myths, monsters, and the heroes of olympus.
demigods and monsters alike
( because this isn't over yet, not in the least )
disclaimer: not mine.
true lies
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She didn't think it was that big of a deal. She was just helping Luke out.
No problem. I'm not doing anything wrong. She tried to convince herself as she snuck out of the Aphrodite cabin and hurried into the woods, checking over her shoulder every once in a while to make sure no one was following.
She made her way through the dense foliage and pushed through some shrubs into a small clearing. Her only light was the moon, which was full at the moment. She looked around once more, still trying to assure herself that she wasn't doing anything bad. She pulled the chain around her neck from where it was hidden under the collar of her orange Camp Half-Blood t-shirt. She rubbed the charm at the end of the necklace and muttered a few Greek words under her breath, just as Luke taught her, still telling herself that only good could come out of this.
But a small part of her mind nagged her, saying over and over that nothing good could come from this.
Only four years later, when she lay dying in the streets of New York, her secret exposed, would she truly believe that.