Who Knew? (Fandom One shots)

They Call Me Time (original story)

Amser.
That was what they called me.
They never told me what it was but it wasn't hard to figure out once I got older.
I was time.
I am time.
I will be time.
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Looking back on it (which I do often), my early childhood was amazing. With my parents, Atë and Caerus, you would think that I would grow up to be a vengeful, chaotic, evil little child who used her gifts of time bending to help her parents. But I wasn't. My father saw me as a liability and my mother refused to parent me alone and so she left me high up in the boughs of a pine tree. A peasant woman who lived on a farm in the outskirts of Athens then found me and took me in, her and her husband raising me as their own. They loved me with all they had, they clothed me, gave me food and a place to rest. I grew up with the prejudices of being a perfect little girl on my shoulders, but I was smart.

As the very personification of time itself I had a hard time controling my powers early on, but my earth parents saw me as a blessing. They made sure I was prim and proper and yet also grateful, caring and kind.

But I was also determined.

As the child of the gods I had inherited several things from my parents. I was naturally lucky, smart, oportunistic, cheeky and mischievous. My earth parents always told me that when my real parents, Atë and Caerus came to claim me they would be  surprised at how alike I was to them and yet also how I was very, very much their opposite. Instead of being a spiteful child I used my "gifts" (as my parents called them) to help out others, and when I decided I was to go to school there was no stopping me. I dressed myself as one of the strapping young boys of the time and went off on my merry way. There was no stopping me.