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A princess sitting high atop her tower, trapped and in mourning for her Prince who was blinded by an evil queen. "How tepid," Athena closed the book and sighed. Rereading all of her favorite childhood stories had turned out to be a terrible idea. It seemed as though all of the fantastical battles and delicate princess were nothing more than watery stories with plots to teach children on behaving properly. Artemis had loved these stories though. The two would sit in the same bed every night, Athena listening to the warble of Artemis's story telling tone. Their brother would come in, tease them, then sit and listen, making comments about how nonsensical the fairy tale characters acted. These days, no one had time for a Princess who couldn't save themselves. In a world depending on survival of the fittest, the Princess would have been gobbled by a vampire the moment her tower was discovered. Athena wasn't going to be subjected by the narrow minded stereotypes of the past; she was going to save herself. She was going to save humanity.

There was a knock at the door. The soldier swung her legs over the bed, walking across the wooden floor and opened the door up to find none other than Finnick. "Get dressed, we need to get to the parade square." His expression was wild, he hadn't even brushed his hair. Athena didn't question him, she grabbed her necklace and slipped on her boots, stepping out of the bedroom. "I'm ready, let's go." It seemed as though the entire base had been thrown into a state of panic. There were pages running around frantically, knocking on doors, stopping people to inform them, etc.

"What happened?" Athena asked, but when she turned, Finnick was gone. "Finnick?" Athena slowed, attempting to find her brother but he was gone. "Whatever," she brushed it off, continuing to the parade square. No doubt she would find him there. For now, Athena would have to attempt to stay afloat in the crushing sea of bodies. The way these people were acting, you'd think the head of the Royal forces had called them all there himself. Maybe she would finally be allowed to see some action, the anticipation of such things made her heart race and Athena suddenly couldn't wait to see what all of the commotion was about.

As Athena stepped into the square, she realized that's exactly what had happened. On all sides, soldiers were in position, holding their salute. Athena joined her ranks, mimicking their form and standing at attention. She straightened her back, one hand at her side, the other rigid in salute. It had been a while since Athena was allowed outside on a mission and to be honest, she was growing quite bored of staying inside. If they didn't let her out soon, Athena was going to go mad and then they'd really have to lock her up. A slight smile came to her lips at the thought, she really was a monster, no better than the vampires it seemed. A victim of circumstance, or perhaps the twisted reality called fate. Either way she was going to enjoy her return to the battle field, she still had a lot of ground to cover if she wanted to find the sick bastards who had killed Artemis.