You’re a girl. Convenient enough, you’re also this major heroine who has to go on quests and stuff. But something happened, something went wrong in the Labyrinth. You were blasted out… onto an island.

You woke up. You were on soft sand. You let out a groan, sitting up but you heard a voice.

“No,” It sounded like a concerned girl. “Lay back down, brave heroine.”

You blushed… you also had a thing for girls pet naming you.

“Here,” You felt liquid going down your throat and you started to drink. It tasted nice. Extremely nice.

After the glass was removed from your lips you asked, “Nectar?”

You couldn’t really think of anything else to ask. The girl kept healing you. She looked at you and nodded. Her features were timeless. Gods.. your breath was caught in your throat.

“Who’s Annabeth?” She asked. “You talk in your sleep.”

You chuckled softly. “A friend.”

“Oh,” The cinnamon-smelling caramel colored hair girl said. “You know, no girl besides me has ever been on Ogygia.”