(A/N:) To asimplecritic, the bad review you gave me is now obsolete. the day of your critical assesment, I was uploading really late, and my mom made me turn the computer off before I could get all my thoughts out. If you would please read it again, now that it's up to date, and if you still find it not to your satisfaction, oh well- the world will still spin.

* sitting in the Diner*

waitress: what'll it be Miss?

me: Um, I'll have a Mountain Dew, and the Disclaimer Special.

waitress: one disclaimer comin' right up!

I DON'T OWN ANYTHING~!

"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray Hades my soul to keep, if I should die before I wake, I pray Charon my soul to take(to the underworld).

Dear Gods, please bless Delilah (my Hell-hound) and Nico (my boyfriend); and please make tomorrow at least a SEMI-normal day" Oh Gods I hope I can get to sleep.

Having finished my customary good night prayer, I crawled into my grimy old sleeping bag, and pulled it up to my shoulders, it doesn't go up to my chin, it's a little kid's sleeping bag; I've had it since I was short. I snuggled in, trying to find the warmth it would take to get me to sleep. I found the warmth quicker than normal, and as sleep came I was able to relax my sore muscles, and dream.

I slept well, when you compare that night with every other night I have spent on the streets; my dreams where unusually sweet, and I later had to wonder why the Gods granted THAT part of my prayer, when everything else went wrong.

About me, now that I'm asleep, ('cuz the Author's beta reader(s) are ALWAYS complaining about her character development.)

The most important thing about me is that I'm a girl, and very glad of it to.

The next most important things in my life are Nico di Angelo, and Delilah The Hell-hound.

Niko is the son of Hades, Lord of the Dead, he is also my boyfriend, and Delilah was a birthday present from Niko last year.

Now I know you must be thinking, "what kind of guy gives his girlfriend a Hell-hound for her birthday?" but trust me, I can handle it.

You want to know how and why I can handle it?

My mother is Eris, Goddess of Chaos, and my OTHER mother, is Aphrodite, Goddess of Love. Don't ask me how that happened, I don't know, all I know is, it was a bet from Dionysus (when he and Aphrodite where drinking together) that she couldn't get Eris to fall for her. she did, eventually everyone does, and I was made. Now, technically, with laws the of science; reproduction, and all, I shouldn't exist, but it's the Gods, anything can happen.

My overwhelming beauty, combined with a heated passion for trouble bringing, nuisance making, misfortune causing and generalized evil doing, make a Hell-hound my perfect companion.

Delilah is the perfect mixture of size, daunting and smarts, good for discouraging attacks from people who's lives I have ruined with my war mongering, and perfect to snuggle up with when my Size to Small Sleeping Bag just can't do the trick.

All in all, I have to say, life is pretty good with people (and animals) like Niko and Delilah looking after you, that is, until my prayers where answered. Although they where answered the exact opposite from my intended purposes.