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Book Two-'In the centre of the city, the depths call forthThe blessed princess must heed its callto uncover the truth of the bargain madeOr with the thief she shall stay to the end of days'-"Nothing will go wrong, we'll just sail into the Roman Camp, tell them what's up and begin the quest. Simple.""Being a demigod is never that simple, Valdez.""When you're with me, everything is simple."-"Everything okay, Princesa?" Leo whispered. She shook her head to clear the fog that had settled and turned to him. Leo saw pure panic in her eyes, and his brows furrowed in concern."Everything's fine." She convinced. Leo didn't buy it. Nor did she.-"You said whenever I need you." "Whenever you need me, Amor."-"Everything is how it should be. She told me, she told me everything. This is what must happen. And you're going to be hers. You are the downfall of the world. You need to be the downfall she wants. You will be the extra."-"So, you found out your truth." The voice spoke "For years you wondered why. Why your supposed loving mother did this to you. To your little family." the voice continued. It seemed to echo all around her. "And now you know."-"Her ring, there's a button, it'll tell Leo she needs help-"A sharp wail echoed around the small stone room around them."No, he's gone!" She sobbed. "He- he won't answer. I tried, I tried everything. I can't-"-"Persephone it's hurting you, stop using them.""No, they make me stronger." She turned her back to him, the burn in her eyes intensifying as she clawed more of that new feeling, the new power, into her. It seemed to run like lightning through her veins, and Percy watched as the scratches deepened. Her eyes were dark and empty, and Percy felt nothing but fear.-(Takes place during The Mark of Athena, book three of the Heroes of Olympus series)(As always, all characters belong to Rick Riordan, Persephone and her own plotline are purely my creation)…

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'Glancing to her left, feeling the seat next to her shifting, Persephone's eyes locked onto the side profile of a boy. Black, curly hair, pointed ears, tongue sticking out in concentration of whatever he was fiddling with in his hands. Feeling her gaze, he turned to her, seeing her awake and grinned. His grin immediately told Persephone that the little Latino was not to be trusted with anything sharp or pointy or potentially dangerous.-"Child of lightening, beware the earth,The giants' revenge the eight shall birth,The forge and the dove shall break the cage,And death unleash through Hera's rage,Death shall meet her enemy soon,The curse she lands may be her doom."- Leo saw the fear in her eyes, as she stared at him. His heart stopped, wanting nothing more than to comfort her, but knowing they didn't have the time for it. "Come on, stay close to me, you'll be fine." He told her, pulling her up, wrapping a hand around her wrist and sprinting off in the direction of the warehouse.-"I wish someone looked at me the way Jason looks at Piper." She muttered to herself, not meaning for Leo to hear. He furrowed his eyebrows."What makes you so sure someone doesn't already look at you like that?"-Persephone reached for Leo's hand, vision swimming. "It burns." She told him. His façade started to crack. Persephone loved seeing the son of Hephaestus happy, but this was the complete opposite. His expression was crestfallen, eyes pained. He entwined her fingers with his, clutching her hand tightly. A stray tear fell.(Takes place during The Lost Hero, book one of the Heroes of Olympus series)(Book two: There's Fire)(All characters belong to Rick Riordan, Persephone and her own plotline are purely my creation)…