Act 2 - Changes and Aesthetics

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A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

BY:COOLCAT7325

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DISCLAIMER: We do not own the Percy Jackson series. Rick Riordan does.

Spoilers from Percy Jackson and the Heroes of Olympus.

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Lukas Damien Jackson

Lukas Damien Jackson

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Age: 15

Appearance: Luke, like his father, had given up on ever taming his blonde curls. He was the tallest of the group. He had become lean and well-muscled due to all his sword training.

Skills: He could control any water body, create tornadoes, and breathe underwater for as long as he wished. He had perfect bearings at sea and could create air bubbles under water. He had inherited Annabeth's resourcefulness. He had become an incredible fighter with a sword, and nobody outside his family, except Sammy or Emily occasionally, could beat him. He could hold his ground fairly well with a knife as well, but he preferred his sword. He could speak Greek fluently, and was okay at Latin.

Personality: He was a natural born leader. He had his father's sense of humour and had inherited his moral compass as well. His love for doughnuts rivalled that of Blackjack's. He adored his family, and was especially close to his dad. He was very protective over his friends and family, especially Bianca, to her annoyance.

Magical Items: An enchanted silver sword called Falchion, which would never dull or become blunt, and a sand dollar that gives control over the tides when broken.



Bianca Zoë Jackson

Bianca Zoë Jackson

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Age: 15

Appearance: Bianca had kept her raven hair long, tying it up in a braid whenever it presented a problem, which in her language meant every day. She was tanned from all her training in the arena, and tall, but fell an inch or two shorter than the guys, all of whom teased her for this reason. Her grey eyes could intimidate just about anybody. She looked almost exactly like her mother, except for her hair.

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