Angel of Death
#1 of Original Charictar stories
My brother challenged me to read all of Rick Riordan's work in a week. I did, and I'm really glad for it. Now, here's an OC based on the Nightcore Angel of Darkness picture and Perry Jackson.
After Hades was forced to make the pact to have no more children, he ordered his servant, Thantos, Death, to have one so he could have a Monopoly in the demigod department. The result is Angel. Born on March 13, 1999, she was one of the only children of Thantos ever. For 12 years, she and he mother moved from place to place as death plagued their new homes as soon as they moved in. She moved so much, even Hades lost track of her. One fateful day, in Minnesota, she as attacked by a harpy, sent by Zeus, attacked her in the Ancient Civilizations exhibit. Her combat instincts kicked in, and she retaliated with a bronze scythe. Celestial Bronze. As the harpy breathed its last, words leapt onto her tongue from nowhere-"You can tell your master that this Daughter of Death bows to no one." She ran from the destruction with her scythe, and moved around the United States for three years. Two times, she was offered a new scythe. A son of Vulcan, veteran of the legion, offered in a machine shop in St. Louis. The answer was no. Then a son of Hephaestus offered the same. The answer was the same. Both times, she was asked to join their respective camps. Both times, the reply was "Who?"
Then one day, hunting a hellhound on Long Island, she crossed the magical borders of Camp Half-blood. A boy, the son of Hades, stared at her and her scythe as she climbed the crest of Half-Blood Hill. "My father decreed that you should never set foot in this camp. Why are you here?" Again, words kept unbidden to her lips: "Just because my father serves yours, doesn't mean that I will serve him or you." she put him into a coma. Not dead. Yet. She did the same to half the camp until she was finally killed by Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite.
As she died, her father, Thantos, came. "hello, my son," he said. Hades had expected a boy and Thantos had agreed. They never even checked. "I," Angel started, "Am a girl." And she punched him. "You," he imitated," need to learn to respect your elders, your parents, and the gods." And from that moment, Thantos hired his son's-err, daughter's spirit to collect dead souls. She still travels to the mortal world to fight sometimes, to gather her Father's cheated souls.
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