Ok sorry if it makes it confusing but I am going to start to just well make the story 3rd or 1st person whenever I believe that it should be written like that. I will try to make it a pattern but other than that, read and review!
Emily, daughter of Tyche, goddess of luck was always the popular child, the golden girl you might call her.
With her dark brown hair, shoulder height and her blue eyes with her tanned skin, it made her the girl that got whatever she wanted.
After figuring out she was a demi-god at the age of six, she said farewell to her father and made her way to Camp half-blood by following her 'senses' as she called them.
She had figured out she was a daughter of Tyche, on her way to Camp half-blood and used her mothers powers to win battles with monsters and basically get whatever she wanted.
As soon as she got to Camp half-blood, she made sure that she was the Tyche counselor even though she was only six and that cabin stayed in the Hermes cabin. She was elected because her siblings feared her, and that was just how she liked it.
Emily got to go on all of the quests that she wanted, she got the food that she wanted, and she even got extra food so she wouldn't have to 'sacrifice' her meal for her mother.
Emily was sadly, one of the most spoilt girls in the world.
No one liked her, they didn't want her to play soccer with them, swim with them, be on their side of capture the flag, they didn't want her to sword fight or practice archery with them. They wanted her to leave them alone, though because she got whatever she wanted, she went and did those things with them anyway.
As she got older, she became more grateful and less spoilt, though everyone was still treating her like the spoilt brat she once was.
Only one person saw her for what she was, Thalia Grace. After joining the hunters at twelve because of everyone's hatred of her, she was happy.
After the battle of Manhattan, where Emily saw her and started talking to her. Thalia offered her to join the hunters, and she did gladly, she left without saying good-bye, which the rest of the camp approved of.
From there, Emily became the least selfish person in the world, one that fought for others rights and she became a well respected warrior, she becoming friends with all of the hunters in the Hunt.
That was Emily's life until today, and even though she didn't like her past, she was grateful that it brought her here.
Sitting around the campfire with the others, toasting marshmallows, they were talking about the usual, upcoming fights, new recruits and the newly found monsters.
"Emily," Thalia said, waking Emily from her trance, where she was lost in her past.
"Yes Thalia?" She asked, making sure she was formal around the lieutenant of the hunt, even if she was her friend.
"Percy Jackson," at that everyone made disdainful faces, "went missing a few days ago, I have agreed to go looking for him, and all of the hunters are to come along." A wave of groans passed through the circle of hunters but Thalia ignored it, causing it to die quickly.
"Emily, you are to take two other hunters with you and are to go looking for him separately, while I go off with the rest of the hunt."
Emily nodded, mutual feelings on this idea, "Yes Thalia."
"You are to leave tomorrow with one tent, a weeks worth of supplies and two companions, though make sure they are willing to go, otherwise you will fail."
Emily nodded again, and realized how much she had changed, the old Emily would have wanted to go alone, arguing with Thalia until she said she could.
"Yes Thalia," she said, only thinking about the mission until she was dismissed, laying in her bed, drifting off into restless sleep, a bad thought in her head.
"Emily," someone called to her, it was green, trees and grass and bushes that went on forever. Green.
Emily turned around; no one was there, how was that possible though? How did here something that didn't exist?
"Your last night," said the voice again, its voice softly echoing off the walls she was trapped in, wait walls?
"Wake Emily, spend your last day with your friends," The voice said once more until she was shoved back into reality, falling off the place where it existed…
Emily groggily opened her left eye, and was startled by its results. Every hunter from her tent was leaning over her, their faces showing concern, though she couldn't understand why.
"What's going on here?" Said the familiar voice of Thalia as she pushed through the crowd. "Are you alright?" She said to Emily, giving her a hand and lifting her off the floor, wait floor?
"Why was I on the floor?" she asked and Veronica answered, a nymph who joined around the same time as she had.
"You fell out of bed, screaming and," she paused as if considering words, "scratching yourself."
"What?" Emily asked, looking at her arms and legs sure enough finding fingernail markings all over them.
"Enough!" Thalia said, stopping the slow creep of whispers that started up again. "Who are you taking for your mission?"
Without thinking, Emily said, "Pipper and Veronica."
Pipper and Veronica immediately started packing, as did Emily and quickly they found themselves leaving the hunters camp.
After walking for most of the day, not particularly looking for that Percy boy, they decided to camp, thinking of strategies to find him as quick as possible.
Emily couldn't shake the voice from her head, "Your last night."
As the sun began to set, Emily felt like she had conquered her destiny, though she was wrong, very wrong.
Just as they were about to go to sleep, Emily noticed that Pipper began to get out of bed, picking up her special knife from the floor next to her. Suddenly scared, Emily pulled her own knife out from under her pillow, thinking there may be a monster outside.
Pipper started advancing to Emily's bed, and Emily thought she was about to warn her that there was going to be a monster attack and that she should get ready.
Though as Pipper started getting closer to her bed, she raised her knife ever so slowly and Emily quickly became alarmed.
Pipper then brought her knife up high above her head, lowering it to the place that held Emily's heart…
Instincts taking over, Emily rolled to the side just as Pipper shoved her knife into the place where her chest once was.
She tried to kill Pipper, aiming a stab to the kidneys; one stab can kill you quickly.
Though Emily was distracted, missing Pipper's kidneys and not even cutting her.
Last night. Echoed in her head as Pipper shoved Emily onto the floor, pinning her down using her knees, leaving Emily defenseless.
"Always the best, always the prettiest, well not anymore Emily Jane, not anymore," Pipper chuckled as she started carving patterns in Emily's face with her knife, almost causing Emily to pass out in pain, a wash of red all over her face. Then finally, before Emily passed out, Pipper plunged her knife into Emily's heart.
Last night, Echoing in her head as she took her last breath.
For the people that have always misunderstood.