Sweet Temptation

The story for Adrastos. There is a prologue. '''PG-13 for implied sex and minor language... Most likely.'''

Prologue
My eleventh birthday was two days ago. My father doesn't care about me. My mum left when I was a baby. Now I've been in the cause for the Titans, born into it, for my entire life. I've waited for my father to become Kronos. It's been painful. Many scares. Too many times have I thought he was going to die.

"Adrastos." My father came into my room. "If this doesn't work, you'll have to use your body when you're older."

I looked away. "This is suicide, dad." I growled.

"Son. The gods don't care about any of us. They hate us."

"That's because you're reviving Kronos! No duh they hate you!"

My father clenched his jaw. "No. They just don't care and they hate their half-blood children."

"Well who's my Olympic relative?"

"You're grandfathers are Hermes and Zeus. You're mother... She was... Zeus's daughter."

That was dad's touchy subject. My mum. As I said, she left shortly after I was born. I know I got her hair colour because my dad is blonde. But I got my dad's eyes for the most part and his fair complexion. He avoided my eyes.

That night, it was wolf-cold. I packed up my things. A few changes of clothes, a couple of blankets, a few fruits, and a small pack of crackers. I ran away from the docked ship. Nobody caught me as I ran as fast as I could away from my past.

Chapter One, Zeus's Cabin.
I had been at Camp Half-Blood for 6 years now. I've been quite happy in the Hermes cabin. I was still currently unclaimed but I knew why. I wasn't your average half-blood. I knew the story off by heart. I was the grandson of Hermes and Zeus. My mother was the daughter of Zeus and my father, the son of Hermes.

Today, I had planned to ask Chiron about my mother. He would know. There's only been one daughter of Zues here that died on Half-Blood hill. That's all I knew of her by asking older campers. They'd forgotten her name. But they knew she had a spray of freckles across her nose, a fair complexion but not as fair as my dad, black unruly hair, and electric blue eyes. I headed towards the Big House.

"Chiron?" I asked.

"Yes, my boy?" Chiron answered. He was currently in wheelchair form.

"Uh... My mum... Do you remember her name?"

Chiron was in deep thought for a moment. "What information can you give me of her?"

"She had black hair and electric blue eyes. She was a daughter of Zeus and she died on Half-Blood hill."

"Hmmm... She sounds familiar. Right! She's our bow and arrow instructor! Her name is Thalia Grace."

I nodded and thanked Chiron. I ran from the house and to the bow and arrows training area. Surely enough, there was a woman, in her thirties, teaching the young campers. Her eyes weren't as blue but surrounded by thick black make-up. Her lips were painted a light pink. She had long, shiny black hair. She looked a lot like me. She dismissed the campers who put the bows down and left.

The woman went to the targets and plucked arrows. She only noticed me as she walked back. She came up to me. With a scar moment of realization, I saw I was an inch taller than her.

"Can I help you?" She asked.

"Are you Thalia Grace?" I asked.

She folded her arms across her chest and stared at me. "Who's asking?" She lashed, scowling.

"Remember? Seventeen years ago? I'm your son."