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𝓐𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪 𝓒𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓪 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴was sitting at the Slytherin table and waiting for the Halloween feast to begin. She was in a bad mood because that toad Umbridge gave her detention for her tie being crooked. How she wished she could kill her but no, she had to keep herself under control.
Aster missed camp. She missed her 'baby' brother Percy Jackson and her sister for all purposes Annabeth Chase. She missed her darling Nico and her best friend Thalia. She missed Cabin 3 and her training with her brother Triton. She missed doing archery with Cabin 7. She missed her talks with Chiron and playing pranks with the Stolls. But most of all, she missed Apollo. Her Apollo who could make all her worries disappear just by looking at her.
Sighing again, she looked around the great hall, her eyes stopping at the Gryffindor table where her godbrother Harry was sitting with his best friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. She never knew why and how he put up with them, those two were always bickering. Not to mention she never talked to him. Harry was under the impression that she 'stole' Sirius from him. How she could steal her own father she doesn't know. That boy had no sense.
Again her thoughts drifted off, but this time to her papa. Not her dad Poseidon, but her Papa or better yet Sirius Black. Yes she was the daughter of the so called mass murderer Sirius Black and the Greek God Poseidon. She was already powerful being the first demigod daughter of Poseidon but adding on that she was the Heiress to the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black. She was on 'minor' god level powerful also being fated to love the Sun God which she did without any hesitation. I mean it was so hard not to fall for him with his good looks and charms, his flirty personality but also gentlemanly nature. His hair which glowed golden in the sun and his pretty smile-
She was getting off track.
But as said before she was thinking about her papa. Contrary to the Order of The Fried Chickens belief, he was currently in New York with his girlfriend of two years, Sally Jackson, her half-brother Percy's mom. Sure it was weird for her and Percy at first but they came to accept it, both secretly hoping to be step siblings soon too. I mean, they already shared the same father and that side of the family was messed up so what was the big deal?
Yet again her thoughts changed and this time to something more serious. This time she was thinking about her past life. Not that she remembered much. It seemed as she got older she started to forget. Her life as Kiara Rivers. Ironic isn't it? Her last name being Rivers only to end up as the Sea God's daughter in another universe. She could see the differences between her past life self and herself now. Kiara had been shy and mostly stuck to her books.
And then, when she died in a car crash at the ripe old age of nineteen, Chaos thought it would be nice to change how this universe goes and put her here as a bridge between two worlds. What a life honestly.
