Look, being the daughter of Poseidon isn't as easy as you think. It's outright disappointing. A man you've never met is always breathing down your neck, and an entire kingdom (Atlantis...yeah its real alright) is falling apart without it's king, the man sworn to the throne. Atlas (very original) had disappeared, vanished, fizzled out of thin air, leaving only panic and an eighteen-year-old demigod in his wake. An eighteen-year-old demigod that happens to be me. Hi, I don't know if we've met before, but I'm Atalanta Mendoza (again, very original), and this? This is my story. * This piece of writing is fanfiction, the characters (except Atalanta) and all of camp half blood belong to the author, Rick Riordan, and producer of the series, Disney.
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