The Mortal Daughter of Time

A/N: Many people will ask why. I ask why the heck not? Kronos will most certainly be OOC; others may end up being a little OOC. I'm not really trying very hard to keep them in character. This is my first fanfic, so please don't judge me too harshly.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but Kaeka and her mother. Everything else belongs to Rick Riordan and/or the Greek peoples.

Some people ask me if I know who my father is or what my father does for a living. They ask if my mother has told me where they met, or why they… you know, conceived me. At which point, I give them a dirty look until they go away.

The answer to all of those questions is "yes, but why would you ask something like that?" and to make them retreat ASAP. The thing is, my father isn't exactly the best person. What do I mean by that, you may ask? I'll tell you.

My father is a Titan.

And not just any Titan, oh no. My father is the worst of the Titans, or so I've heard.

My father is Kronos. You know, the King of the Titans, the Master of Time? Yeah, I kind of figured that you would have heard of him.

You might be wondering how such a thing is possible. Wasn't he chopped up into tiny little pieces many millennia ago? The answer to that question is yes, yes he was. But of course, that wouldn't stop him forever.

Apparently, every so often, he could conger up enough energy to be solid for a very short period of time, a few hours at the most. Most of the time, he uses this solid form to cause a little bit of chaos, but last time, he met my mother and well… let's just say that the rest is history, shall we?

Now, my mother has been trying to keep us off of the gods' radar for my whole life. She figures that it probably wouldn't bode well for either of us should my half-siblings and our extended family to learn of my existence due to dear old Dad's horrible reputation. However, she couldn't keep me hidden forever.

But I'm getting ahead of myself here. Let's back up to just a little bit before that, say… the day that my mom and I met our new neighbors, the Jacksons?