The girl nods before gesturng to the seat. "Sure. Never seen ya around here before. What's ya name?" She asks, brushing a lock of brown hair outta her field of vision.
For a moment, I panicked. I forgot to think up a name! As I scrambled to come up with one, I looked within myself and saw... Lightning?
Whatever, doesn't matter, you have an aesthetic now, think Xal, Lightning-themed names.
The first one to spring to mind is, obviously, Lightning from Final Fantasy XIII, but that always struck me as an odd name-choice and doesn't really fit in today's culture, maybe in 20 years or so.
Another is Nora from RWBY, but she was always my 'least favourite among the nine main kids, even if Sab' did raise my opinion of her.
Who else is there... Come on, think; Lightning, force, power, might, grandeur, Set, Fenrir, Tyr, Thor, Odin, Zeus, Herecles, Zoe, Atlas, Artemis, Percy, Luke, Annabeth... Thalia?
Thalia Grace
Thalia
The girl who refused to bow to gods or Fate...
When her attention-seeking mother gave up her (half? Full? What's the blood relation of different aspects of the same god?) baby brother to the House of The Wolves, Thalia ran from home. Slaying who knows how many monsters from Hades and possibly crossing interstate borders at the age of 14.
Later, probably a year later, her and her two friends, Luke Castelian and Annabeth Chase, were taken to Camp Half-blood, a summer camp for Greek Demigods like them, Thalia being a daughter of Zeus while her brother Jason was a son of Jupiter.
Unfortunately the three friends and their Satyr guide were being chased by a horde of monsters, all after Thalia.
The Big Three, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades had sworn an oath shortly after World War II not to sire anymore Demigods following a Prophecy stating that one such child would decide the fate of the world.
Thalia, rather than let her friends be captured, stood against the horde alone until her last breath... or so she thought.
Whether he was moved by her valour or simply wanted to deny Hades the victory, Zeue transfigured his daughter into a pine tree as she was dying and imbued her with protective magics to gaurd the camp she died for.
Thus were the gods denied.
Years later, when she was released from the tree by Luke's machinations, rather than succumb to the whims of Fate fully, she gave up her right to love a man and joined Artemis' Immortal Huntresses, locking her age at 15 years, 364 days, 23 hours and 45 minutes old, thus diqualifying her from the prophecy as one of the criteria was that the child had to be 16.
And thus were the fates denied.
Sitting down, I smile as I tuck in to my first proper meal ever. Yes, I can certainly stand to honour such a Hero. "You could say that, Call me Thalia, what's your name?"
