The Daughter of War

Chapter One

*15 years later, Miley's POV*

I grin and wipe the blood off my lip. "Uh oh," Marco, a son of Apollo, mutters and starts yelping as he blocks my attacks faster, "Miley wait! I'm sorry!" I laugh as I stop swinging my duel swords, "Sorry, you know I get an adrenaline rush when that happens." 

Marco nods and pants, "Luke's got his work cut out for him doesn't he." I gasp in offense, "I am a lovely rose, blooming in the spring. A true idea of beauty and grace." I stop and start laughing hard with Marco joining, "That's all lies! You should be the daughter of the Norse God of Lies, Loki!" I yell in mock offense, "Meanie!" Marco snorts hard and laughs more, "Twenty years old and still childish!"

I look around to see everyone smiling and joining in on the laughing. When I first arrived, campers thought I would be rude like all the other Ares children. It was a surprise when I acted like myself and everyone eventually accepted it. My half-siblings that showed up over the years, find it a refreshing change in the cabin when they wake up to my shenanigans. When I met Luke Castellan, it wasn't a big surprise when we hung out all the time and caused mischief. Luke and I have been dating for five years, it's the happiest I've ever been. 

 "Miles! Come quick! I brought someone new and he's in the infirmary!" Grover yelled from the side of the training ground. I groan and mutter to Marco, "Why is it he always needs my help when someone gets hurt?" Marco snickers, "because you are a lovely rose, blooming in the spring. A true idea-" I cut him off with an ambrosia square being shoved in his mouth. I smirk and walk away to help Grover. "Mhank Myou!" Marco said with his mouth full. Luke met me halfway to the infirmary building and smiles, "Hello, my beautiful partner in crime." I smiled and kissed him, "Hello my trickster. Having a good day with the hooligans?" 

Luke chuckled, "They are a splitting image of our future children, Miley." I blush at thought of marrying Luke and covered my snicker up with a cough, "I can see that. Hermes should be renamed to the God of Shenanigans." Luke smiled and kissed my forehead. "I know you're mad at him, but we can ignore that. Show him that you don't care that he isn't the greatest father." I whisper to Luke. Luke frowned, "I know, but it's so frustrating. I'll try for you, love." I smile and hug him, "Grover needs me, I'll be by the cabin later to hang out with you." Luke smirked, "Hang out? Just say it like it is." I blush and smack his arm, "Hush you." I walk away from Luke with him staring at me. "Stop looking at my ass Lukas!" I said, not even turning around. "No!" Luke yells back and laughs.

I walk into the infirmary building and nudge Grover's arm, "So who's the contestant for this gameshow?" Grover laughs, "Percy Jackson." I snort, "What name is that? Perseus Jacksonus." Grover laughs harder as he sees Percy start to wake up, "That's not his name Miles!" I smile and shrug.

"Perce. I'm sure glad you're alive," Grover says smiling at Percy as I lean against a post. Percy grimaces and grabs his shoulder as he sits up and looks around, "Where am I? What is this place?" "You're in the infirmary, Perce. You've been unconscious for three days," Grover said softly. Percy goes wide-eyed, "Three days?!" Grover nods, "So, uh, what do you remember?"

Percy scoffs and looks off to the side, rubbing his eye, "Some crazy dream. I don't know. There was a monster. My mom was there. Well, you were there, too, but you were some weird hybrid man-goat thing. WOAH!" Percy stops and looks at Grover's legs as I snort. Grover looks down at his legs, "Yeah. The politically correct term is satyr." 

Percy looks devastated and sits up, sitting to the side of the cot, "No. No, no, no, no! All of it was real? My mom's gone?" Percy looks at Grover and spots me, I only give him a sad smile. "I'm sorry Percy. I try man, I really do," Grover starts frowning, "But, frankly, I'm just a junior protector. I don't have my horns yet. It was my fault. It was my job to protect you. Both of you." 

Percy sighs and pats Grover's arm, standing up and turning to me, "So who are you?" I hold my hand out to shake his and before I can speak, Grover beats me to it, "This is Miley Aetos. The best warrior in camp. Daughter of Ares. Girlfriend of Luke Castellan. If you go on a quest, she's the best person to ask to tag along" I roll my eyes as Percy shakes my hand, "I'm not the best."

Percy just chuckles, "I guess I'll have to see for myself." I grin and motion my head to outside, "Let's go Persassy. We'll show you around." Grover chuckles, "Miles likes to give people nicknames, you'll get used to it." Percy laughs and we all head outside.