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Guardians
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Ongoing, First published Aug 04, 2015
Persephone Marie Cassius, was a simple girl who was bestowed onto this world. Normally the birth of a new baby girl would cause people to rejoice, celebrate, shed tears of happiness. Not this time.
    In the world that Persephone lives in, every human child is born with a name carved with black ink into the inner part of their forearm. This name, also referred to as a Mark, has been known to signify an archangel, a supernatural being who would protect its user for as long as they shall live. 
     Persephone is the only human child who was born without, protection, without a chance, without a Mark.
       So they thought.
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Most demigods are born of Olympians who meddle in mortal lives. Percy Jackson was not. Before the Titans, before Olympus rose from the bones of the earth, there were three: Ouranos, the untouchable Sky; Erebus, the shadow between worlds; and Pontus, the fathomless Deep. They shaped the edges of reality itself, far removed from mortal affairs. They did not love. They did not create for beauty's sake. They simply were. Until Hephaestus got an idea. In the modern age, the god of the forge had grown tired of his own reflection-scarred, bent, and forever underestimated. So he built himself a body unlike any he'd worn before: elegant, flawless, and female. It was a form for invention, for exploration... and, though he'd never admit it, for curiosity about the oldest forces in existence. One meeting led to another. A spark met the void. The tides answered the wind. And from an impossible union of sky, shadow, sea, and crafted flame, a child was born. Born in the silence between waves. Born in the darkness before dawn. Born with the sky in his eyes, the ocean in his breath, and shadows that curled under his skin like living things. His name was Perseus Jackson. And the world was not ready for him.