Lily's POV

I woke up in a closet, well, maybe not a closet, but it was furnished you could say, like one. Clothes were everywhere! I was wearing a silky lilac dress that was tight until the knees, opening up with a spray of sequins. A mermaid dress, I thought. It was strapless and much better suited for a red carpet occasion.

I felt my hair, no circlet! I almost jumped for joy, but realized a silver chain held me to the floor. And guess what? The bracelet was still on me, my hair was still blonde and my eyes probably purple. I was taller and slimmer than I had ever been before and I had the body of a twenty-one year old. EWWW!

My hair was in an elaborate up do and I couldn't help but scream when I remembered what happened.

"Ah, so the princess has finally decided to awake, has she? No matter, conscious or not, you will serve your use. Pity you will have to go to your Uncle Hades so soon, child. Wait, you are no child, not anymore. You are just a beautiful good-for-nothing piece of jewelry like your dear Mommy," Aunt Hera said with a mocking voice and grin.

I was confused, what had I ever done to her? She was holding my circlet I looked at with dread, she walked over and evilly plopped it on my head, and then she shoved it on hard. I realized it was really all my fault, if I hadn't looked in the mirror that I would never look the way I do of be here, would I?

"Your neck looks bare, the rest of you is so dressed up," said my Aunt, startling me out of my reverie. I looked at her with hate and spite. She surprised me by looking sad and worn. Ebony hair tumbled down do her knees and her eyes were ice blue.

Ice blue?! As of the last time I saw her, her eyes were dark and cold. In a closer examination, I realized her hair was actually a chocolate brown instead of black.

"Aunt Hera? You, you changed. Your eyes and hair I mean," I whispered. She looked up and instantly morphed back to her evil looking self.

"Oh, I do, do I? I can say the same thing about you, you know. Purple eyes and blonde wavy hair? Where's that daughter of Poseidon with the emerald eyes and startling curly hair? Gone, that's what happened to you, and it's no use going back. It seems I will once again have to do my husband's job, daughter of Aphrodite," she furiously spat at me.

The names, all at once they seemed to make sense. Athena, Hermes, Aphrodite, Hades, Hera, Poseidon, where had I heard them? I went back to a childhood memory of Greek myths. They were all gods and goddesses, did that mean I was a goddess, daughter of Aphrodite and Poseidon.

"Please, please tell me, who am I? Am I a goddess? Who is my birth mother? Please, please Aunt Hera," I begged.

"You're not a goddess, yet. Your birth mother is probably Amphitrite, it was about time Poseidon have another legitimate child. Unfortunately, I just condemned you to spend eternity in that body while you were unconscious, sorry, not really," she said with a wicked smile.



So I was immortal I thought, but not a goddess. Suddenly pain crippled my mind. Knowledge, I somehow knew about a world completely and totally different that the one I was brought up in. One city stood out to me, New York City, the big apple.

Wait, eternity in that body? Immortal, or not? She said I would visit Uncle Hades, whom I realized with nausea, was the god of the dead. For an odd reason, I was filled with tranquil and peaceful thoughts. Right as I was accepting, Hera walked over to me and picked me up how you might carry a bride.

As she lifted me, I was yanked from the ground. She walked out a door and came to a bench in a park. She laid me down and melted the silver chain to the iron bench.

"Kill it," she said in a musical voice. I looked at her, she was beautiful. Auburn hair cascaded down her back and dark green eyes sparkled and smiled. Luscious lips whispered words meant to be beautiful, but were not.

I didn't know who she was talking to and then I realized, a boy with choppy black hair and my emerald eyes. A girl stood next to him, curly blonde hair and intense grey eyes, like Aunt Athena. The boy raised a sword and Aunt Hera disappeared.

The boy's name was Percy and the girl's name was Annabeth. I don't know how I knew that, but I did.

I could hear their thoughts. Percy thought, wow, is it one hideous monster or what? Annabeth's thoughts were a bit more complex.

She thought, I have never seen one such as it or heard about it. Is it like the manticore or more complex? It just lays there, could it possibly be harmless? It is possible that this is just another one of Hera's tricks or it is another monster even the gods can't conquer. In that case, why wasn't it taken to a prison? No, that isn't possible, Hera had complete control over it. Wow, Percy looks so hot.

Then Annabeth thought about complex strategies and even more complex fantasies of her and Percy, I grinned, I was all for love.

Percy raised his sword and as he brought it down I turned to the left, almost falling of the bench, he continued bringing the sword down and he brought it down hard on the silver chain. On impact, the chain disappeared.

I fell of the bench and Annabeth and Percy gasped. I looked down and saw that Hera had mercifully given me back my eleven year old body and the dress had shrunk to fit me, all PG rated.

"WHADYA DO THAT FOR? DO YOU NORMALLY GO TRYING TO DESTROY PEOPLE?! Your as bad as Hera, good day," I finished standing up and brushing myself off.

"Aphrodite? Wow, i had no idea, sorry. You looked like a fire breathing manticore that was in the process of combusting, sorry. That must have been Hera's doing," Percy got out. I shot him a dirty look and withered like a pretty little flower, quite funny actually.



"I'm not Aphrodite. She fostered me. I'm Lily, daughter of Poseidon and Amphitrite. I'm eleven and sorry I yelled, don't worry, you're forgiven," I grinned. "Under one condition, you owe me big time. That was seriously rude. Take me to play baseball," I finished.

Baseball? I thought to myself. Why not surfing or field hockey? I said the first thing that popped in my mind. Extra kudos to me cuz Percy and Annabeth looked way confused.

"Baseball? Baseball is for boys, softball is for girls like you and Annabeth," Percy said. At this, Annabeth looked really offended.

"No, softball is for losers and Lily and I are not losers, we play baseball, you play softball," Annabeth said mockingly to Percy. She held out her hand to me for a high five, I slapped it and grinned at her.

"Wait, do you have any clothes I could borrow? Trust me, I do not normally dress like this on a daily basis," I said, looking down at myself.

Annabeth replied, "No, but here is some money, a mall isn't far from here and there just happens to be a great place near the mall where we can play, it's called Camp Half-Blood. There is an athletic store at the mall too, so we can pick out some gloves, bats, and balls, they people at camp would love a good game."

I nodded and followed her towards the mall, we left Percy behind but then he ran to catch up. Percy doesn't run fast, we had to stop and wait for him. It was super boring. For the first time that day, I felt like I belonged.