Feels like home
I spent just over three years in the foster system getting tossed from place to place but nothing really stuck. I don’t know what it was about me but no one ever seemed to want me around. Then he claimed me.
My father, Poseidon, is one of the big three gods he sensed my power and claimed me as his child and that’s how I wound up at camp half blood.
You see Perseus is not the only child of the big 3 there is obviously Thalia but she died, to then be resurrected, but that’s another story. But no one really knows about me I’m the hidden child that no one really talks about. It’s not that they are ashamed of me it’s more that they were afraid that someone would take me for my power. It’s because there’s more to me than what meets the eye I’m not your normal demigod after all.
I’m four years older than Thalia ,10 years older than Percy but I don’t look it, I’ll explain that later .However,It wasn’t until later on in his life that Percy even found out about me but that was my decision. You see by the time Percy found out he was a demigod I already had my own family and he was already going through so much I didn’t want to add on a secret sibling ,let alone a sibling who had children. But that’s later on in my story.
When I first arrived at camp half blood no one knew what to do with me I was so young, younger than anyone they had before but more powerful than they could ever imagine. I think that’s why he claimed me so early to keep me safe and out of harms way. I was also the first child from the big 3, so everyone treated me different like I was Poseidon himself even Dionysius and Chiron. But over the years things got better and I just became another camper. Yes, I had a house to myself and was exponentially more powerful but I was just me. At this point everyone knew me as Maria, just Maria, meaning “of the sea”, which is ironic given my parentage but I liked it.
At camp I blossomed into the person I am now, they taught me so much not just how to fight but who I was and where I came from. Which is more than anyone had been able to tell me before. I felt at home, comfortable being surrounded by family and friends who helped me grow. Eventually, I met my cousin Thalia we were inseparable. Together we created chaos and stirred up trouble, you wouldn’t get one of us without the other and if we went down, we went down together. That was until one night. I got too comfortable, I let down my guard and I was taken. I spent 8 years of my life at camp half blood, probably the best 8 years of my life but that all came to an end one fateful night.