❝i would rather die, than to spend eternity without you.❞
She's a hunter, daughter of Aphrodite.
He's a half blood, son of Poseidon
It seems like their love is never to be.
But don't be fooled,
Their destinies are intertwined,
And love written in...
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EVERYONE HAD THEIR embarrassing moment, and for Azalea, she'd had her share of making herself a complete laughing stock in the Hunt, when she had first joined, and that was caused by trying to get accostomed to a life of sleeping under the stars, away from her cosy warm bed in her princess Chambers.
But none of them could compare to her throwing up on the sun gods chariot because of Thalia's horrible driving, and yeah, maybe it was her fault. Maybe. She had to spend the next ten minutes listening to Apollo bitch about she ruined his sweet, sweet sun chariot and how it was going to stink for eternity, until she cut him off by saying, "In case you forgot, Lord Apollo, you're a god. Can't you like snap your fingers and make it disappear or something?" Apollo glared at her, but wordlessly snapping his fingers and the puddle of disgusting-ness disappeared.
To be honest, Camp Half-blood wasn't really much of a terrible place to stay, in fact, it was beautiful, the green fields, the canoe lake, the bon fire which burned brightly and flashed different colors at night depending on the mood of the campers, Azalea thought it was utterly amazing. But, the occupants of the camp...yeah, they weren't so great. They've had a grudge on the hunters because they could never beat them at Capture The Flag and literally everything else.
On getting to the Artemis cabin, she dumped all her things on the floor and plopped on the lower bunk she chose for her self and drifted off to sleep almost immediately her head touched the pillow. Not even bothering to arrange her stuff properly like a normal person.
When she woke up later in the day, she stretched with a smile, it had been a long time since she had slept on a bed and felt as if it was the best nap she'd had in years. The cabin was almost empty, most of Hunters had gone out to explore a̶n̶d̶ a̶n̶n̶o̶y̶ t̶h̶e̶ c̶a̶m̶p̶e̶r̶s̶. Azalea changed into a red hoodie and jean shorts, since the winter coldness didn't really affect her.
She stepped out into the porch and leaned against the pillar with a contented sigh, Camp Half-blood looked much different with all the snow, a good different. Maybe I should go for a walk, she thought.
"Leah!" Azalea rose an eyebrow as Penelope jogged towards her with a basketball in her hands.
"What?"
"Wanna play basketball?" Penelope spun the ball on her index finger.
"Hmmm, lemme think about it." Azalea said pretending to actually think about it, "No."
Penelope pouted, "come on, it'll be fun!"
Azalea shook her head, "nope, I'm too old for that."
Penelope rolled her brown eyes, ignoring her comment, "I really need you in my team, Phoebe took all the skilled hunters."
