Clarity's Backstory

This is what Clarity's backstory would've been but my story line changed like completly so this is just for your amuesment.



“Mom! We’re out of grape soda! Again!” I yelled as I threw out a two liter soda bottle.
“Clarity,” my mom walked into the kitchen, “I bought the soda two hours ago! If you keep going through the soda like this I’m going to have to stop buying it!”
“Mom. You wouldn’t.” I was staring at her like she was crazy.
“I’m going to the store. I will get grape soda, but if it is gone after two hours, I’m never buying it again.” Mom left, I had the house to my self for about 20 minutes. I went upstairs and picked up my new book. Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief. I read the first page.
“If you find yourself within these pages, close the book immediately.” I read aloud. I read two more p mean it was strange how much I could relate to Percy. Like his whole life was kind of like mine.
“Honey, I’m hages, and I instantly related. I shut the book instantly, I mean honestly I would’ve kept reading, but I couldn't. Iome!” My mom yelled from the front door. I logged onto Face Book and started talking to the head of the theatre department, we were deciding the music for next year, then I heard my mom scream. “Dionysius!”
“Mom?” I called.
“Clarity, there’s someone I want you to meet. Come to the kitchen.”
“Coming!” I walked into the kitchen and I saw someone who looked a lot like me. Dark purple eyes, blond hair, and tiger striped hoodie.Oh and of course the tall glass of grape soda. “Mom, if he drinks all the grape soda, you are buying more because it wont be my fault if he does.”
“It’s okay Clarity,” I stared into her deep blue eyes, they were almost sad. I looked more like the guy, than her.
“So, who is this guy, I’ve got homework.” I said, it was a lie. We needed to decide the musical today or we may not be able to get the rights.
“You mean pick the school musical?” The guy asked.
“Yes, we’re picking between Wicked and-- wait. How’d you know?” I asked.
“I’m your dad. I’m the Greek god Dionysius. And you’re a demigod.” He explained.
“That explains a lot actually. I mean why I relate so well to Percy Jackson.” I started to say more but then my dad cut me off.
“That poser Rick Riordan can see through the mist and he just wrote about the monsters then made up the rest.” Dionysuis explained.
“Ah, got it. So onto Camp Half-Blood?” I asked taking the grape soda out of his hand, I took one really large gulp then gave it back to him. More than half the glass was gone.
“How do you know about Camp? I thought you only read a few pages!” He looked shocked.
“Look Mr. D, I know names are powerful so here it is simply, I skipped to the camp part.” I said simply. “Wait, can I keep my laptop?”
“As long its only the word applications, and you will need to dispose of the phone in your back pocket.” He glared at me. Twisting visions of people turning into dolphins their faces contorting in pain.
“Fine.” I slammed my phone on the table. “Lets go.”
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We arrived at camp, my bag slung over my shoulder. I looked around, it was gorgeous. But then I spotted it, the archers field. “D-Do I have t-t-to d-d-d-do archery?” I asked trying to hide from the thought.
“No, you don’t and I have to leave so... bye.” I turned around, stupid true god form. I started to walk toward cabin 12. It was near dinner. I walked into cabin twelve threw my bag on a empty bunk took out my laptop and put it in the bedside table. I walked out of the cabin and as I passed a cabin I heard “Quinn! You did it again! I was trying to help you figure out if James likes you. But you scared the Eros boy.” I turned to face cabin number three.
I knocked on the door, “Hello?”
“Come in.” A different voice said.
“I couldn’t help but over hear your scared a son of Eros,” I said cautiously to the red hair girl. The girl with brown hair was leaning against the wall, the cabin smelled faintly like the ocean breeze.
“Quinn,” she said, “I’ll catch up with you at the camp fire.”
“I’ve got archery anyway. Bye Aidan.” Quinn walked out.
“Hi, I’m Clarity Evans. My dad is Dionysius.” Thunder rumbled in the distance, “Who are you?”
“I’m Aidan Hunter, can you guess who my parent is?” I noticed the little things the color of the streaks in her hair, the smell in the cabin, but what was the biggest hint was the necklace she was wearing, it was made of abalone that was polished, there was only one place you could get abalone that pretty was from Poseidon's under sea castle.
“You... You’re Poseidon’s daughter.” I was staring at her. Her eyes were a bright green, and her hair a dark brown.
“Good job. If Percy Jackson were real he’d be my brother.” She said laughing a bit. “Here, I’ll show you around camp.”
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I saw everything at camp, and it was all amazing. Then we stopped in front of cabin ten. One of the girls walked out. “Hey, aren’t you Hollywood’s newest superstar? Please be sure to keep your arms, legs, and egos inside the limo at all times,” Aidan mumbled under her breathe. I snorted.
“What are you laughing at blondie?” She said staring at me, “If I were you I’d go jump in the lake to drown my self. You know that hoodie is two years old, right?” Her hair was long and brown and she was wearing a gorgeous pale pink dress. Her eyes were... a kaleidoscope of colors.
“Shove off Aria,” Aidan said staring at her, her green eyes flickering with a kind of golden fury. “Seriously, keep your ego inside the limo at all times, you may spread the disease.” Aria walked away.
“So, Aphrodite.” I said as we walked on.
“Many think she’s shallow, which could rein true for some of her kids but others are actually smart. Like David, or Naomi.” Aidan was staring off into the distance.
“So are there any other people in my cabin, or am I a loner?” I asked Aidan.
“Only one other. James, the guy Quinn has a total crush on but doesn’t want him to know it because she is pretty sure he likes Emily Howard from the Apollo cabin.” Aidan started to explain, “But it’s so obvious that he likes her, I mean just yesterday he was training with the Ares cabin in the sword arena he could’ve pinned her down but he let her stab his shoulder. Twice.”
“Ow!” I said, “Do I have to do archery?”
“No, you have to do your classes with your cabin and James has archery but you can talk to Chiron about it, I would help but, I have to go talk to a friend."Aidan started to walk away but I stopped her.
“Just one quick question, where is Chiron?” I asked.
“The Big House.” She pointed to the a big blue house. I started to walk towards it, I had my favorite purple pen was in my pocket, I took it out and started taking he cap off and putting it back on again. Then all of a sudden, someone yelled “SNEAK ATTACK!!!” I whipped around my pen was no longer in my hand, instead there was a wooden staff with grape vines wrapped around it.
“Holy shit.” I said under my breath.
“Holy shit is right,” The voice said. It was coming from behind me. I turned around again and I was facing a guy with reddish-brown hair. “The name is Nick, Nick Southwell.”
“Why did you attack me?” I asked, scowling at him.
“My friend over there,” He pointed to cabin 11, a guy with blond hair was standing outside laughing, “Payed me three drachma to do so.”
“Let me guess, you’re a son of Ares,” I looked at him, all the signs were there. The battle hungry look in his eyes, the blood stained t-shirt, oh and the shotgun.
“Good guess, and a correct one at that. Have you met anyone important?” He asked.
“I’ve met Aidan, and she was really nice, I kind of hope I get to go on a quest with her.”
“You know a lot for a newb. Oh and one other thing, you’re doomed in capture the flag tonight, because no one beats Ares!” Nick walked back to blond guy, I was going down, I turned around and headed straight for the sword arena. There was only one other person there. James.
“Hey,” I called, my pen, or magic staff now I guess, had been given to me by my great I grandfather, was back in pen form. “Can I duel with you? I need some practice.”
“New? I’ve never seen you before, sure, you can spar with me, but I have to warn you. I’m pretty advanced.” He pulled out a sword it was a light green and had a weird sparkle. “Ivy Ice Dimond.”
“Okay,” I uncapped my pen and it turned into the staff. “Ready?”
“Ready.” We started and he came at me and I pointed the staff towards him. And said “αμπέλια!” which meant grape vines in Greek. Vines burst out of the end of the staff, the vines wrapped themselves around the blade of the sword. I pulled the staff back and the sword flew out of his hands. I caught it in my left hand, it was heavy and fell out of my hand.
“I think I win,” I said. “Here take your sword, I think I’m ready for capture the flag tonight.”
“Who are you?” James was staring at me in awe.
“I’m your sister. Clarity Evans, Daughter of Dionysius.” He was looking at me like Now I have to share the cabin!