It was merely by chance that at the Olympics, a great lover of sport, none other than the goddess Victoria turned up to watch the long jump, in which hunky sweetheart Jake was competing; there were so many girls waving banners that Victoria couldn't see much, so she moved purposefully to stand at the front to see what the hullabaloo was about.
Then her eyes saw his face, and he flashed a flirty smile at her. So many hateful looks from fans landed on her after that; it was clear they all wanted him too. But Victoria merely smirked at each and every one of them, considering him to be hers unless Venus herself intervened.
After the event Jake Rakinson himself walked up to her, ignoring the tear filled eyes of other devoted fans as if they were invisible, as if only Victoria existed in the milling crowd of sobbing girls. He took her to his penthouse, and they drank a lot of his favourite wine, Italian to be exact.
Neither one remembers what happened from then onwards, they woke up together. Victoria said she had a work engagement to get to, and disappeared. And when days passed, Jake searching high and low, he became depressed.
Eventually she came with a wailing baby girl, and they decided before they parted to name her Andrea.
Andrea was always a fiery yet kind spirit, and raising her was an enjoyable affair. At the age of five, Jake, after his own monster experiences at school, being a son of Aquilon,decided to homeschool her. This worked well, especially when it came to sport because Andrea seemed to have a natural affinity for it.
At the age of ten, a wolf came to take her to Lupa, to the Wolf House, while she was out exploring with her father, at nearly dusk; a monster attack was not far off and she needed to be protected. Andrea remained there for a year before going to camp.