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𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦.
It wasn't the fact that a cloud of smoke tried to kill her followed by other monsters straight out of the old Greek myths, or the fact that the two people she woke up next to claim to be her best friends, nor was it the fact that it was the fact that she is apparently the child of a God. (of course, she could definitely live without all of that)

What had her out of sorts was how 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 everything felt. She had the powers, she had the skills, she fit right in with the rest of the campers, but, at the same time, that wasn't her place. The last thing she needed was to be sent on a killer quest that was filled with something trying to kill her and her friends at every turn with no memory of who she was

And that was just the beginning.