Chapter Thirteen: Michael

Another abstract one. There's, obviously, no concrete proof or even a suggestion within PJO that suggests this, but I knew I wanted to have an Apollo son with this fear...

Michael was, secretly, a very superstitious sort. He held his breath in tunnels, avoided ladders, and opening umbrellas indoors. All those cliché things, hoping that if he avoided things that brought bad luck, he might be safe. His mother was to blame; she was always seeing omens in tealeaves right up to the day she died a freak accident. Which she accurately predicted, right down to the cement bag. The day of the Battle of Manhattan, he saw signs everywhere, but strangely he was not afraid. Death could take him if it meant he died for what's right.

After all, Apollo is the god of prophecy and as such he might be drawn to women who have...psychic tendencies.