My name's Azure-I was named for the colour of the sky. Strange, being the daughter of the god of the sea and all that. I was born seventeen years ago, in Las Vegas to a single mom who would love me forever. I grew up surrounded by the gods who thought that I was the one born to fulfil the great prophecy, but no. Turns out that males take priority, so whilst I was being prepared to fight to the death, Percy-amazing-Jackson was the one fighting Kronos and getting all the glory. I was the one working on the inside.
Those countless demigods? I was one of them, risking my stupid life every day to make sure that Olympus won. Not Percy Jackson, but Olympus. He really is an idiot, using his spine as his Achilles heel? At least choose somewhere obscure-like say your spleen? That's where I chose, when I went there.
And now I'm on the run again. Whilst dodging harpies and Cyclopes, I've discovered that there is more than one Minotaur. No-one wants me what, with the disaster I bring, I belong to no-one. I'm forgotten by Olympus, revelling in their new golden boy and girl. Not even the sea will take me now.
So I think it's time.
Time to find Camp Half Blood.