The Drakon of the North

Chapter 1

The Underworld

Have you ever wondered why all those heroes who go to the underworld and back; Hercules with Cerberus; Odysseus to learn of his fate; Aeneas to visit the spirit of his past father; and Percy Jackson who went for multiple reasons are changed.

It's a cold and dark place, those who leave unescaped are rare. I should know I spent the first ten years of my life there thanks to you know who: Miss Queen of the Cosmos: Goddess of Marriage: Hera.

My name is Luna White, yes the Werewolf, this is the part of my life that I won't tell anyone; Ethan and Nico included. Now I got this flashback the moment my par-the manias entered my mind. It was a nightmare even now a summer after my big old quest my mind is plagued by the spirits.

Ethan had met me three times before two of which has been wiped from his mind. The first time I will tell you of today, the second time was when Ethan and I got together, and lastly the time we spent together on our quest.

Now meetings 1 and 2 were erased from his mind which I hope hasn't caused him any mental prob- oh might that be why he suffers from an extreme case of my mother doesn't love me. I haven't found any reason for anyone to forget about my quest that summer -yet...

The vision started with seeing a small angelic-yeah that's what we will call it- putting a small basket Moses style, down the river Styx yeah thanks a lot I guess I can call step-grandma if she were to become an element, she would be a force of nature.

I was about five years old and guess what it turns out I was a lab experiment I was the first person she memory wiped -Hey no wonder I trouble remembering things. HERA! Well, never mind that back to the story. Umm, where was I oh right, I was five years old with no memory at all, no trinkets, nothing to tell me who I was.

Being me did I march right up to her palace and demand an explanation- well I wish yes but no I broke down and cried and I mean I cried a hell of a lot. Monsters avoided me because of my wailing. Well, up until Persphone found me and picked me up and adopted me. AGAIN LIKE MOSES. Was Hera unsure about her faith or something?

Anyway, Phersphone adopted me - hang on is that why I and Nico are close or something we both had a judgemental father- Hades immediately expected the best things from me. He sent me to spend time with ghouls and monsters to lead them into false security then slay them. Did I slay them... Well, let's just say I was a child for gods' sake. So no. He was disappointed especially when he found out I could communicate to hellhounds and Cerberus. The things they told me I will never repeat again - turns out they were spells and bad ones at that.

Some of the things that happened I won't even tell you it was terrible. As I was growing up I found another family I started disappearing from the palace for days on end. The family I lived with told me the truth - That I was a werewolf. I've hated Persphone since. She should have told me.

Then Ethan showed up. I was in the overworld about 15 years old. My relationship with Hades was futile we both gave up on each other but I still trusted him enough to head to his vampire-like cabin at camp last summer. My style back then had few differences from the one I have now - black jeans, hidden top with the faded words :

Be controlled by the moon,

Lose control,

Be controlled by your heart,

Have eternal happiness.

And yes of course it's the same one on my pocket knife. What did you expect? Back to the story. NOW! Sorry ... I was scared I had officially left Persphone to a real family that actually loved me. Except they were gone. All that was left of them was hopefully destroyed last summer.

Ethan came out of nowhere explaining to me that I would be safe if I went with him, but first I needed a little fun -I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the underworld. Which of course was a mistake. I didn't realize it until later but I was losing control of myself, I was too emotional to think.

He was surprised especially when I only spoke few words to him. We snuck into the palace dodged all the guards and headed right to the dragon's den. Actually, I would call it Drakons Den. Why you ask because there was a drakon living there. I now call it the drakon of the north because it was on the north side of the castle.

Anyway, Ethan told me to stand back. But by then it was too late my breathing grew heavy. I howled. Ethan's face was the last thing I remembered until I woke up surrounded by blood. I wasn't sure whose but it was definitely blood.

Ethan had some sort of grudge against Persphone which allowed me to help persuade him to allow me to dig up her precious garden. Oh, that was so much fun. Then well you know he took me to camp. Dissed me. Then saved my life. Then we kissed. Then we got together. And lived happily ever after.

Except that last part hasn't happened just yet. Now I gotta go I spent way too much time writing this Ethans getting suspicious.

Bye for now and have a paw-some day.