The New Hades Girl [OPEN]

I make my way into the Hera cabin, feeling uneasy in this new environment. I liked it way better at home, and this place a=only made me miss my mom more. I mean, Hera was the goddess of motherhood, practically the mother of the gods, and now I was staying in her cabin.

I scanned the cabin for my brother, one of the only good things in my life now. Dylan and my dad were all that were left now, and I was "wearing my dad" around my neck right now. I just needed to tell Dylan the news. I was a Hades girl.

Before I could find him, a shadow loomed above me, I turned around quickly, reaching for my necklace. "Who's there?" I shout.

I shrug at Kat. "Hey, Risa!" I laugh, using her nickname. "Miss me?" I joke, wrapping Marisa into a hug.

"Gah! Dylan, get off of me!" I squirm out of Dylan's grasp and sigh. He was getting stronger. I guess that was good, but it would make the frequent hugs he gave me all the more painful.

I shrug, a flashy smile on my face. "We get that a lot." Messing up Marisa's hair I turn back to Kat, Forcing Marisa to put out her hand. "Marisa, this is Kat. Kat, this is Marisa."

I pull back, not wanted to shake Kat's hand, but Dylan is stronger. "Ugh, gods Dylan," I whisper, so Kat can't hear me. I wasn't into meeting new people. I didn't think Dylan was either,but who knew?

I angrily raise an eyebrow. "Come on Risa. Just be nice." I pull Marisa back to me and keep her there, not giving in to her squirming.


"I'm sorry Kat," I whisper nervously. I had gotten off on teh wrong foot, and Dylan was too strong. I give in and just stand there, feeling awkward.

"You wouldn't believe how hard it is for me. I think it has something to do with my dad. So, Kat, who's your god parent?" I look at Kat, though I wasn't familiar enough with all of the gods and goddesses to know.

I look at Kat with sad eyes. "Well could say that. He left me this sword." I point to my necklace, knowing it would confuse Kat, and even Dylan. Of course, a necklace isn't a sword. But Elpis, my sword, wasn't an ordinary sword.

"Um . . . That's not weird . . . " I say quietly, examining Marisa's new necklace.

I take off my necklace, pressing the center of the cross. Quickly, it opened up into a full sized, Stygian Iron, fighting machine. "Ha!" i say proudly, slashing the air. I loved my sword.

"Well, I've never met my dad. He's never tried to contact me either." I sadly look down. It wasn't too bad, though. I didn't really care about being the son of a god, except that it brought super cool powers, along with being able to call yourself a demigod.

My eyes widen. "Nice!" I start to shuffle around the cabin, looking for something. Soon I find it, my double sided, aerodynamic blade. 'Here's my weapon."

I eye Dylan's blade suspiciously, finding it's two sides more dangerous than my sword, that which sucks out anythings life. "Dylan! Be careful with that!" I snap, agitated.

I laugh once, putting a lot of effort into it. "Accident? Please. You have ADHD, don't you Kat?" I ask, knowing the answer.

My eyes light up when I realize what she is up to. "Marisa, no." I keep my words short and to the point. I didn't like this idea. Marisa would hurt someone for sure!

"Well," I say, examining my surroundings and holding my sword behind my back. "Did you ever wonder why?" I am walking back and forth by now. A faint, evil, Hades smile is taking over my face.

"Marisa, no." My face is red. I couldn't believe her! She wasn't doing this. No, it was NOT allowed. She was insane.

"Did you ever imagine that you have ADHD for a reason?" I ask. Then, I swing my sword up and bring it down. I wasn't aiming to hurt her, just to see how fast she would react. I needed to test out my fighting skills as well. Even though I couldn't block, if it was a life-threatening situation I bet I could.

I walk into the Hera cabin, knowing faint echoes of their old conversation. "Haha! A FIGHT! Ooh this aughta be good!'' Hoping for a good and nice, friendly fun. "The Son of Hades is here!" I announce. I am not the type of person to be nervous or shy, so I pull out Thanatos, which, in ancient greek means Death. This is my favorite pass-time. Besides of course, Shadow Passing.

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"I don't want a fight," I say, backing down. "I just wanted you to know. There is a reason we're different!" I shout with an insane laugh going along with it. I sounded absolutely crazy, absolutely like my father.