Is It Worth It?

By Anya

Chapter 1: Exhaustion

A/N: Yes, I know some people are all like, oh My Gosh…More?? And they can't believe I would add to my already long story. But then, people asked for a sequel…and I love you all so much, I had to do a sequel. Although, I can't promise it will be as long as I'm Not That Person…Also, the extremely short summary below this, you don't have to read. But seriously, if you haven't read INTP then I really suggest you do so. This is just a recap. And yes, it looks long, but it is VERY short considering I'm Not That Person was 27 chapters. I'm done rambling now.

Disclaimer: You would think after all this time and effort us authors put into COTT, we would own it… but no, we don't. And it is probably a good thing too, considering we would make it really romantic and smutty. And I would make Archie a gang leader… lol.

Continuing with the quotes:

"You've done worse…and so have I." -Atlanta

Extremely Short Summary for I'm Not That Person:

Calli is the descendant of Cassandra, a prophetess. She becomes friends with the group, and eventually falls in love with Herry. A gang called the Vida ládron (It means Life Thieves) comes to town, killing, raping and stealing. Archie, who was once the VL's leader has another side to him called Muerte (It means Death) that is cruel and unfeeling. He abandons the group in order to save Atlanta, and replaces himself with his long lost sister, Danaya. She was once a prostitute and falls in love with Neil. Atlanta gets captured by Cronus. Archie would save her but prophecy says he will kill her if he tried. They solve the problem, Archie saves her, and Theresa develops more of her powers. Everything is happy, even though Cronus got away. The Titans descendants are immortal, except Calli and Danaya, the women who Herry and Neil love, aren't.

xxx…Did You Ever Think What Loving Me Could Mean?...xxx

Archie watched Atlanta being bathed in sunlight that drifted through the curtains. She rested her head lightly against his chest, breathing calmly and deeply in the throes of a dream filled sleep. Archie was exhausted; as you could plainly tell by the dark circles around his blue eyes.

They had been searching relentlessly everyday before and after school for weeks and yet, still, nothing. Archie had read every book in the mythology and Reference sections of New Olympia's public library at least twice. And still, he had found nothing.

Nothing short of a miracle or some Ambrosia could grant immortality. And if Archie, the direct descendant of Achilles and a personal friend of the Gods, couldn't get ambrosia, no one could.

Archie sighed lightly as Atlanta rolled over, still deep asleep. She had been working harder than Archie. She didn't sleep for more than four hours, she didn't run, she didn't do anything other than read.

All of the titans' descendants had been reading and researching for something that could grant immortality. Odie, Jay, Theresa, Archie and Atlanta had not stopped to rest for very long. The only people who worked harder than them were Herry, and surprise, Neil.

Herry and Neil had been working non-stop for anything to keep the people they loved from dying.

Lifting Atlanta gently from him, Archie extricated himself and continued to the downstairs living room, where Jay, Theresa, Herry and Odie sat. Archie plopped onto the couch and sighed as soon as he saw Herry. Hercules' descendant looked desperate and broken. His brown hair was untamed and his usual quiet manner was gone, replaced by determination and need.

Archie knew exactly how Herry felt. It had only been seven months ago that Atlanta had been captured and tortured at the hands of the God of Time. Archie was positive that the frenzied needful look that was apparent on Herry had been on him too.

You don't mess with Atlanta. And it seemed that the message had finally gotten through, considering rumors that had circulated throughout the city of New Olympia.

Archie had once been one of the most terrifying Gang members to have lived. He was the youngest living leader of a gang, and he was also one of the best thieves to have ever lived. Archie had been named Muerte –and rightfully so, considering it meant Death in Spanish- and had taken control of the Vida ládron. The name Muerte was legend. He was considered the Houdini of his time.

No one who messed with Muerte came out well. And it just so happened that only seven months ago, Archie's once-best-friend had kidnapped the only person Archie had ever loved.

And then Archie killed him.

So news had gotten around of Muerte's desertion and the new leader of the Vida ládron, a man called Denim. And no one on the streets wanted to play with red-heads anymore. It was a serious problem, since most streetrats that were girls were dying their hair red. Surprisingly, Archie was he leading cause of non-crime in New Olympia.

Archie smiled softly as he remembered Atlanta's beautiful fire-hydrant red hair. It was one of the things he had been attracted to, besides her strength and spirit. That and her gorgeous hazel eyes.

"Archie, seriously, snap out of it." Herry snapped. Archie sighed and came back to Earth, listening in to the boring but important meeting.

"Sorry, got caught up." Archie muttered. Jay glanced at him sharply.

"Alright, we have been through everything for immortality. And I mean everything: The Philosopher's Stone, The Holy Grail, The Crown of Immortality, Reincarnation, Resurrection, and Ambrosia. Our only chance would be ambrosia, and there is no way Hera would allow that! I mean ambrosia could just as like make them Gods or kill them." Odie informed them. Herry looked downcast.

"And Cronus hasn't attacked in over three weeks. So it has been a crappy few days lately." Jay supplied aimlessly.

"When Cronus doesn't attack, things start to suck? Are you masochistic? Honestly?" Archie asked his leader. Jay rolled his eyes.

"Yes Archie, I love when the sick, twisted, sadistic God of Time comes out, because then he tortures me and all my friends, and it is just ever so delightful." Jay scoffed, "You seriously think I am masochistic?"

"Well you never know with you, Jay. You are just ever so spontaneous. We never know what you'll do next." Theresa teased dryly. Archie snickered, loving the pretend hurt and offended look on his oh-too-serious leader's face.

"I think I am insulted." Jay told him seriously.

"Jay, you would notice an insult about as much as Cronus would notice a sale on hair spray." Archie commented.

The sarcastic insults and jokes that were made in a half hearted attempt to lighten the dreary mood came to a complete stop when Danaya bounded down the stairs.

Danaya had had the most noticeable change of all of them. She had learned to cook; she studied and had learned to cope with Herry's huge intimidating size. She still didn't like him, but you know, some things don't change.

Her lips were no longer painted red, a trademark quirk of someone who lived on the street, namely a prostitute. And her clothes were less…revealing and tempting….since Archie had given her money.

Plus, Archie was known as the tyrant, and if his baby sister wanted to run around in mini skirts, it definitely concerned him.

Danaya looked pretty today, not that that was a huge change, she was naturally beautiful, but her dark jeans clung to her frame, and her red shirt with the black lace over top was classically darker, but not scary. She wasn't really an overbearing type of person, she was actually quite shy. And when it came to Neil, it was strange. They were opposites. She cared nothing for her looks, and had been a homeless prostitute and yet a pretty famous blonde model was dating her.

Not just dating, but willing to find something to make her immortal so he could spend the rest of his life, his eternity, with her.

"You guys have been working too hard. Let's just enjoy life…please?" Danaya pleaded, "And since I have decided, as supreme ruler of Neil, and Second in command of Archie, we are going skating. Now. So get ready and I will meet you in the truck."

The group wearily got to their feet, knowing that no matter how tired they seemed today, tomorrow would be worse. And they really needed a break to relax and laugh and have fun together. It seemed like the first time in forever.

"Supreme Ruler?" Neil objected, his lost little boy's eyes wasted on Danaya who was already bouncing out the door.

"Face it Neil, she has you whip-ped." Archie sang happily. Neil's blue eyes glared at him.

"And you aren't whipped by your little red headed beauty upstairs? I only have one person who controls me. You, my friend, have two. One is a red-headed tyrant that bosses you around, the other is Danaya, the cute innocent little sister who gets whatever she wants. So I think, in the long run, I am ahead of the game, and you are just whipped past the point of return."

Archie glared at Neil, "I am not whipped!"

He had always been a terrible liar.

"Guys, maybe we shouldn't go. I mean, we could stay and do more research. I think I will stay." Herry said. Jay's response was cut short by the doorbell. He sighed and opened the door, instantly surprised.

"Calli? I thought you went on vacation for Christmas?" Jay exclaimed. Calli grinned at him, her face partially obscured by the large fuzzy pink toque she wore.

"Well, I missed you guys a lot. So I got a ride back here, where Danaya phoned me and wanted to know if I could go skating. So I dropped in." Calli said excitedly. She walked into the doorway, smiling at Odie, who had fast become one of her best friends.

"Calli!" Herry called. She turned to him and beamed. He hugged her tightly, spinning her around in circles.

"Herry! You're squishing me!" She giggled lightly. Herry immediately set her down.

"I missed you." She whispered softly. He smiled gently at the petite woman. Her long brunette hair was still as curly as anything, and her skin now held a few freckles.

"You too." Herry replied. She beamed brightly, and clapped her pink mittens together.

"Alright, let's go skating!" She declared, ushering Herry out the door.

His earlier objections were soon forgotten as the tiny woman kissed his cheek lightly.

xxx…Take A Ride On A Suicide Romance…xxx

"Atlanta?" Archie muttered to the sleeping red head on his bed. She looked beautiful and ethereal lying there so peacefully. Nothing could possibly make her more gorgeous.

But when Atlanta opened her hazel eyes and looked at Archie, Archie realized he had made a huge mistake. Atlanta could get more amazing than she already was. Especially when she smiled at him like that.

It made him grin breathlessly back at her.

"Yeah Arch?" She replied softly, rubbing her eyes gently.

"We are going skating, you know, to have fun and relax. Herry didn't want to, but when Calli showed up with fuzzy pink mittens, he couldn't resist. So do you want to come?"

"Of course!" She exclaimed, bouncing out of bed and changing into her normal shirt. Archie flushed a dark red and spun around, facing the wall. She laughed.

"You shouldn't do that Lanta! Theresa would slaughter me if she saw that!" Archie snapped, not truly mad at her. I mean, sure he could get angry with Atlanta when she did stupid things, but what guy got mad at his girlfriend when she stripped in front of him?

Well possibly Jay… but considering the noise last night, Archie sincerely doubted that. But he still was a freak, so you never know…

"You've done worse…and so have I." Atlanta giggled, kissing his cheek and racing out the door. Archie quickly followed, hoping the blush that stained his cheeks could be passed off as cold from outside.

"Not fair Lanta!" He called, hopping into the large oversized truck that had once again been tampered with. Is now had ten seats, and extra compartments. The group of nine fit in easily, with one space left.

They had often wondered who the other space was for, but the gods' wouldn't tell them. Herry had laughed it off and told the gang it was probably for Odie's future girlfriend.

Archie smiled as he looked around at his best friends and sister. This was his family. And it still hadn't stopped growing yet.

A soft green mitten was soon slipped into his bare hand. He squeezed lightly, once again thanking all of the gods that Atlanta had been returned safely to him. She still had scars from where Agnon and Cronus had tortured her, but she was safe. And she had forgiven him.

Archie still didn't know how in all the hells he had won Atlanta. In fact, he didn't know why she put up with him. He didn't deserve her.

Atlanta was concerned with Archie's attitude lately. Just since the other day, he had seemed preoccupied. He still talked to all of them, but he just seemed to be drifting from her. Atlanta hated it. She hated that she still was afraid to trust him.

The red-head sighed lightly, and glanced around, grinning at all of her other friend's obvious happiness. Jay seemed relaxed now, considering he felt as if he had all the time in the world to defeat Cronus and marry Theresa. Theresa also seemed happier, but that could just be because Jay finally admitted he loved her, and they were on the verge of dating. He still refused to publicly announce it, but Atlanta wasn't deaf, and let's just say, 'it isn't just Cronus that goes bump in the night'.

If you catch the drift.

Neil was a brand new person. It was incredible. He still loved his appearance and took showers over thirty minutes if possible, but he would cut them down to ten if Danaya asked him.

Actually, he would do anything Danaya asked him. The blonde model simply could not say no to her. He was worse than Jay.

Danaya only had to ask, and Neil would do. She controlled him with every flutter of her sinfully long eyelashes.

And yet, Danaya rarely used that to her advantage. She didn't want to use him, probably because he didn't use her. He didn't use her for popularity, or looks. He just loved her.

And that was the strangest thing of all. It was like, Neil's self love was apparent in everything he did whenever Danaya went somewhere, but as soon as Danaya appeared, it became second best.

Atlanta was afraid Neil might actually feel left out of his own love.

Herry was the same Herry they had always known. Sure, he didn't look at any other women anymore. And he didn't care so much about his truck. Although he had gotten bullet proof plating and installed an emergency exit on the bottom and top of the red vehicle.

But that was only because he intended to use every measure possible to keep Calli safe.

There were a few things in life, you didn't want to do. Number one: hurt Calli in any way, shape or form. Number two, scratch Herry's car.

But you know; if you want to, go ahead. Some people do have a death wish….

Atlanta grinned excitedly as the ice rink came into view. She loved skating, even though Archie wasn't too fond of it. He liked the whole skating part, but not so much the 'skate on water that is frozen and could break at any time part.'

'But, what is the point of having a boyfriend if you can't control him, right?' Atlanta thought, letting her lips pout slightly, and frowning.

"Come on Archie, don't be scared. Let's go!" Atlanta urged, her eyes opened wide, letting them water slightly. Archie looked panicked.

"Yeah, let's go! Hurry, I love skating." Archie said exuberantly, pulling Atlanta out of the truck.

Atlanta grinned and reminded herself to thank Theresa for the lessons later. Which begged the question, where was Theresa? And Jay? And…Odie?

"Jay?" Atlanta called curiously. Where had they go-

Archie cursed and quickly dove to the snowy ground. Atlanta looked at him in surprise, until a snowball flew by her head. She dropped to the ground beside Archie.

"What do we do?" She asked. Archie smirked.

"What we do best Lanta. We fight back!" He informed her, jumping to his feet and letting fly a barrage of snowballs Atlanta hadn't even seen him make. She grinned and joined him, making Theresa's previously nice hair frizz and go flat. The curvy girl bounced to her feet and raced towards Atlanta.

"You are so in for it!" She yelled, trying to catch up to the sprinting red head. After almost killing herself, Theresa flopped to the ground. Atlanta stopped soon after and smirked cockily at her.

"There is something to be said about being faster than everyone else." The huntress told her thoughtfully.

Theresa's retort was interrupted by a beeping noise from Odie's pocket. Jay turned towards him questioningly, but Odie shushed him.

"Hera needs us. So much for skating." Odie sighed lightly, starting on unlacing his skate.

Calli looked crestfallen. "Oh, well maybe another day. Tell Hera I said hi. And also, tell her Cassandra once made a prophecy that should be valid in about two more days. I don't know if it is important, but is she wants to know it, she can call me."

Herry watched the tiny girl pout for a little longer, not being able to stop her from making the most adorable face ever.

He leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Dinner and a movie, tomorrow. Dress up. Pick you up at seven?"

Calli grinned, all traces of disappointment gone. "Sure! But you should go, everyone is waiting for you."

"No, they aren't," Herry snickered, "They are waiting for Neil."

Calli glanced over to see Neil talking to Danaya behind the cover of a tree. She giggled when Neil kissed Danaya.

"Shoo! Danaya and I will walk to the Brownstone, and I will stay there tonight, considering my daddy is out of town."

Herry nodded, hugging her slightly before jogging to his truck, stopping only to drag Neil away from the pixie-like Danaya. He objected, and looked sulky, but in the end left with Herry.

Herry felt bad for the blonde model. Ever since seven months ago, they had been in the same boat together. They both had women they loved more than life itself. But since Neil and Herry were immortal, they were only going to get about seventy more years with those women. And while that seemed like a long time now; the prospect of an eternity alone, with only seventy short sweet years of happiness didn't really agree with Herry.

He was going to make Calli immortal. Or he was going to die trying to make himself mortal again.

'And then,' Herry thought, watching Calli walk away, 'I am going to marry that girl.'

xxx…Hey Good Lookin', Why The Frown? You always Look Better When It's Upside Down…xxx

A/N: I know it took me forever to put up, but I wanted it to be good and my internet is absolutely screwed right now. It works for only like an hour a day, maybe. So very sorry, but review if you liked it. I am going on a trip for a week, and then I have summer gym, so I might not update for a while. But I will try!