The Will of the Fates

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Ran

Loud booming some me up. It came from the building. I sat there for a while wondering what to do for my next move. I had no home or friends. The only thing I did have was the fog that sorrounded me. those other demigids were rebels right? I might as well join them till I get a better idea of what to do with my life

I got up and walked back to the building.since my father refused to claim me as his daughter, I would have to figure it out on my own. Going back in there was smoke everywhere. For a moment when one demigod yelled in anger I thought that it was the fog that was usually around me,but it wasn't. I sighed. We were going to Olympus. Perfect. Maybe then...just maybe.

At least I had come up with a plan so far. I just had to stay out of the others way since I didn't want to rebel, I just wanted the truth. My plan was perfect...or so I thought until I started seeing weird things again that no one else noticed. I just sank back to the ground and closed my eyes shut and thought the same thing as I did with the fog.
"Go away!" I yelled. I put my hand on my mouth but too late, I yelled it already.
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Nessa

Finally, Someone who's taking charge around here... I think as Angel starts giving us a lecture.

"Whoever did that, better clean this whole mess up. I don't like it if the joke's on me. As for the rest of you, we're going to Olympus as soon as this mess is cleaned up. Any objections or did I make myself clear?" He says, glancing around the room. Before I knew it, I was covered in green. My anger flared and I took a deep breath, shaking my head. My eyes flicked to Skye, she was covered in pink. I couldn't help but supress a laugh. She looked over at me and laughed a little as well. I nodded at her, "You look good in pink," I joked.
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Bloody

The demigods were interesting. This bunch would do good in our plan. I smile underneath my hood and looked at the others.
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Hey! I just took the spot of Poseidon's kid! Sorry I'm late, but here's my profile:
Name: Vaiya Jenaye Dyson- prefers to be called Vaiya.

Gender: Female

Age: 17

Godly Parent: Poseidon

Power: Has the ability to turn into any liquid substance, at will; and can control water (oceans, rivers, storms, etc.).

Personality: Vaiya is usually quiet, and keeps to herself, except for when she gets the opportunity to interject a snarky comment. She likes to fight, both physically and verbally; and can be very competitive at times. She tends to keep people at arm’s length; making it difficult to get within her circle of friends, but it is possible.

Appearance: Vaiya is of slight build, often making people underestimate her true value in a fight. She has shoulder length black hair that’s usually tied into a knot on her head, piercing green eyes, and her fair skin is spotted with freckles.

History: Vaiya always wondered why her father was never around, and was curious why her mother always brushed her questions about her father aside, but she never guessed that she was a goddess. Aside from never meeting her father, when all her friends had their fathers home every night, she lived a fairly normal life.

She was bullied from 1st grade all through middle school, before her mother finally realized what was happening; and moved her to a private high school. Having been hurt by so many girls before, she wouldn’t become friends with any of the girls in her new school, and drifted apart from the few friends she used to have.

She was lonesome, but never told anyone. Instead she went swimming every evening after she got home from school, and let the gentle currents of the river that flowed behind her house to wash away her sorrows.

Everything was fine, until she got home one day and heard her mother in the parlour, screaming and crying. Vaiya went running into the room, intending to make whoever her mother was arguing with leave, but she found her mother all alone, shouting at picture of the ocean that she had had hanging in the living room ever since Vaiya could remember.

Vaiya calmed her mother down, and put her to bed; but couldn’t get her mother to tell her what the matter was. Scared that something was wrong, Vaiya went swimming to clear her head. She had only been swimming for a few minutes when the river suddenly grew angry, and she was tossed to and fro, getting beat off the rocks in the bottom of the river.

Her mother dragged her out of the river just before she drowned; and finally told Vaiya that she was Poseidon’s daughter. Her mother then explained that Poseidon wanted Vaiya to go to Mt. Olympus with him, and when her mother refused, Poseidon grew very angry, and decided that if he couldn’t have Vaiya, then no one could; and tried to drown Vaiya.

Vaiya began to hate both of her parents; her mother for keeping her heritage a secret from her, and her father for trying to kill her. She grew withdrawn from everyone and everything. No longer having a reprieve in the river, she spent long hours locked in her room, studying Greek Mythology and Black Magic. She learned how to control her powers. She decided she’d kill her father, before he had a chance to kill her.

Up for Love?: Sure, straight.

Other: Vaiya keeps a dagger strapped to her back, under her shirt.


Vaiya

I glanced around at everyone else. Angel was a shiny silver color, and seemed mad; I wouldn't want to cross him. I saw that everyone else was colored, though thier hews were various.

I smirked, haha, that girl's pink. That would- oh god. What color am I?

I looked down at my arms, and found them a glittery blue.

Sparkles? Gross! I'm gonna kill someone.

I growled, not nearly as amused as I had been.

"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus
"From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf
"A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni
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Minds are like parachutes. They only function when they are open.
— Sir James Dewar, Scientist