Michaela Kelly's Story

Mike Kelly sat in his chair, dozing off. A sudden knock awoke him. He walked slowly to door, rubbing his pale blue eyes. He looked at the clock. 2:10? In the morning?

''Who would be at the door at 2 in the morning? A bat? A vampire? A vampire bat?'' He opened the door to find a beautiful woman smiling at him. Her wavy blonde hair was pulled into a braid with pink ribbons. Her chocolate brown eyes were fulled with joy.

Mike blinked. "Aphrodite?" He choked out. Aphrodite smiled. "Hello Mike."

"What are you doing here?"

"I brought you something." She handed him a blanket, still smiling.

He gasped. In his arms was a beautiful, little baby wrapped in a pink and gold blanket.

The little rosy cheeks streched as her pink lips formed an O, and yawned. Her pale blue eyes looked at Mike. His eyes. Her curly blonde hair jumped as she giggled.

"No. Can't-can't you raise her?" Mike asked.

Aphrodite's smile disappeared. She stared at him, confused. "You don't want her?" She asked.

"No, I mean, wouldn't she be safer on Olympus?"

Aphrodite frowned. "Demigods need to be raised by their mortal parents. Take good care of her." Aphrodite leaned down, and placed a kiss on the little girl's forehead. "Oh, and you also need to name her. Bye."

In a flash of light, Aphrodite was gone. Mike stared at the little girl in his arms. "Your name will be Michaela. Michaela Marie Kelly."

2 YEARS LATER

Mike watched Michaela eat her choclate oatmeal. She