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He wanted out.
He never wanted to be part of the chaos that was the myths of gods and goddesses and their gifts and curses. He didn't want to live a life of doubt, a life of running, a life where he knew he couldn't survive. Kaiden Jackson was just 15, trying to keep his 12-year-old demigod brother safe and alive. But what could a mere mortal boy with a bow and arrow do?
Kaiden was only 4 years old when he was living in the streets, barely surviving. He was in death's palm, ready to be crushed, ready to fall to his demise.
But life had other plans for the child, his savior had come around taking him away from death's grip. Bringing him to health and giving him the life, every child should deserve.
He grew up having a family and no memory of his close call to death. No memory of people who cared for him or loved him before she came into his life for the better.
Sally Jackson. She was his savior. His protector. His mother.
In his eyes Sally Jackson held the world. And not surprisingly to Sally, Kaiden and Percy ruled and held her entire world.
He had a little brother, Perseus Jackson or as they liked to call him Percy. He was 1 when Kaiden was brought home. He had soft curly blond hair that reached his tiny ears and held ocean blue eyes that if you stared for too long you could see soft waves in the sea.
