended up being chased by a huge army. It played out like a cliché story. I stood my ground to protect my friends and buy them time to escape, rather than let Goat Boy die, since he twisted his leg at the bottom of the hill. Looking back on it, I think I should have just let him die. He left us when Demeter and Dionysus pledged their alliances to Poseidon when he took an active stance in the war. But I digress.
Hades' army didn't kill me, as expected, but instead kidnapped me and attempted to hold me hostage in a place called the Lotus Casino. This caused my father to declare war on Hades. When I escaped using a spear, which a friendly nature spirit snuck to me, I killed a brother and sister who the creatures were grabbing. It was later that I learned that they were innocents, but it caused Hades to declare war on Light, despite the fact that he made a deal with Thantos and Taurus and brought them both back to life anyways.
Poseidon was a neutral party until his son was made prince of darkness. He claimed that the corruption of his line was cause to call for war. Light and Erath held a truce until a small platoon of Light privates attacked a Cyclops Legion, who they claimed looked suspicious. Among the lost were Jason, my long-lost brother, and Tyson, a young Cyclops that the legion was protecting. Father gave Jason to Hera, his wife, as compensation for his unfaithfulness. He was her warrior, her champion, until he was killed. This caused the war to escalade into a vicious 3-way melee.
As commander and general, I was tasked to create an elite team of warriors.
Annabeth is the youngest in our little group, but the smartest. She is our chief strategist, but she is not too free-willed. She lives in a gated state of mind where those with more power than her are always right. I am worried for her sometimes. She is a daughter of Athena.
Luke is… How do you describe Luke? Luke is cunning, vile, horrible, and hot. Totally got the bad boy vibe, knows the guitar, and his eyes… Sorry. Buiesness. Son of Hermes, he is definitely his son. Hell, he managed to steal my heart… and my wallet… and my boyfriend. Shit.
Rounding out our little army is Aera. Daughter of Apollo, Blessed by Hera, the first demigod in centuries to do so. She is weird, but in a cool way. Plus, she stops any douches from trying to talk to me. Usually with an arrow. To their groins.
So the Light side isn't nice. The Light side isn't good. Maybe Light isn't even right, but we will win. We have to.