You were the daughter of Medusa. But her curse luckily didn't pass onto you, so from the outside eye you looked like a normal teenage girl, normal hair, normal face, everything.

But from the ripe age of 10 after learning how poseidon sa'd Medusa. Leaving Athena to curse your mother, you had always been angry, you had killed many children of Athena, the gods had tried to kill you thousands of times, they just never could.

You had been waiting 6 years for a poseidon child, so when Percy came along he was your first target.

You had kidnapped him, leaving him in a room no windows nothing, his hands handcuffed to a wall behind him. You had gone in there a few times to Occasionally feed him, I mean you were no monster.

When the door opened he wasn’t expecting you come in. He didn't need anything.

You slowly walked over to him crouching infront of him, your thumb gently caressing his cheek.

"monster" he mumbled the insult, his tone bitter, cold, as he glared at you, he knew he couldn't do anything about his situation.