#*jakke

Myra Gleipnif left her home country, fleeing to Mexico to escape her family. It is here where she meets Pedro Cortes, a man with a penchant for mythos. He introduces his new love to his favorite myths, reading them aloud to her.

He forgets that names have power. Reading them aloud and adding commentary on their feelings on a certain god or monster begins to attract the divine to the couple. They fend off monsters for a week straight.

Running on no sleep, Pedro prays to Hecate for protection. The lack of sleep makes him confuse the goddess of crossroads with demons who make deals with those at a crossroads.

The goddess, amused, doesn’t smite the man. Instead, she says she’ll give him a protector. What she creates is a ten-year-old child with divine sense imbued in his very being.

She parts with the following words: “Though the child will protect you and your lover, you will leave the Americas. The gods know you’re here.” The couple plan to leave for England as neither have family there. As soon as the child hears of the plan, he utters his first spell—“illuc hinc”—teleporting the trio there without any paper trail. They land in London as it will be easier to get lost in a big city full of mortals than the countryside.

Knowing his purpose from the moment he begins to exist, he chooses the name “Jakke” meaning protector. (This isn’t shared until Pedro and Myra are settled into their new lives when it comes up that he’s been “The Child” all this time). It is this purpose that leads him to have less of a childhood and more of a constant outlook for gods and monsters. He transforms into insects to sneak with them to work, keeping an eye on them.

Ten years later, when Jakke hasn’t sensed anything divine for a whole year, Myra and Pedro feel safe enough to finally stop looking over their shoulders. They would have their first child together, a boy named Benes. Two children, Filip and Sabrina, would come later. The three children were always under the impression that Jakke was just like them. His magic aged him from the preteen he looked like to whatever age he would be had he aged naturally.

The scent of five mortals does wonders to hide a demigod. However, Hecate still knows where her son is. And being fed up with the Olympians treating her like a minor goddess instead of the powerhouse she is. She sends him dreams of a new purpose—helping her in the upcoming war. (“The mortals will be fine, I need you now.”)

With Lady Hecate’s instructions being clear, Jakke would use the same spell he used to transverse the Atlantic the first time to appear in New York.

He is claimed right away and put in Cabin Eleven since Hecate doesn’t have her own. Most everyone welcomed the teenager.

It’s not hard for Jakke to see what Lady Hecate meant. How the gods treated not just her, but any god who wasn’t one of the twelve and the demigods. His anger grows on their behalf. Of course he fights for Kronos when the time comes.

Losing so many siblings and allies during the Battle of Manhattan haunts him. As does Lady Hecate turning her back on her traitor children for redemption from the Olympians. His punishment is to be haunted by the memories of the dead—seeing them everywhere he goes.

He isn’t exiled, but he doesn’t return to camp, even with the addition of a cabin he would fit neatly into. Instead, Jakke returns to England. He uses his knowledge of real magic to set up an occult shop. The name is “Magication,” a portmanteau of magic and vacation. He sets up a door in New York so those who want to visit from camp can.

By the time the Second Giant War (and later, the Great Imperial War) rolls around, Jakke doesn’t care. The gods have caused enough pain, he could stand to watch them get wiped out, but he won’t dare interfere. Even sensing Lady Hecate obscuring the heroes isn’t enough to stir him to care.

All he wants is to move on from the horrors of the first war he fought in, but his curse is always there, reminding him of the last time he tried was involved with the gods.