I've only read the Time Untime book in the series, so I don't really know much about the series or characters, but I've done some research on them, and so, if I didn't get something right, please tell me so that I may correct it in the future. Thanks!

Also, Acheron doesn't have a daughter with Artemis in this story and somethings will change as well as some OCs in the story, so be prepared for them. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Destiny Intertwine

Prolog

Luna sat alone in the dark house, once again playing cards all by herself at the dinner table. She sighed as she flipped a card and found that it didn't match with the one she'd opened up earlier; 8 of Hearts and 5 of Clubs are not the same cards people.

"Your turn," she broadly said to her imaginary friend sitting in front of her as she flipped the two cards she'd picked out for her friend and got a perfect match; 2 Kings of Hearts.

'I could cheat,' Luna thought. 'It's a glass table after all…' she looked down at the glass table and could see the whitish-gray tiles under it, covering the floor.

Luna sighed and rolled her eyes and was about to put the cards in the other pile opposite from hers when the large black dog beside her jumped up to his feet and barked out the glass door as lightning strikes down to the ground of her front yard, starting her and causing her to let go of the cards in fright.

Luna turned her head to the side to look at her medium sized, black K9 dog, who was up on his four legs and barking furiously out the glass door of their glass home, trying to get out of the house.

"What is it, Coy?" she asked the K9 as the dog kept on barking out the glass window and trying to push his way out of the transparent, glass door.

Luna turned backwards in her seat at the dinner table and looked out the glass windows behind her, and looked into the summer rain. She scanned the opened field of her house for a moment, her eyes adjusting to the darkness of the night and the hard pouring of the summer rain in Tennessee. Luna looked harder into the darkness when she thought she saw something, her eyes narrowing on it to make it focused and get a better look into it to fine out what it was.

Finally, she saw it when lightning flashed and white thunder rumbled in the dark, gloomy-gray sky, giving off some light into the darkness. Luna gasped as soon as she realized the reason why her dog was barking so much. She jumped up to her feet at that instant, her games of cards with her pretend friend long forgotten, she quickly pushed opened the house' glass door and ran out into the huge front yard of her house, not caring that it was still raining hard and that lighting was flashing in the sky and could descend upon her any minute now as she rushed out to the streets. Coy followed behind her as both rushed towards their descanted place.

The moment Luna opened the door, the cold wind blew into the house and on the dinner table, messing up her cards and leaving some cards flipped up upwards and showing their faces to the others and giving a good look at which card they were. The first two cards flipped were the red 9 of Diamonds and the black 5 of Spades cards, right on top of each other. The next cards flipped were a red Ace of Diamonds, black 10 of Clubs, black 8 of Hearts, red 5 of Clubs and Spades, and a black 4 of Clubs, all closely together in another pile to the right of the first two cards flipped. Then the third pile to the right of the second one had a red King of Clubs, a red Queen of Hearts, a red 9 of Hearts, a black 9 of Diamonds, red 8 of Hearts, black 6 of Hearts, red 4 of Diamonds and 3 of Hearts and a black 3 of spades, and finally, a black Ace of Spades, all flipped up for show, with the Ace at the top of the pile, standing out almost as if it was a sign or something.

Finally, Luna made it to the slummed figure in front of her yard, lying on his back in the muddy ground as his long, dark hair covered him. The long haired man was about three meters away from the open rood of incoming cars to run him over in the dead of night and pouring rain of the summer.

"Mister!" Cried Luna as she bent down to the older man's form on the ground, worried showing on little Asian her face as she looked down at him. "Are you okay?" she reached to touch him on the back and laid her hand there.

The man grounded when she touched him. Startled, Luna moved her hands back to her chest and tried to think of doing something else to help out the injured man on the dirty, muddy ground.

"You're hurt," Luna realized as she saw the leftover bloodstain on her hand, as it was not yet fully washed away by the rain's water. A car came by then and gave her some light on the event. Her eyes widened as she saw the red blood on his back, some sticking to his long black hair and usurping into his black trench coat. "Are you okay? Can you stand?" she asked franticly, panicking a bit at his deep wound. "Can you walk into the house with me sir? You can rest there and hide from the rainstorm. Come on." She got up onto her feet and helped the man up and studied him. 'Heavy!' she thought as he almost made her fall when she leaned him on her for support. She steadied herself and the man before walking slowly back to the house.

The man eyed her from the corner of his eyes as she helped him walk the 20 or so meters to her house (yes, it's that long. She has a wide front yard), which was made out of wood and glass covering most of the front side of the house.

"Coy!" Luna shouted back at the K9 dog to follow them back to the house.

Finally, they made it back to the house and the rain was still pouring down hard. All of them where dripping wet and the dirt were washed off of the 21 year-old man already by the time they'd reached the house. Luna had her shower and was ready to hit the deck. Once they reached the steps of the house and was safely under the house' roof, just outside the glass door, Coy shook off his furs out to the side (the little amount he has on his body that is) so as to not hit the other two standing off to the side of him, and Luna opened the door and pulled the long haired man in.

Another dog greeted them as they walked in, barking and running around franticly at the sight of a stranger. This dog was also a black K9 dog, but was smaller than the first, who was on the other side of the man now, seemingly to support him there should he fall over to that side.

Luna kicked the little thing to the side before leading the man over to the long couch in the big guest room, the only guest room, in the house, just to the left of the kitchen. The couch was also known as her older brother's bed and the living room, his bedroom… whenever he decides to return home that is.

"Careful," Luna warned the man as she looked down to where he was about to step on, a white paper towel covering up something on the floor of the house. "Don't step on that."

The man raised an eyebrow at her as he looked at her out of the corner of his eyes; his head still down so as to not show her the upper part of his face, hidden behind his bangs. Though he didn't really need to do that, since the little girl seems to be way too focused on her task of getting him over to the couch safely and without stepping on any white paper towels on the floor of the house.

"They're dog poop," she explained as she glared down at the tiny K9 in front of them, still barking away his throat. Oh way did her brother have to get another dog? Wasn't one enough already geez! And to think he's not even here to take care of it ether! Such a great, grown, responsible and mature, 27-year-old man he is.

"Oh," the black haired man said as he stepped over the little spot and walked with Luna over to the couch.

Finally, they made it to the couch and Luna laid the man on it before dropping herself to the wooden ground, her head down and eyes closed as she let out a tire breath from having to practically almost carrying the big, grown man all the way from the streets to her living room couch, in the mist of a thunderstorm and pouring rain too no less. Yeah, this was definitely a very nice summer vacation indeed. Very… unique.

Acheron watched the little girl out of the corner of his eyes as he laid down on his front on the couch, trying not to hurt his injured back anymore than it already was.

"…Hasn't anyone ever told you to stay away from strangers, Little Girl? That they could be dangerous?" he asked the little girl sitting beside him, still not showing her his swirling silver eyes.

The little girl looked up at him with a dull expression on her young face. "If I don't take chances and get to know them, then everyone's a stranger," she stated plainly, seeing no flues in her words what so ever.

'Point taken,' Acheron thought as he sweet dropped at the girl's believes.

"Beside," she continued as she tried to pushed away the devilries little K9 devil from getting any closer to her, since she was still wet and didn't want to touch the annoying thing, even if he is cute, but only to some extend, "you were hurt and were out there in the rain like that. How can I not help? I couldn't just leave you out there to, most likely, die, without helping you. You where in the rain and there was lightning too no less." She looked out the window as another rumble took place, her face in a frown and not looking like the child that she was.

Acheron looked out the window with her. Lightning. Yep, that was it. That was what got him into this mess alright. The lightning. Damn, his back hurts from that blast. What was Zeus thinking, shooting him like that just when he'd teleported himself here and out of Olympus, and to a wrong place too no less! Where that heck was he and why did he have to be so cursed with such bad luck? God damn it! Does the Universe hate him or what?!

The little girl turned her head back and looked at Acheron's bloody back wound while he studied her out of the corner of his eyes.

Luna stood up. "I'll go and fine some towels for you to dry yourself off," she said. "And something for you to change into…" the girl trailed off as she ran up the stairs to her left, going up to her parent's bedroom in order to fine him some towels and cloths to change into. Acheron watched the little girl go, amzed by her level of maturity and responsibility, and wondered why she wasn't scared of him, a mysterious stranger who'd just showed up out of the blue (since this place kind of was in a nowhere land) at her front yard, bleeding.

"Corn, SHUT UP!" Luna yelled from upstairs at the tiny barking dog, who was still barking his voice away at Acheron's presence.

"You have an interesting master," Acheron said to the older, black K9 dog.

"Little Luna isn't my Master," replied Coy as he lay his head down and watched as Luna came down the stairs, a bright smile on her face, and holding some white towels in her arms.

"Can you…" she began as she held out a towel for him.

Acheron sat up slowly and Luna quickly went over to help him once she realized what he was doing, but he refused her help as he sat up himself, and took the white towel from her hand, nodding his head at her question, still not lifting up his head to look at her or let her see his eyes in fear of her starting to fear him because of it.

"Oh good," she said with relief in her voice as she moved away from him, letting him dry himself off. "Now, about your change of cloths… Daddy's cloths are definitely too big for you, but Michael's cloths may fit. Problem is, I don't know where he keeps his cloths…" she pulled out a white t-shirt. "So for now, just wear that." She handed it to him. "The bathroom's the last door down that hallway if you need to use it." she pointed to the dark hallway in between the kitchen and the living room. "Your wounds though…" she trailed off as she looked down, worried about what to do to treat his wounds. "Maybe you should go to the hospital? But there's no one here to take you, though… I don't know anyone's number besides Kacy's, but…"

"It's fine," Acheron said, causing her to look up at him. "It'll heal."

"But-!" she tried to protest, only to sneezed midway instead.

Acheron sighed. "Go change. You'll catch a cold if you stay like that any longer."

Luna looked up at him with worried black eyes of an Asian girl. "Will you be alright?"

"I'll be fine, now go change, before you catch yourself a cold in the summer."

"…Okay," she finally gave in as she started to walk down the dark hallway to her room, but then quickly turned back as if remembering something important. "But if you need anything, call me, Okay! Coy, watch him!" and she ran into her room and quickly changed her cloths into her sky blue night pajamas with a white rabbit holding an orange colored carrots on it.

Acheron stared after her. "How old is she?" he asked Coy, who just shrugged at him.

"I don't know," Coy replied as he closed his eyes. "I've only known her for about a human year."

"Hah," Acheron said as he watched the black K9 go to sleep before looking towards the dark hallway, where Luna disappeared into.

Finally, Acheron took off his trench coat and put on the white shirt after drying his coat and himself off as well as healing his wounds.

Just as Acheron put the shirt over his head, Luna appeared from around the corner.

"Or you could do that," she said, a frown on her face as she looked at him. "Your wound-."

"Is fine," Acheron said to her as he pulled his shirt down, his eyes closed and not looking at her.

"…Okay," Luna whispered as she pulled her hand back. She then looked up at the clock on the kitchen wall. "It's already 9:30," she whispered before turning back to look at Acheron, who closed his eyes once she turned back to look at him as he had opened it and was staring at her when she wasn't looking. "Want something to drink?"

'She's a human child no matter how much I look at her,' Acheron told himself in his head as he stared after her while she went into the kitchen and warm up some water for them.

"Where are your parents?" Acheron asked the black haired girl as he took the cup of hot water from her hand when she offered it to him moments later.

"At the hospital," Luna replied, going and taking a seat on the scarlet armchair opposite from him and facing the big, black screen TV on the white wall. She'd snatched the remote from the table and had taken it with her, so she now switched on the TV and watched a movie showing on Disney Channel, all the while drying her boyish, short, black hair (which she didn't ask for, but had to cut her beautiful long hair anyways because it was school policy back in the East. Not to mention, her grandmother had latterly bind her to her chair just to cut her hair in such a style that she hasn't liked much, though she wasn't complaining much now since her head felt so much lighter and was easier to wash. But she still loves long hair and is growing it out again. And this time, no Grandmamma here to stop her, which in itself is a bit sad, since Luna loves her grandma and used to always sleep with her as she tucked Luna in with a bed time story back in the East.)

"So you're home alone? At this age?" Acheron looked surprised. "How old are you anyways?"

The girl couldn't be older than 7, yet she acted as if she was already a woman! What the heck? Doesn't she know the rules of this country? What kind of family is this, leaving a little girl home all alone in the middle of nowhere Tennessee?

"Eight and a half. Nine this year, on October, Mister," she replied, not taking her eyes off the big screen TV.

"8? And you're home alone? Why aren't you at the hospital with your parents? What are they even doing there anyways?"

Luna looked up towards the ceiling, as if thinking of a reply to his questions. Acheron found her face adorable looking like that. "Because I don't like hospitals, so I didn't what to go. Mommy and Daddy are there because Daddy's sick and my Mommy went to take care of him."

"And they left you home all the lone, in the middle of nowhere… where are we at anyways?"

"Tennessee," Luna answered.

Acheron nodded. He'd teleported himself all the way up to Tennessee, great. "Right," he said. "So they left you home alone, at night, to survive on your own? What kind of Parents are they?!"

Luna titled her head cutely, confused as she finally looked at him and Acheron found himself losing to those cute, little black eyes of hers, which seems to hold some kind of a mysterious glint in them as she looked his way, as they question him in her cute and adorable way. "Parents," she plainly replied. "What else would they be, Mister? And I'm not alone. I have Coy and Corn and Michael, who sometimes comes home late. I could never live in this house next to the cemetery all alone anyways. I'd be both too scared and lonely. Besides, Mommy comes back from time to time to check on me and make me some food and clean the house. Oh, and your eyes are pretty, by the way. They look like a dragon's pearl or something, so please don't try to hind it from me, because I really like them." She smiled at him before sipping her hot water and turned back to the movie playing on the wall.

Acheron was taken aback by that compliment. No one's ever said that his eyes were pretty before; much less compare it to something so beautiful and divine as a dragon's pearl or say that they want to see it. 'This girl… is really something…' he thought as he looked at her, finding it hard to take his eyes away from her small form.

"You're a stange little girl, you know that?" Acheron asked her.

Luna smiled brightly at him. "I'll take that as a compliment," she said.

"So who's Michael?" Acheron asked with a frown on his face.

"My older, step brother," Luna answered, still not looking at him as her eyes were glued to the TV. "He's away at work right now, but he'll come back sometime late into the night… what something to eat?" she smiled her pretty little white teeth up at him.

Yes, he wants something to eat, badly. "No thank you," he replied instead, looking away from her, but still looked back at her out of the corner of his eyes, and regretted it. Oh how he wanted to slap himself for saying that when he saw the frown on her adorable face. Damn it, he can't tell her that he was hungry, because he was! But not for human food, no. He was hungry for her BLOOD!

Damn it, he was about to break his own rule here, the rule he'd made up for every Dark-Hunters under his command to follow, about not drinking human blood, by lusting hungrily for this little, human girl's blood!

But that can't be right. He'd already eaten that night though. And the only bloods he can take are Artemis's, right?

"Well I'm hunger," Luna said as she got up off the arm chair and made her way to the kitchen once again.

Acheron looked up from his thoughts and watched after her as she headed to the kitchen to fine them something to eat.

"She can cook?" he questioned as he heard the sounds of a meal being prepared in the kitchen. "At this age?"

Luna came out of the kitchen sometime later to fine that it was already past ten when she got out, and was close to 10:30. She held two large plates of food in her hands and put one down on the table, in front of Acheron.

"Eat," she commanded. "You're hurt. You need the strength to get back on your feet again. And what better way then to eat and rest!" she than went back to her place on the scarlet armchair and watched a show that came on, since the movie finished already.

Acheron looked down at the white plate of food in front of him. 'Wow, she really can cook,' he thought, amazed by the little girl's ability, as he looked down at the plate of food in front of him, perfectly made. The large plate of food consisted of fried eggs on top of white rice with red chicken curry off to the side and a small bow of hot, steaming soup on the other side of the big, white plate.

"Did you really make all of this just now?" Acheron asked the little girl before him, who eating her rice and curry.

Luna turned to look at him. "No!" she replied with a bright smiled on her Asian face. "Only the scapbled eggs."

"That's what I thought," Acheron whispered as he looked down at the plate of well-prepared food.

"The rice was cooked this morning, to go with the soup. I'd usually put the rice into the soup to make it easier to eat since it becomes softer that way, and was tempted to do that for you since you're hurt and all that, but decided not to. And the curry was for lunch!" she smiled brightly at him.

Acheron's mouth dropped wide opened at her.

"What?" Luna questioned. "I'm a girl, it's only natural isn't it? Oh, and I'm Luna, by the way. Please forgive my manners; I forgot to introduce myself. My actual name is actually Willapa Wongsawat, but you can just call me Luna if you want. Don't even have to try my last name if you don't what to. Not many people here can get it right anyways." She smiled at Acheron.

Acheron smirked. Don't he know a thing or two about that. 'So, she's Thai,' Acheron thought when he heard the accent. 'ด.ญ. วรภา วงสวัสดิ์, hah.' (You can go to goggle translate to hear how it sounds if you want)

"And you, Mister?" Luna questioned. "What's your name?"

"Acheron… Parthenopaeus. Ash for short," Acheron answered her.

"That's a cool name. Acheron," she repeated and instantly liked the sound of it on her tong. It was almost as if she was speaking air or something.

Acheron found himself liking his name being said on her pretty, little red lips, called by her sweet voice, drawing him in…

'Wait!' Acheron held himself back. 'She's just a kid. An 8-year-old, human child on less!' Another one of his Dark-Hunters rules was that they can't, or shouldn't, fall in love!

'But she'll grow,' said a voice inside his head, causing Acheron to become confused before he shook it off.

"Well, I should get going now," Acheron said as he stood up, looking out the glass windows of see that that rain had finally stopped. He grabbed his black trench coat. "Thanks for helping me-."

"Wait!" Luna called out to him. Acheron looked back at her. "You're hurt-!"

"I'm fine now. Thank you for caring so much, but don't worry yourself too much over someone like me, Little One." And Acheron made his way towards the glass door, stepping over any white spots on the floor.

"Y-you still haven't finished your meal yet, so come back here and finish it ACHERON PARTHENOPAUS! And keep me company, please… don't leave yet…"

Acheron found himself halting at her words, just right at the door, as he was about to open it. She'd said his name perfectly clear. Even better with her voice that sounded like an angel's melody to Acheron. And those words, those last words. Oh he knew he was going to regret turning around to face her again.

Acheron closed his eyes and cursed before letting go of the doorknob and made his way back to Luna, who was still on the armchair in the living room.

Luna's teary face turned into a smile once she saw him coming back and she jumped off the armchair and came to sit with him on the couch, holding on to him as if afraid that he would leave her alone in the dark house next to the cemetery. All the more scary with two dogs here, and her being so afraid of ghosts.

Luna smiled, happy at her handy work. She nodded to herself in satisfaction as she sat down on the couch with Acheron, her arms intertwined in his right arm. "You should at lest be polite and finish the meal I made for you before you leave. I went out of my way just to make a extra one for you after all," she said as she held on to his right arm.

Acheron sighed and began eating the human food.

Finally, he finished his meal made for him by a little kid. The meal that he had to force himself to eat just to satisfy the little girl that helped him and keep her smiling. Not that the food weren't good or anything, they were. It was just that, they weren't his type of food. Not the ones he'd prefer anyways, since he'd only every drink blood, Artemis's blood, after his resurrection and becoming the leader of the Dark-Hunters, the very first Dark-Hunter to have come into existence, all thanks to Artemis.

"I'm finished now. So can I leave?" Acheron looked down to the girl beside him to fine her fast asleep. No wonder why is was so quite.

Acheron smiled to himself before turning off the TV and grabbing a dry towel on the couch and covering Luna up with it.

"I guess it's pass you're bed time, hah Luna?" Acheron whispered as he smiled down at her. Indeed it was past her bed time. The clock on the TV box read 11:15 already. Time to get going.

Acheron suddenly frowned as he felt the dark, evil aura of a blood trusty demon just outside the glass windows, eyeing Luna lustfully. Acheron held Luna closer to him as he sent the red-eyed demon a cold glare out of the corner of his eyes, his aura murderous.

"Back off," he warned the best in a whispered, but was clearly heard by all. "She's mine." And with a sudden glow of bright, gold lights, the demon was gone, crumbled to dust at Acheron's will.

Once the demon was gone, Acheron let out a breath he didn't know he'd been holding and looked down at Luna's sleeping form in his arms. He smiled a bit at her. She was so tiny, soft, pure and innocent in her sleep.

"Seems to me like you're a fine target for demons and souls around here, Little Miss Luna," Acheron stated in a whisper so as to not wake Luna up. "Alright then. I've decided. I'll give you a gift as thanks for taking me in and worrying about me so much." Acheron leaned down, bushing away her bangs, and kissed Luna on her forehead.

A small, gold light illuminated off of the kiss when his lips touched her forehead. Acheron backed away from Luna's sleeping form and studied his handiwork, watching as the small, gold symbol of the sun with three silver lighting bolts going through it appeared on Luna's forehead, right in the middle, before it disappeared into her skin, leaving no trace of it behind.

Acheron smiled, satisfied at his work. "That should do it. You won't have to be scared anymore now Luna. They won't harm you now, not with my symbol on your forehead for protection," Acheron said.

Luna steered a bit in her sleep. "Acheron?" she questioned sleepily as she lazily opened her eyes to the darkness of the room, since Acheron had turned off the lights already, as he was just about to leave.

Acheron smiled down at her warmly.

"Are you leaving now?" she asked as she looked up at him, starring right into his eyes.

Acheron nodded his head at her. Luna grabbed his cold hands and held it in her own, warm ones. "Will we meet again?" she asked him, her eyes sad and pleading as he looked at her, finding it hard to resist her. "Luna wants to meet you again, Acheron. Luna wants to be friends with Acheron, please?"

Acheron smiled warmly at her. 'This girl,' he thought as memories of her life came rushing into his head the moment she reached out to touch his hands, allowing him to see into her life, or at lest, her life up to now anyways, and know her nature and personality, know who she is and how she is and acts. And now he knows that she also has another older, stepsister who lives not far from here, in the woods just up the hills. What a very interesting family indeed… 'She learns quickly and has quite the cleaver mind too. For someone who wasn't born and raised here, she sure is smart, to be able to learn to speak clear English in just less than a years time in this country… even if she's only but a child…' (They say that children tends to learn faster than most because there young and can adapt to changes quicker.)

"Yes," Acheron answered her with a gentle and kind smile. "We're friends forever, Luna. And we'll meet each otheragain. Now, go back to sleep, it's already way pass your bed time, Little One."

"You'll come fine me, no matter what right? Friends forever?" she head out her pinky.

Acheron smiled and intertwined his pinky with hers. "Yes," he promised, "I'll come for you. I'll fine you no matter what happens and I'll help you should you ever need me. After all, that's what friends are for right?" Luna smiled. "Now go back to sleep." He gave her his words as the Final Fate and tucked her into bed.

Luna smiled and closed her eyes, going back to sleep. "Oh, and I don't have a bed time when it's summer vacation, Ash," she whispered one last time before drafting off to dream land.

Acheron chuckled at that responds. 'Yes,' he thought as he watched her fall to sleep. 'Go to sleep. Sleep and forget. Forget that you've ever met me tonight. Forget that you've helped me and brought me, a stranger to you, into your home without any second thoughts.' Acheron smiled at that thought. Really, kids. They were way too kind, innocent and ignorant to the curlty of the world sometimes, protected by their parents. 'So soft and fragile.' Acheron traced his hand around her cheeks and moved down to her neck as instant kicked in.

Acheron stared at Luna's neck lustfully as his fangs came out. And finally, losing control of himself and not being able to hold himself back any longer, Acheron suck his fangs into Luna's soft neck and drunk her blood.

As soon as Luna's sweet, pure and innocent blood touched his lips and he swallowed it down, Acheron felt his heart did a sudden beat that made him stop and come back to his senses as he felt his fast heartbeat and the burning feeling of his soul as the fire came to life inside of him. As soon as he realized what he was doing, Acheron quickly moved back and away from Luna, his eyes wide and his hand covering his mouth, which was covered in some of her blood that he did not get to swallow. Acheron watched Luna sleeping away innocently into the night as the light of the full moon shined down on them through the glass windows, seemingly not affected by what had just happened, by what he'd just done to her.

Upon realizing what he'd just done, Acheron quickly teleported himself out of there, not realizing that he'd left something behind on Luna's lap, and leaving behind a clean and quite house and a healed up Luna, who's sleeping soundlessly into the moonlit night, her memories of him erased from her mind.

Luna steered in her sleep and her hands moved to grab onto the thing left behind by the Leader of the dark-Hunters, the Atlantean God of Final Fate.

Michael Scott got out of his sky-blue care with his brown haired girlfriend and put his arms around her waist as he lead her up to the house. The two walked up the three small stairs and Michael opened the glass door for them to go into the house. His house.

The wind once again flew in as the couple entered the dark and silent house.

The tiny girl in Michael's embrace giggled and Michael smirked as he looked down at her while he lead them over to his bed, the living room couch. Michael smiled seductively down at the woman in his arms as he kissed her lips and moved downwards. The tiny woman moaned and giggled in his arms as he placed kisses down her body, lightly teasing her.

Veronica stopped her gigglings when she saw someone sleeping on the couch. She frowned.

"Michael," she whispered out as she tagged on Michael's long, white sleeve dress shirt, trying to get his attention away from her body.

"Hm?" came Michael's muffled voice as he continued to place kisses down on her neck.

"Who's that?" Veronica pointed towards Luna, who was sleeping on the couch, her head turned towards the fireplace and the stairs side of the house.

Michael looked up from his work and turned around to look at who his girlfriend was taking about only to fine Luna sleeping soundlessly on his couch.

"Oh," he said once he saw her. "Her."

"Who is she?" Veronica glared up at Michael.

Michael laughed at the jealously laced in her voice, as the two broke apart. "Don't worry about her. She's my little sister and she's only 8. Wait here for a bit, okay babe? I won't take long," he told her as he made his way over to Luna's sleeping form and held her up and into his arms like a parent would a child. Michael looked back at Veronica, who seemed a bit pissed and annoyed at him. "I'll be right back. I'll just take her to her room and than we can start the fun when I get back, baby." He flashed her a seductive smile, causing Veronica to blush and sat herself down on the couch in a huff, still acting as if she's annoyed at him for not telling her such things.

Michael than turned on his heels and took Luna to her room, just to the left of the dark hallway, left of the bathroom. He opened the door to her room and put her on the little white couch that was her bed and covered her up with the big and puffy, ugly green blanket of hers.

He smiled down at her as the moonlight came through from the window.

"Sorry I kept you waiting," he apologized with wrath in his eyes as he put a hand on her forehead.

Luna turned towards the window side of the room, opposite from Michael and where the moon was high in the sky. When she turned away from him, Michael noticed that Luna was holding onto something in her hands. Something that looked like a gold necklace with a small, gold sun pierced by three silver lightning bolts on it. The small chain holding it was also the same light gold color. He noticed that Luna seemed to be holding onto the necklace very tightly, as if her life depended on it or that the item was very important to her somehow.

Michael arched an eyebrow at her before getting up and quietly left the room, gently closing the door behind him so as to not wake her and ruined the fun he was going to have with the woman who was waited for him just outside, as he went.

Once the door closed and Luna was left alone again, she grabbed onto the necklace tighter.

"Acheron," Luna whispered in her sleep as she brought the necklace closer to her heart. Acheron's necklace and his symbol, which also contained some part of him in it.

Acheron retuned to the Mansion in New Orleans and tried to clam down his fast heartbeat as he sat down on his bed, in his room. What was that all about? She's only an 8-year-old girl for goodness sakes!

"But she'll grow," came that voice once again.

'...Who are you?' Acheron questioned in his head as he finally realized that that voice was not his.

The voice didn't answer him right away. "You'll know soon enough. For now, just remember what you've said to her, Atlantean God of Final Fate. Take responsibilities for your own actions, Apostolos."

"Well Your Majesty?" questioned the black haired boy sitting on the dinner table, opposite from the blond. "What do you think?"

The blond haired boy put down the card in his hand, facing it upwards on the glass table and showing it to be a red King of Diamonds. The blond haired preteen smirked up at his 11-year-old, glasses wearing friend who sat opposite from him, facing the living room while he had his back to it, his deep blue eyes sparkling within the darkness of the silent night.

All the house residences where already fast asleep. Luna was tucked up in her room, sleeping innocently away on the white coach in the study room, which has now turned into her bedroom. She was still holding onto Acheron's necklace so tightly that she could be bleeding from it, and holding it very close to her chest in a protective manner as the light of the full moon shines down on her sleeping form.

Michael and his girlfriend, Veronica, were holding onto each other as they slept just right behind the blond boy, in the big living room, on the bed that came out of the sofa, both naked under the bed's blanket.

"Will she do?" the black haired boy with black eyes and big, round glasses asked his old friend as the two sat at the table, on the opposite ends of each other, playing a game of cards.

The blond youth, who looked to be on older than 13, smiled as he throw the red card over to the other boy sitting on the opposite side of him, only to have it land perfectly next to the two other cards, just under the black King of Hearts and sitting just above the black Queen of Hearts, on the pile to the right, next to the other pile as they both sat on top of the black Ace of Spades, his eyes never once leaving his old companion's all through out their little game of cards.

The clouds parted ways and let the moon's light shine through and into the dark house where the two males once sat and played their games of cards. Only now, there was no one sitting on the glass table. No trace of them, only 5 piles of flipped up cards, which looked like fortune telling kinds of cards, gave off any signs that someone was there and had been playing with Luna's playing cards as the un used cards where all piled up nice and neatly off to the side.

The fives piles of lined up cards on the glass table consisted of, from the first roll, a black 5 of Spades and a red 9 of Diamonds. The second roll, just on top of the first, consisted of a red Ace of Diamonds, a black 10 of Clubs and black 8 of Hearts, a red 5 of Clubs and Spades and lastly, a black 4 of Clubs at the end of the roll. The third roll starts off with, from the kitchen side, a black 9 of Diamonds, a black 6 of Hearts, red Queen, 9, and 3 of Hearts, a black 3 of Spades, a red 8 of hearts and King of Clubs, and lastly, a black Ace of Spades.

That was the end of the three rolls of cards, now starts another new roll, but these ones goes up just above the black Ace of Spades. The first roll was off to the left, towards the kitchen, and seems to have a silver light about them, coming off of the cards and making them glow in the dark room of the night. The first card was a red 3 of Clubs, then a black 4 of Diamonds on top of it, then a red 10 of Clubs, a black Ace of Diamonds, red 8 of Diamonds, 6 and 4 of Hearts, a black 2 of Clubs, a red 8 of Spades, a black Aces and 5 of Clubs, a black King of Hearts, King of Diamonds, and Queen of Hearts, a red queen of Clubs, Jack of Hearts and Jack of Club, a red Jack of Clubs, a black 9 of Clubs, a red 2, 7 and 3 of Hearts, a red 2 of Diamonds, 5 of Hearts, 3 of Spades, 4 of Clubs, and 5 of Diamonds. The second pile to the right of the first one seemed to have some kind of a golden glow to it instead of a sliver glow like the first pile. The first card at the very bottom of the roll that goes up, sitting on one half of the black Ace of Spade and close to the other silvery pile to the left, was a red Ace of Hearts, followed upwards by a black 4 of Hearts sitting on top of it, and then a black ace of Clubs and a red King of Hearts. After that was a red King of Clubs and Diamonds, a black Jack of Clubs, red 10 of Hearts, a black 9 of Hearts, a red 9 of Clubs, a black 5 of Diamonds, 2 of Hearts, and lastly, a black 3 of Clubs sat at the top of the roll.

Those cards where the ones Luna would come to fine line up and faced upwards on the dinner table come the next morning.

The little blond haired boy smiled as he looked up at the white gates in the darkness of the Abyss, his deep blue eyes sparkling. "We shoal see each other very soon, my dear," whispered the 13 year-old preteen as he held onto a white book lined with gold designs and ancient, inscription writings on it.

The long, black haired girl behind the gates opened her eyes up a bit to show a deep green colored eyes with dancing sparks in them as she was held prisoner to the Universe, tied down and bind by chains, cloths, and ribbons of all colors as she sleeps away the pain.

The 15-year-old blond opened his deep green eyes up as he awoken from his long slumber in the darkness of the Abyss and grabbed onto his red scythe, readying himself to do his patrolling job around the Abyss after such a long sleep and time of neglecting it, his realm.

The 11-year-old black haired, glasses wearing boy stepped in front of the sleeping best as he sleeps under the moon light in the sky, surrounded by all the trees of the forest.

"It's time to make up, Lord of the Black Wolves of the Night," the black haired boy commanded the large best sleeping soundlessly before him, just under the moonlight.

The black best opened his deep blue eyes up and slowly rose up to his full height, blocking out the moon behind him in the process as he speared out his large black wings and howled into the night, signaling the others to awaken from their long slumbers as a dragon opened its blood red eyes and flew out of the snow, ice cave in the norther realm. Other dragons who sleeps in the forest, the river or pounds all followed as they all ascend into the night sky. A white tiger and other mystical creatures, as well as people in divine clothings, joined them as they all awoken and left for Earth, the realms of the humans.

Tips on Fortune-Telling Cards!

Ace of HeartsLove and happiness. The home, a love letter. This card is a particularly favorable card that indicates troubles and problems lifting.

King of HeartsA fair-haired man with a good nature; or a man with Water signs predominating in his chart. Fair, helpful advice. Affectionate, caring man. This man helps you out without much talk. His actions reveal his kindness and concern.

Queen of HeartsA fair-haired woman with a good nature; or a woman with Water signs predominating in her chart. Kind advice. Affectionate, caring woman. Sometimes, this card can indicate the mother or a mother figure.
Jack of HeartsA warm-hearted friend. A fair-haired youth; or a young person with Water signs predominating in his or her chart. Often this points to a younger admirer.
10 of HeartsGood luck, success. This is an important card that suggests good fortune after difficulty.
9 of HeartsThe card of wishes. A wish/dream fulfilled. Look to the card just preceding this one to determine what the querent desires.
8 of HeartsUnexpected gift or visit; an invitation to a party.
7 of HeartsSomeone whose interest in you is unreliable; someone with fickle affections for you. This card can indicate lovesickness.

6 of HeartsA sudden wave of good luck. Someone takes care of you, takes warm interest in you.

5 of HeartsJealousy; some ill-will from people around you.
4 of HeartsTravel, change of home or business.
3 of HeartsLove and happiness when the entire spread is generally favorable. In a difficult spread, this can indicate emotional problems and an inability to decide who to love.
2 of HeartsA warm partnership or engagement. This is a very favorable card that indicates strength and support coming from a partner.

Ace of ClubsWealth, prosperity, unexpected money/gain. However, in a difficult spread, this money may disappear almost as quickly as it appears.
King of ClubsDark-haired, kind-hearted man; or a man with Fire predominating in his chart. A generous, spirited man.

Queen of ClubsDark-haired, confident woman; or a woman with Fire predominating in her chart. She may give you good advice.

Jack of ClubsA dark-haired or fiery youth. Popular youth who is good-hearted and playful. Can also indicate an admirer.

10 of ClubsBusiness success. Good luck with money. A trip taken now may result in a new friend or love interest.

9 of ClubsAchievement; sometimes a wealthy marriage or a sudden windfall.
5 of ClubsNew friendships, alliances are made.

4 of ClubsBeware of dishonesty or deceit; avoid blind acceptance of others at this time.
3 of ClubsLove and happiness; successful marriage; a favorable long-term proposition. A second chance, particularly in an economical sense.
2 of ClubsObstacles to success; malicious gossip.

Ace of SpadesMisfortune; sometimes associated with death or, more often, a difficult ending.
8 of SpadesTemptation, misfortune, danger, upsets.
5 of SpadesOpposition and obstacles that are temporary; a blessing in disguise. Sometimes indicates a negative or depressed person.
3 of SpadesBreaks in relationships. Sometimes indicates that a third person is breaking into a relationship somehow.

Ace of DiamondsChange; a message, often about money, and usually good news.

King of DiamondsFair-haired or graying man, or a man with Earth predominating in his chart. A man of authority, status, or influence.

9 of DiamondsA new business deal; travel; restlessness; a change of residence.
8 of DiamondsNew job; change in job situation. The young or the old may find love on a trip.
5 of DiamondsHappiness and success. A change for the better. A birth, or good news for a child. A good time to start new projects.
4 of DiamondsFinancial upswing; an older person may give good advice.
2 of DiamondsA business partnership; a change in relationship; gossip.

Facts on Play Cards

Each of the 13 cards represents the 13 lunar months of the Earth year and the whole deck of 52 cards represents the 52 weeks of the year, both indicating the 362 days of the year.

Arcs are symbolically "alpha and Omega" or "The beginning and end"

Playing cards are related to Astrology

The four suits were associated with the four elements and seasons:

Heart- Water

Clubs- Fire

Diamonds- Earth

Spades- Air

Can anyone tell me if Acheron knew who his real parents, or at lest, who his real father was? If so, then when did he fine out?

*Story Questions*

1. Can anyone guess why I put the black Ace of Spades at the end of the third roll and have two different rolls of cards come out from on top of it?

2. Anyone knows what the three rolls of cards going from left to right represents? What about the two going from bottom to top on top of the black Ace of Spades?

3. Anyone know why the black Ace of Spades stands out the first time around?

4. Who's cards are these and what can they mean to that person?

Answer & Review! Please tell me what you think!