JUSTICE/Chapter 1

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I stepped across the border. It was official- I'd left Camp Half-Blood. I remembered suddenly the vow I'd taken when joining the Titan army: "I renounce the gods. They are evil and vain and  cruel. I will see them destroyed. I will serve Kronos." Even after the titans lost, I never forgot that oathe. Of course, I'd never really cared whether the titans came to power. I just wanted the gods to get a taste of thier own medicine for once.

A girl walked out of the treeline and into my line of sight. She was almost my exact likeness, age and all. (Despite my request, she refused to appear older than 19, just 3 years older than me.) I'd died my black hair to resemble her's, with bloodred streaks through it. The only way to tell us apart would be our clothes, or our eyes. She wore full black biker's leather, I wore a black tank top with black jeans and my magic necklace, ''Rabiem. ''Her eyes shifted color from red to purple to solid black, and when I looked into them they reflected images of my own personal horrors. I could occasionally change my muddy brown eyes to do this, but it was taxing. Otherwise, we looked exactly alike.

And yes, she was my mother.

~WIP~