Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS!

AN: The first couple chapters will be sort of bad and rushed but bear with me. I hope you like it.

-CookiesCream333

"And suddenly you know: It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings."

-Meister Eckhart

Prologue

A woman sat patiently on her bed waiting to see her child for the very first time.

She was usually a tall elegant woman with shiny raven black hair probably in some sort of fancy updo, perfect posture, high cheekbones, rosey red cheeks, long black eyelashes framing her lively green eyes, and pale pink lips covered in blood-red lipstick.

But after 2 hours of labour her shiny hair was dull and down. Lively eyes tired. Color stuck out of her face. Slouching... But it was all worth it. All worth it for her precious baby.

BOOM!

The door flew open. In came a man with coal-black eyes gleaming with concern.

"Rosalia! The nurse finally let me in. Are you okay? Where's the baby? What's its gender? What are we going to name it? When-"

"Shhhhh, caro." Rosalia whispered. "I'm fine. The baby is with the nurse. It's a girl. At least that what the nurse told me. I have the perfect name for the baby.

He leaned down as she told him the name.

"That is perfect." He grinned.

Rosalia bit her lip.

"We ran into a bit of... complications."

"Like what?"

The nurse walked in with a tiny pink bundle.

"I'll tell you later." She murmured.

The nurse handed Rosalia the bundled. She peered down and saw a pale pink bald face with green eyes just like her own.

"She adorable." The man said.

Th baby cooed and tugged on one of her mother's long locks of hair.

"What's her name?" The nurse asked.

Rosalia looked up from her baby and smiled.

"Jazmine di Piante."