Okay, that did it.

The fates absolutely despised her.

And she had no idea what she'd even done!

Well. She knew her luck wouldn't last for long.

For the last few weeks, or months, she had stopped feeling lonely and isolated, and and started feeling happy, for once, and almost like she had a reason to live. Now that was all gone.

Usually, she would start talking to her self, and then have an argument with herself, (usually losing) which ended up with her throwing stuff everywhere, then suddenly sitting down and bursting randomly into tears. That 'habit' had stopped; instead it meant taking care of it, being responsible, even if it meant her gardens usually ended up looking like it had been through an earthquake and in flames.

Care of it... no, her.

Family was something she had wanted for years and years. Her father had technically betrayed and her mother... she forgot.

Her life just sucked.

And then it changed. To something better, something she deserved.

Until she came back.

Gaea.

It was one dark evening, as a dark blue blanket covered the sky and all was quiet.

She had put the young one to sleep.

She stared again at the sea, her clothes dirty with mud, and soil literally painted on her arms.

Then she felt it.

The same presence she felt before.

"Oh no no no" She whispered.

Her long, flawless fingers dug into the earth, as her frustration fell upon her face.

She braced herself for whatever was going to happen to her.

"Gods, when do I get a rest?"

Suddenly, the ground rumbled again. She could almost feeling the power running through it. Gaea seemed to have gotten a lot more powerful. That thought really didn't help.

Quickly, she shot to her feet and ran back to her gardens.

BANG!

"Never mind, " She mumbled, "Not like it took me years of work."

The floor burned her bare feet, and the smoke in the air suffocated her. Her breathing seemed to slow down.

Something disintregated and burned into ashes in front of her. She squinted her eyes to see properly. Smoke surrounded the...thing.

The creature was amazingly big, towering over her, like it could squish her with its little toe.

Oh.

A giant. Kids of Gaea.

Wonderful.

It spoke, in a thundering voice, "You disobeyed our mother. For this you shall pay. You will come with us and work for her. Away from your home."

She might have, if Gaea wasn't all: I'm going to turn you into a human kebab if you don't obey. Maybe.

Nah.

The giant's arms reached out to grab her, but she easily dodged it, then pushed a tree, which hung on an edge. The tree hit the giant, causing a diversion.

"Sorry! I'l think about it. ... Actually, no thanks! Maybe, in a ... million years?" She called out as she ran.

Her heart skipped a beat as she remembered the child. And she knew what to do.

Did Gaea know? If she did...

She forced herself to not think about it.

She could hear the terrifying voice above her,

"I warned you that you could regret your decision..."

Cursing, she picked up her speed, as the trees burned down. The remains covered her eyes, blinding her.

She burst into the cave, and scanned around for the child. The explosions could still be heard in the background; everything was all ruined.

All because Gaea wanted her to work for her and she refused.

Coughing, she stumbled to see that the child was all right.

Gaea didn't know... thank the gods.

Fingers trembling with anxiety, she grabbed the closest piece of cloth and wrapped the sleeping, innocent kid with it. Slowly, she placed it in the same magical basket which had carried the child here.

Hugging it to her chest, she cautiously hurried to the sea.

It was a light blue, and crimson with the reflections of the terror .

Shaking, she kneeled down and placed the basket carefully on the waters. She blessed it to where the destination was. Biting her lip to stop the tears, she looked up at the sky, almost conveying a message.

"May Neptune protect you," she whispered and kissed her softly on the cheek.

Rising, she spun around, as the waters carried the basket away.

She wasn't going to be scared of Gaea. She was fed up. She was powerful. She would help destroy her.

And with that, she walked into the flames.