Here is the first chapter for you to enjoy.

Though the moon shone brightly in the sky, it could not compare to the fire searing through the forests of New Olympia. Cronus was to blame for this, Cronus and his new ally. They had managed to best the seven heroes and leave all this overwhelming chaos in their wake. Atlanta, Herry and Archie had been left by the lake as Cronus had taken his well-timed leave as always.

"ARCHIE!"

You almost couldn't hear the screams from amidst the flames as the boy dove into the lake.

"ARCHIE! ARCHIE!"

"Atlanta! No!"

The firm arms of Herry wrapped around the slender red- head who was calling out to her friend. Herry knew how much Atlanta wanted to rush after her friend; she writhed around in his grasp frantically.

"HERRY! HE CAN'T! HE CAN'T SWIM WELL! I HAVE TO!"

Herry wanted to let go of Atlanta, he wanted to join her in attempting to save the foolish boy. He had promised though, in one of those foolish moments of friendship he had promised Archie that if ever Atlanta wanted to follow him into a stupid situation he was to hold on and never let her go.

Theresa limped over to where she saw Herry wrestling with Atlanta. The backdrop behind the two was overwhelming. The lake and the trees around it were ablaze, ignited as if the landscape was soaked in oil. The heat of the fire was overwhelming, it seemed to lodge itself in Theresa's throat and she battled to speak. This had truly been a battle against Cronus that they had lost.

"HERRY IF HE DIES! IT'S YOUR FAULT! IT'S YOUR FAULT!" Atlanta continues to kick and scream, she clawed at his immovable arms that chained her down but he did not sway.

Archie felt the warmth of the water as he swam through. He felt his lungs constricting and begging for air but as he looked up, he saw only flames.

"I have to!"

He pulled himself forward, feeling his arms wanting to give in and his vision clouding as he swam. He wanted to at least give Atlanta this.

Chuckling could be heard, a deep very bemused chuckle. There was a clinking sound of glasses being tapped together and the chuckle continued.

"My dear Semele, you have outdone yourself. You left those brats floundering for air."

"Cronus, I have not been called Semele since my son resued me from Hades grasp. I have done as you had asked. When do I get to Hera? I'm tired of these games already."

Cronus stood proudly mulling over his glass of Ambrosia; he looked at the female standing before him. True, he had called her Semele but she now went by the name Thyone as well. In myth she was one of Zeus' many conquests, beautiful and persuasive enough that she was shown Zeus' radiant glory. It was at the suggestion of Hera though that Semele had asked this of Zeus.

This girl was a descendant of the original Semele, Cronus had tracked her and found she possessed some unnatural talents that would prove to be worthwhile. With a bit of godly persuasion and dabbling with the spirits, he had managed to draw the spirit of Semele into the girl. Before him stood a young girl, cradling an arm burnt by fire in the past. Her hair was short and curled tightly, her eyes were small but behind them a fire raging with anger bubbled.

"Patience my dear, let us allow them to … simmer in this loss. It will make is taste that much better when we reach our goal," Cronus chuckled more as he sipped the Ambrosia and began to wonder why he had not thought of this plan sooner.

"Atlanta, Atlanta wake up."

"Artemis, is it really that important?"

"Athena, she will want to know."

"The girl is tired, they are all tired."

Atlanta heard the commotion outside the door of her room; she rolled onto her side and felt the softness of her bed. She couldn't remember how she got there or when she had gotten home for that matter. As she opened her eyes, they smarted from the exposure to the fire last night.

"F… fire." Her throat was parched and crisp as the words escaped her mouth, she sat up in bed and reached for a glass of water.

"Atlanta?" came the voice of her mentor from outside the room again, "Atlanta, I have news about Archie. We found him."

The door of Atlanta' bedroom swung open: "What? Why didn't you say so? Where is he? Is he okay? Artemis, tell me!" Atlanta' felt as if her heart was in knots, as she looked at her mentor. Artemis placed her arm around Atlanta and held a firm grip on her.

"Walk with me," Artemis guided Atlanta along down the stairs and out of the Brownstone.

"Artemis, please!"

"Well last night Odie called us in, needless to say we made quick work trying to save the forest. I made it my priority to scout for Archie and I found him."

Atlanta's throat felt as if it was constricting the very sound out of her, she swallowed and managed to get out a few words: "Is he?"

"He's alive, just barely. I'm glad I found him in time. Chiron is seeing to him even as we speak."

Atlanta felt no less comforted: "You said… you said barely?"

Artemis bit her lip as she looked at Atlanta; she sometimes forgot that the girl was human. Human emotion made them so fragile; even now it looked like the girl was ready to collapse in on herself. Artemis tightened her grip on the girl: "Atlanta, he's been burned severely. Even being immune to disease like Achilles cannot help him with this. He'll take time to heal.

Atlanta's legs felt like lead, she slowed and looked at Artemis: "But… why? What did he? I… I"

Artemis took her free hand and seemed to draw something out from behind her back. It was a nest, a small nest with eggs within it. Atlanta shook her head: "That's… that's the Mangrove Finch nest I showed Archie. Oh please don't tell me…"

"I found him with this nest," Artemis said simply and handed it over to Atlanta.

"I showed him this nest just the other day. I… I told him all about how these birds were endangered. I shouldn't have. Oh Artemis! Take me to him! This is my fault!" The Goddess of the Hunt could only nod as she ushered the girl towards where Chiron was treating Archie.

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