I looked at the mirror hanging on the cave's poppy covered wall and into the eyes of my unmoving reflection. I shivered slightly, not used to seeing my natural face. Usually, when I was doing my job, which was most of the time, my face- or rather my entire appearance would change. My once sleek black hair could change into the color of the person's I was impersonating, and my milky white skin would change tones to match that person's as well. Not only would those simple things change, everything would change.
I sighed as I continued looking at myself within the mirror. My dark brown, almost black, eyes had deep black half moon circles underneath them. They were probably the result of getting almost no sleep lately and using so much energy in that last battle in New York City. I clenched my teeth at my last thought.
How could we have lost? I thought to myself angrily as I felt my fists clench together into a death grip. He claimed to have had it all planned out. *Have all the gods separated so that Olympus would be open for the picking; was the major part. I knew we should have gone with my plan. I looked away from the mirror and strode off to the opposite cave wall. Once I got there, I put my back to the wall and slid down it so that I was sitting, legs stretched out in front of me.
My fists clenched tighter, if that was even possible. Damn it, I thought, I shouldn't have joined Kronos' side. Suddenly, nervousness started to mix with my anger.
What is Zeus going to do to me? I thought as I bit of my lip lightly. He cannot be happy that I chose his father's side; or that I made all the humans in NYC pass out. I let go of the bite I had on my lip and smirked slightly.
Ironically, my nervousness had been replaced with amusement. He cannot do anything. Without me, none of their precious demigods could even hope to get a dream to help them with their quests. I thought with glee. Even if he wanted to do anything to me I could just do what my father did, make him fall asleep then go to my grandmother Nyx; the only person Zeus is terrified of. That would be my last resort though.
My smirk melted away when I remembered my father, Hypnos. How long will he stay mad at me? I thought as I ran my right hand through my hair. I sighed. Everyone in my closer family seemed mad at me. My mother Pasithea, my brothers Phobetor and Phantasos, father… Everyone, it seemed like, with the exceptions of uncle Thanatos and grandmother Nyx. However, that only seemed natural to me. Nyx was the one who would always stay neutral in wars and Thanatos simply didn't care because he always knew how a war would turn out, after all, he was a very close subject to the Fates.
I sighed again as I started to hear footsteps coming to the right, where the cave's opening was. I stood up in two quick motions and looked to my right. I could see a shadow of a man in the distance, but he was too far away to discern who he was.
I waited patiently for a few seconds or so until I noticed the outline of wings just barely showing at the top of his shoulders; the wings were mostly shielded from my sight by his back. He must be Thanatos, I thought. Thinking that it was extremely doubtful that father, Phobetor or Phantasos would come over.
With another deep breath I strode over to him. It took only a few seconds to get to him, being that we both walked quickly. Thanatos, if you didn't know him well, would look like an extremely intimidating character. He had paper white skin, inky black hair and matching black eyes. Not to mention that he was at least six foot four, had black wings, and carried a sword on his waist at all times.
"Is he still mad?" I asked him slowly, knowing that he knew who I meant. If there was one thing I knew about my father, he always loved to be around his twin brother, Thanatos. I hoped that meant he shared his feelings with him too.
This face looked blank for a moment, almost like he didn't register what I had just asked him. "Yeah, but it should be okay in time. Hypnos was never good at keeping grudges," he told me then paused a moment. "I think you already know that the same goes with your brothers," he added.
I nodded in agreement.
"However, that's not what I came here to talk about," Thanatos told me slowly. I cocked an eyebrow, already having a feeling of what he was going to say to me.
Thanatos sighed and scratched the back of his head with his left hand. "Zeus and a few other Olympians want to see you, and a couple other minor gods. They want you to leave right now," he told me, sneering at the word "minor". If there is one thing to learn about the gods, it's that there is no such thing as the word minor. Underappreciated yes, but not minor. Normally, I would have smirked or chuckled at what I alone could do to an Olympian. However, the recent dilemma prevented me from doing so.
"Which ones?" I asked him.
He shrugged. "He didn't tell me," he said then rolled his eyes. "I can guarantee you that Nemesis is one of them though," he remarked. I rolled my eyes too, knowing he was probably right.
"Would you like company on some of your trip? I have to leave Hades as well," he asked me. I nodded, knowing full well why he had to leave.
So, without another second's hesitation, we both started to walk over to the mouth of the cave.
The answer is no, there are no OCs in this; simply Greek gods that Rick Riordan never talked about.
