Summary: She supposed it made sense. Seeing as how there were so many people she had met with Greek Mythological names. In hindsight, fate had really been smacking her face with it. A story in which a girl befriends some gods and half-bloods.

Pandora came to a realization that day.

She hated funerals.

It was a sunny day in New York city when Pandora buried her father. Or at least it was the day they placed his tombstone.

Her father never liked the 'newer' traditions especially when it came to death. He had told her that true heroes died by fire, leaving the world in flames, covered by a shroud in a show of honor and respect.

But Pandora didn't know those traditions, at least not well enough to do that. Not to mention she doubted the funeral home would like that either. Instead, she opted to cremate her father, it was close enough to fire in her mind, and then got an honorary headstone for her father.

She had sprinkled some of his ashes by his grave, keeping the rest in a small urn for herself and deciding that when she visited her mother next, she would lay some of her father with her.

Pandora didn't know her mother well. She had died soon after she was born, succumbing to some sort of injury her father told her. Her grandmother never talked about it either, only saying that her work put both herself and her family in danger.

She never questioned it, thinking her mother must've been some sort of secret agent.

(In a way, she later found out, she was...sort of)

When her mother died, she didn't quite remember, but she recalled the feeling of tremendous sadness that entrapped her grandmother and father. She too had felt it, lurking inside of her, or so says her memories, but at the time she didn't understand why. Of course, she understood later, as she grew older.

Her mother never had a grave.

Not even a headstone like her father. Pandora had never questioned her father telling her that she was "in a better place," and that 'friends had taken care of her' that her mother had received 'a funeral fit for a warrior'.

(In hindsight, Pandora should've really realized how obvious it all was)

"-dora."

She remained face forward, not even so much as twitching towards the voice, but bowed her head in acknowledgment, "E." Was all she said, softer then wind though it still somehow carried into his ears.

The soft crunching of leaves echoed through the crisp air as he approached her from behind, coming up close to her body, but not in an indecent sense. "You shouldn't have to be alone today."

A sigh released from her mouth, "And you shouldn't have come either, you weren't invited," he made no sound to argue as she continued, "I wasn't alone, Percy and his mom were here a while ago, some others too." Her thoughts went back to the small group of men and women who had given her their condolences.

She hadn't recognized any of them, only noting their odd jewelry, an array of hidden weapons, and the several varying degrees of scars that riddled some of them. Pandora said nothing of their attire but thanked them anyway, especially when one, a grey-eyed blond gave her a small bag filled with ancient-looking coins.

The man told her, "You will know when you need them, use them wisely alright?"And like that they were gone, leaving as quickly and quietly as they came. Not many others came to see her that day, a few from her dad's work and several neighbors but that was it.

"How long have you been here Pandora?"

She shrugged, tilting her head, "I don't know, what time did the cemetery open today?"

He remained beside her although the annoyed huff that left him clued her into his disapproval, "That's not healthy," she felt the warmth of his coat thrown onto her shoulders as adjusted it, "It's almost dinner time, let me take you out at least."

Accepting the coat she tugged it on, finally feeling the crispy summer evening air around her for the first time yet she continued to brush him off much to his anger. "I'd rather go home if you excuse me-"

Eros stopped her from turning, grabbing hold of her shoulders as he pulled her towards himself. A wave of deja vu hit her as she let her body go limp against him but remained impassive to his gestures, "Please look at me at least," his fingers twitched as he made a move to grab her chin only to stop, "Until you tell me what's going on E-"

The inhuman sound that vibrated through his body made her tense as she had half a mind to leave yet for some reason she remained still. Pandora tried to reason, partially believing that he would tell her the truth, let her know what was happening. But instead she was met with disappointment, "You know I can't, you have to learn for yourself."

"Then what was the point of you coming here?" The words were harsh and cut him like a blade, "So you could have someone who cared for you but-" he shook his head, pivoting his head to the side before looking back at her with a staggering breath, "-you don't want me but perhaps you'll let your old friends be here for you." Her eyes followed his gaze as she saw two beings on the path.

Her breathing hitched in her throat as she couldn't believe who was in front of her. It has been a long time since she had seen either of the beings and to her, it looked as though they hadn't aged a day.

Dressed in a dark suit, hair slicked back, and form still looming over everything and everyone around him as he stood a small ways behind his wife. With a warm smile on her face, skin kissed by the summer rays and eyes light and airy, the woman approached Pandora.

Faint words tumbled out of her mouth, "Hades, Persephone what are you both doing here?" She stepped forward, pulling away from E as he looked on with a pained look.

Hands clasped over her own as she met Persphone's eyes, "We had heard what happened, we are so sorry for your loss." Finding herself embraced in her arms Pandora's eyes darted to the being's husband who too came forward but remained several feet away from her. Their eyes met as it seemed as though he was trying to read her but the slight twitch of his brow demonstrated that he couldn't, that or he had dust in his eyes.

"Come," he said as the two broke away, "We are staying close by and I don't believe you'll want to spend this evening alone if you are not opposed." She hadn't even realized that she had locked arms with both of them as they lead her out of the cemetery, only when they were out the gates did she consider turning back.

Tossing one last look at her father's grave and E's form standing beside it watching the trio she bowed her head slightly, "Good-bye E."

Pandora didn't notice the sideways glances the lovers gave one another nor the strange one of triumph to the god behind them either. And just like that, without another word, they were gone. The only show of proof to them ever being there was the odd formation of blossomed and dead flowers that lined opposite sides from the either.

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A/N: Just a quick to answer some questions!:

-Is Pandora a half-blood?

No, she isn't a half-blood, but she is Greek and could easily be mistaken as such? *cough* think about Frank *cough*

-How could she have entered CHB if she wasn't a half-blood?

Again, it's because she's special. Nah but for it's cause she's a legacy like….a dozen times over? It'll be explained later!

-Why is Eros after Pandora/how did they meet/when are the other gods coming in?

I may do a meeting scene of the two but it's not a priority for me? In mind opinion, Aphrodite found out about her and fate's plan for Pandora, Eros was intrigued, met her and bam he kind of just stuck around. At first to see the chaos that would ensue with the other gods, but his interest soon became his own lol.

Other gods will show up soon! I promise!

-Where is this to canon?

Right now this is the summer before book 3 starts. Thalia is back/alive, and Percy's birthday just happened so Titan's curse will be occurring, ehh in 2-3 chapters I think!

-Ages?

As stated before, Pandora is 2 years older then Percy gives or take a few months. So right now she is 15-16 (which is why she joked earlier about driving them since that was illegal lol)

-Why didn't Thalia or Annabeth recognize her from their childhood?

Realistically you don't remember everyone you meet, considering it was a one-time thing of an encounter that lasted less than ten minutes. Not to mention, Pandora sees a thing a little differently, and just brushed it off while Thalia and Annabeth were more focused on survival.

-Why hasn't Pandora questioned things?

Again, she doesn't exactly realize what's considered normal or not. For her, she just sort of takes life as it is and doesn't try to look deeper into it. Of course, she's slowly growing out of it and is beginning to question stuff (as seen here and previous chapter). Not to mention her abilities to foresee/know certain things as well just adds to it all. It's the reason why she doesn't question camp-half-blood, the weapons her dad has, the strange people in her life or the fact E teleported with her several chapters ago, she doesn't realize/comprehend that it's not normal.

Anyways that's all the big questions I've received! Any other questions if ya'll want breakdowns/all the easter eggs I've shoehorned in, lemme know! (Also thank you again for all the love, reviews, favs/follows, and support!)