being the only child of zeus who grew up in olympus, the gods nicknamed you 'princess of the gods'. you grew up around royalty, and was trained in battle by the finest of teachers, including athena and ares.

unfortunately, to unlock the powers inherited from your father, you had to be trained at camp half blood.

the problem. you, and your sister thalia, had to travel there together. no map, no sense of direction. nothing. just a thirteen year old and an 11 year old travelling to a random place in the middle of nowhere. cool. until, you met him.

luke castellan, and he was everything. older, handsome, kind, loving. he was 14 while you were 11. and for two years, you, your sister, and luke traveled, looking for camp halfblood. luke was the son of hermes, and he ran away because he hated his father. just that. you and thalia both liked you. you simply fantasised about him, like he popped up in your dreams every now and then. like it was going to happen. thalia liked him more, and she had more of a chance. she was only a year younger than him, and she always talked to him.

you had annabeth. she was like a sister to you. same age, same interests, same reason for running away. she was the daughter of athena, the wisdom goddess. and that really showed in annabeth. she was with you for only two weeks, when grover, the satyer protector for you and thalia, showed up and lead you 4 to camp. and that was that. until thalia sacrificed herself for you, luke and annabeth. she hung back, fighting the monsters herself, when- zeus came in, giving thalia life by turning her into a tree that gave the camp a border to stop monsters from getting it. it was a win and lose at the same time. you never cried so much, which was out of character for you. luke held you, comforting you the entire night. it was nice.

when you arrived at camp, everything was perfect. people worshipped you, feared you, and loved you all at the same time. especially luke. he was like a big brother to you, and you thought he thought of you as a younger sister. who he would never hurt.

physically. he turned to kronos, who wanted to kill all gods and anyone to didn’t join him. you found out the hard way when he confronted you and percy. being both children from the big three- zeus, poseidon, and hades- luke knew that if one or both of you joined, it would do wonders for his army. you and percy rejected, and saw him differently that night. he jumped into a portal and escaped, and he was the betrayal friend in percys prophecy.

and everything was alright after that. sort of. you learnt more skills and become more powerful, easily the most powerful in the camp. and luke had spies on the inside. once he saw you again, he knew. you should join. he invaded camp, all his army men fighting with all the camp half blood characters. you were shot with an arrow in the shoulder by one of his men, and knocked out. luke knew he had to leave. but not without you. he swept you up and fled the scene with his men, leaving everyone wondering where you had went. percy, annabeth, and percy’s new cyclops friend- tyson, knew luke had taken you.

aboard the princess andromeda. you were layed gracefully on the bed in your own room, bandages wrapped around your shoulder. you slowly woke up, looking around, seeing luke grabbing one of his men by the shirt, threatening him.

“what do you mean he’s not speaking to you anymore?! fix it now.” once luke saw you stir, he turned his head and nodded at you in acknowledgment. “mornin’.” he mumbled, before threatening his guard on more time. his man mumbled out a quick ‘sorry sir i’ll fix it soon’ and turned to stand at the door, while luke came to stand at the foot of your bed, crossing his arms. he was wearing a white sweater, with blue denim jeans on. he still had his scar, and another deep one on his hand.