My father's voice still in my ears . Can you believe Zeus blamed me for the god's battle with the Gaea?. Just because the earth goddess duped one of my progeny-Octavian-into plunging the greek and roman demigods into a civil war that nearly destroyed human civilization. I ask you , How was that my fault ?
Now I'm cast of Olympus in the form of sixteen-year before> I know I will face many trials and hardships I can only hope that if I suffer through them and prove myself worthy, Father will forgive and allow me to become a god again.
But this time my situation seems more dangerous. one of my ancient adversaries knows I am here and is having me followed.The Oracle of delphi remains dark, unable to issue prophecies. Most embarrassing of all, I am Bound to serve a demigod street urchin who defends herself by throwing rotten fruit .
Zeus cannot possibly expect me to fix the Oracle problem by myself. Not in my present weak condition.It's time for me to drop in on camp-half blood, where I might find some talented fodder...er, I mean heroes to help. No doubt they will welcome me as a celebrity! They will bring me holy offerings, Like peeled grapes,Oreos, and-oh, gods-perhaps even bacon!
Mmm.Yes.If I survive this, I really must write an ode to the power of bacon....