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"Are you being serious?" I asked him, feeling a burning pressure in my chest. I stood up abruptly. The king of the gods couldn't be my father... Could he? No, no he couldn't, I was just being easily taken advantage of because I longed for my mourned father so bad. The burning pressure in my chest was increasing. I looked at all of them, "You think this is some sick j- j- joke you c-c- can play on m-m- me!" It took all my will to restrain my self from shouting in complete anger, and frustration unfortunately today just wasn't my day. "You need to calm down!" The principal shouted frantically. "Wrong thing to say, to a pis*** off girl!" Why should they care? They played a cruel trick on me. They took it too far accusing my dead father of being a god. Ha, A god, yeah right. Why am I feeling this pain? I suddenly heard a deafening roar in my ears, I grit my teeth so hard I was surprised my jaw didn't crack. The pain was a burning sensation, it made it's way down my arms towards my hands. It was getting worse I couldn't hold it in. I was screaming in pain, my hands felt like they where on fire. I opened my eyes and looked at my hands, what I saw was something I could never ever deny. MY HANDS! THEY'RE ON FIRE! ------------------------------- Read to find out: What is the bad past that drove her to leave her life behind? Is she more than just a Demi-God? Will she be Olympus's savior or Destroyer? Will she accept her role? Who will she love? Will she find out why Diavolo is hurting? Will she be able to save herself, her new found friends and to top it off, the DEMI-GODS AND GODS OF OLYMPUS??? Dedicated to Rick Riordan the author of the Percy Jackson books. ~~~~~~~~ No copying my story please. STORY BELONGS TO ME AND SO DO MY CHARACTERS THAT I CREATED. ~~~~~~~~
GODS & GODDESSES
