Anastasia Pietrzak (Mother) was a desperate, yet beautiful, woman in Warsaw, Poland in the early 1990s. Having suffered the loss of both parents which led to her eventual life on the streets, she had nothing to lose and wanted a purpose in life. Her life never strayed from staying outside of various shops in hopes of getting essentials - in which she did from time to time. However, one night fear totally came to her. A few teenagers, too drunk to realise their actions, threatened her with various weapons and Anastasia prayed for someone to help her. Seeing how scared she was and was enticed by her beauty, Deimos decided to help her, shrouding her in some sort of terrifying aura which scared the teenagers off. He appeared to her and in return for saving her life, he asked her to have children with him. Having demigod history within her, Anastasia sensed something different about the man, however as she owed him her life, she complied and the two began sexual intercourse later that night. Afterwards, Deimos left, leaving Anastasia with a small pair of CB Anklets and a CB bracer, stating that she would know when to give them to Cecylia, He also left another weapon if she turned out to be more of a "tomboy", a machete coated in a bronze material. He also left enough money to find herself a comfortable farm home and told her to pray to Demeter in order to have good harvests.
After being born with Damian as twins, the two children grew up rather normally, being nourished by their mother, and wondering who their dad was. At age 6 they both went into kindergarten, making the school year more fun and interesting.
They stayed in the same classes up until 3rd grade (9 years of age), where Cecylia complained of being nauseous when she was sent to a prep school some 20+ miles away from Damian. While she felt that way, her mother thought she was finally “becoming a woman” only to realize that such a distance between to children of fear caused them to feel pain and a tremendous amount of fear. Anastasia had learned that them being separated put them in an odd place, as a child in a new place without its sibling would be terrified of being alone. She helped ease them into school gradually, feeling relieved when they stopped fretting over being alone. She had noticed a slight change in how they walked, as if they didn't fear anything, then remembering Deimos and how he was the god of terror. They've already been to hell and back before being born, they don't fear anything. She thought to herself.
by 5th (11 years of age) grade they were soon adapting to their surroundings, but noticed people behaved strangely around them, people seemed to cringe or look away in fear while near them, as if they were the most horrible creature on the earth. Cecylia thought this was funny, and was sure to make sure her presence was known by all around her, just to maximize the fear she saw in them.
However, during one night coming home, one 6th grade (the day before her birthday) night, she heard a small voice in her head, You've used your powers wrong, and you act as if everyone is subservient to you. You will have repeated nightmares about the past and future to come, each one making your life seem a happy place in comparison to what you will see. She kept hearing the voice in her head, thinking it was a song to a band she couldn't remember, until she fell asleep. Now it begins.
During the dreams, she experienced the horrors of war and man, the tragedy of loss and the fulfillment of a job well done. She feared the joy of winning more than dying, knowing what would happen, or what had happened to her opposers.
During their adventures in school they found 2 friends, who seemed to like the no matter what. Ania and Alexander where their names, and they told them of worlds beyond them, the Mountain of Olympus and the plains of Elysium. She gazed at them while they told the most vivid stories of the Greek world, of the gods, and how the gods work. She wondered in complete amazement as they told her of Deimos, the god of Terror. She wondered why terror worked that way, and why she was cursed with the unending stream of nightmares, night after night. She shrugger it off, to get ready for her birthday, which was tomorrow.
However, on their 12th birthday, they spent the day with their mother, only to be attacked by Hellhounds the size of a German shepherd and Harpies. Quickly adding them up, she counted 2 hellhounds and 3 harpies. The friends they acquired had left the party before this occurred, except for the strange ones, Alexander and Ania.
The Hellhounds originally charged at Damian and Cecylia, while the harpies targeted Alex and Ania. The Hellhounds had grabbed Cecylia by the arm with their teeth, trying to shred her to pieces, while Alexander stabbed one in the jaw upward with a strange ruddy brown sword. Cecylia looked down at his leg to see a hug tuft of fur poking out of the side of his torn pants. “You need to shave, Alex, you look like a grown man in a boys body.”
She looked at Ania and saw the same thing, a tuft of fur poking out of her side of her pants. “Are you people European like us or something? Because, we may be European, but we shave our legs at least.” She looked down at Damian’s leg to see a bit of hair coating it. “Well, I shave at least.”
As they charged the "kids", Alex leaped atop one of them, only to drive his sword into its skull, rendering it useless, before another one leapt atop him, jaws snapping wildly. Aim for the head, they die quickly, Cecylia thought.
While Cecylia was bantering and dodging jabs left and right, they finally got rid of the hellhounds, but had to take care of the harpies. This is where Anastasia gave her the CB daggers that Deimos had left her and Ania gave her an impromptu training lesson. “The best way to learn, is to put your life on the line,” Ania told her. “When a harpy swoops down, duck, then spring up with both hands.” Cecylia then followed her instructions, but missed the first try. “Time it!” Ania decided to yell. Cecylia tried again, this time hitting a harpy square in the chest, bringing it down with her. “Damian, I touched a harpy boob, and it was surprisingly soft…” Cecylia called across the room. Ania responded with, “Yes, we will keep one for you to fondle when you want. Now pay attention.” Cecylia muttered, “Your sarcasm hurts.”
“Well, a harpy talon hurts more than my words, now, PAY ATTENTION.”
Cecylia began bringing down the harpies that attacked her one by one, but soon ran out of Harpies to attack. “Aw, I was having fun.” Is all she would mutter.
After the attack, the satyr and Satyress decided to show the kids their demigod side, by bringing them to CHB. Along the way, the kids were attacked by several Harpies, Hellhounds and Scythean Dracanae. While they fended for themselves, the Satyrs taught them to defend themselves, most of what they knew being basic attacks. Cecylia had been given a pair of anklets by her mother during the attack, which had contained the BC daggers, and a bracer after all was said and done, which turns into her BC Broadsword.
Soon enough, they made it to Camp Half Blood, where they were claimed by Deimos. After being claimed, they promptly left to England, while their mother funded them to stay until they got jobs of their own, to spend the next 6 years in relative peace, aside from the monster attacks. Many times, the two were attacked by Scythean Dracanae or Harpies in a dark alley, but in some cases, hellhounds proved more worthy in open spaces, as they feared being seen jumping around, and being called a bunch of looneys.
As time went on, they found more and more about their father, and more they knew, they feared him. After wandering home from work on a cold Autumn evening, they were spotted by a pair of Scythean Dracanae and a Chimera, they had to fend off the snake women with what they knew, but the Chimera was a new experience, they had never seen this.
As they began to dispatch the Snake-ladies, the Chimera would then prevent them from finishing them off, mainly by snapping it's lion head, or dripping venom spittle from the snake portion. Soon Damian and Cecylia were outmatched, as a pair of harpies came in and swooped down, gouging small pieces of flesh from their body. Cecylia saw a pair of familiar shadows fleeting across the monsters, watching them all fall, aside from the one Dracanae and the chimera. Ania picked up Cecylia and Damian, as Alexander tried to fend off the Dracanae, but instead killed the Chimera.
Cecylia soon grew outraged at having to be helped, "Enough!" she cried out at the Dracanae, pushing a wave of pure terror at it, forcing it to cower in front of her. Damian came from behind it, and cleanly severed it's head with his machete. "That was all of them, right?" Cecylia had asked, before she passed out from exerting too much power in that wave of terror.
They live in relatively normal peace from the 3 months until their 18th birthday, but had still to fend off the monsters that began showing up, but it was becoming easier, knowing how to work together with each other.
On their 18th birthday, they felt a strange sensation to make people feel sheer terror. While they made people around them suffer in terror, Cecylia still suffered from the horrible dreams, wondering how to remove them from her system, as if they were a curse.
They then returned to Camp Half Blood, feeling relatively normal, surrounded by the other campers. To this day, they still suffer horrible visions of the past, but have learned to control them, more or less. They spend their days training and making new friends (and enemies).