The Unclaimed Daughter | Percy Jackson and the Olympians

The Unclaimed Daughter | Percy Jackson and the Olympians

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 27, 2026
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Fanfic
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
Original Character (OC)
Books and Literature
Fantasy
Based on the Disney+ adaptation with some tidbits from the books and movies. Poppy Asher was semi-aware of her heritage from the moment she was born. Her father told her stories of her mother- but never about who she was. She grew up knowing that she was different from the other children in their town. Whenever the rest of the town faced a crop shortage, her home was thriving with water, greenery, and the garden blossomed. A single touch from Poppy brought a dead flower back to life. However, her peaceful upbringing was brought to an end. After years of seeing peaceful mythological creatures frolic in the Ashers' garden, a Crommyonian Sow wandered its way onto the farm, catching the scent of the demigod. It was from that fateful day on, Poppy's life changed.
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