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Rejects. That's what we are. At some point in our lives, something went wrong. Octavian was called a traitor. Nico was almost driven to insanity. Luke was framed. I was betrayed. If it wasn't for Ares, we would all be dead. He recruited us all and made us his personal assassins. Everyone fears our name, The War Angels. Nobody who was our target has survived. We all hate the same exact people. The demigods. If they die, we don't care. If they have a war, not our problem. We may not care, but our patron does, that's why he sent us to camp to help them with the upcoming war. Did I forget to mention we all have supernatural abilities? ------- The pasts of the boys have been slightly altered, but not to much to cause confusion. They and any other characters belong to Rick Riordian not me. Only the plot does. Its Percy talking at the beginning.
All your hate
