Once Upon a Time...

And her name was Sun. She had long, golden hair and beautiful matching eyes. Being daughter of Zues, she had the power of lightning. And, like all people, she found a place to belong. That place was Viking Tales...where the story begins. Her story is happy, then sad, then happy again. But in the end, she failed. I failed. I am Sun, and this is my story. The story of everyone I became a part of. The story....of my life. <p> I started out at Viking Tales, a very small half blood camp. In fact, there was four people. Me, Ace, Magik, and David. I would eventually grow very distant of these people, but all I had on my mind then was the boy named David. I'd been watching him for a while, and of all things I only thought one: He never smiles. And so I became, well, me. Sun, daughter of Zues. Very original, no? Anyway, I got to know David. I even sort of liked him. But this is the only time he will be mentioned because, as you know, no story is a perfect fairy tale. And so, as things play out, a ton of new people joined the tiny camp. And so David became distant figure, then a small speck in the background, until eventually he was just a memory. A shadow that passed me by. But, he isn't the one that this whole story will revolve around. No, he comes in next. He comes in the form of an innocent boy who had a crush on me. Creon. <p> Now, let me explain Creon. I didn't even know him. Didn't even know he existed, actually, until I saw my name mentioned in his bio. Apparently, I was his crush. But let me elaborate. I have many admirers. Well, used to. I could have anyone I wanted, really. Don't ask why. I don't know HOW I'm so attractive but, hey, I didn't complain. Anyways, I decided to meet this mysterious boy. By now, though, I was dating Garrett. He's my best friend. Used to me, I mean. I have a lot of used-to-bes...So. Lets skip a few chapters. Creon and I get into some sort of fight and he leaves rp. Or, so I thought anyway. By now I am dating the oh-so-popular Cyrus. And it was great. Me and him, dang. We really hit it off. Flash forward a few weeks and we're married with our kid, Mark. I was...happy. Until Cyrus kissed another girl. Maybe I got boring or he got stupid, I have no idea. But he did, and we split. Now in comes Creon, who has now named himself Clyde. He tells me he loves me, and we have our first kiss. This was the start of, well, a roller coaster to hell. {Continued at next res.}