Hello, hello, all! This is myfirst Class of the Titans fic, so bear with me.

I feel horrible for even THINKING of writing this fic. I have some fics I haven't updated for about a year.

Here, I'll admit it; I'm somewhat lazy.

I really am going to work hard to make this one get updated regularly. That's a PROMISE.

So, with that out of the way, onto the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I do not own Class of the Titans, and I don't intend to anytime soon –shifty eyed-

Till We Find Our Place

Cronus leaned back in his seat, placing his hands together, grinning at the ten humans, slowly awaking before him. He couldn't believe how simple it had been to snatch the pedestrians right off the street.

He had four children before him, three of the women were their mothers, the rest were men. He found it easier to get the children first. Humans were so predictable. If you throw someone's child into a stream, the parent dives right in after it.

Much too simple.

Most of the humans were awake by now, the ones who weren't; he got his giants to zap.

"Alert I see," he said, strolling towards where they were huddled on the ground. "It'd be the first time. You idiotic humans need to learn that it's not safe to just walk down a street. You never know who might just reach out, and snatch you away."

He laughed, turning away. One man lunged for him, and was sent flying across the room knocked unconscious by one of the giants.

"Whenever you're ready, Agnon," said Cronus.

Agnon nodded, signaling for the other giants to help him.

The children were put into large sacks. The rest were dragged off, the mothers screaming for their sons and daughters, the men struggling against the powerful giant's grips.

Ah…chaos, thought Cronus, sitting back down in his seat, watching in amusement at the horror before him. Perfect.

"This is the eighth one…"said Odie, tacking the newspaper clipping to the wall.

They all sat in the living room, Archie and Herry slumped back on the sofa, lazily flicking through the channels on the television. Neil was studying himself in his compact mirror, and Theresa and Atlanta were trying to catch up on homework.

Jay and Odie sat at the coffee table, a newspaper lay out before them. They had started paying more attention to the headlines now, after a few weeks ago when the first person was reported missing.

"I just don't get how all these people can go missing without a single witness," said Jay, frustrated. He looked up at all the other newspaper clippings, clustered up next to the one Odie had just put up.

The new headline was of a man, in his mid thirties last reported being seen leaving the park with his dog. Jay saddened as his eyes scanned the past headlines. Many of the victims were children, a few were mothers of the children. He didn't get it, to what purpose would someone want to kidnap these people, and how did they do it?

"You don't think it'd have something to do with Cronus, do you?" said Herry, finally releasing his gaze from the television.

Jay turned to him, frowning.

"I can't think of anything else that would make sense," he said. "These people are disappearing in broad daylight."

Neil looked up from his mirror, snapping it shut.

"How come we always blame Cronus when something bad happens?" he questioned, raising a perfectly arched eyebrow.

Everyone turned to him.

"I'm just saying…" he exclaimed. Atlanta rolled her eyes, exasperated.

"I still think we should check it out," said Odie, folding the newspapers back up, having thoroughly read through it and finding nothing else of importance.

"I agree," said Jay, standing. "If it isn't Cronus, we can still help stop this. If it is, then I think we may have something more difficult than what we suspect on our hands.

They were spilt up in various areas downtown. Herry and Neil were in his truck, parked outside the park, each had a walkie-talkie in his hand. Herry was calm, watching over the park. Neil wasn't paying attention, busy interrupting other channels.

Herry rolled his eyes.

"Neil…honestly."

Neil looked up.

"Well what else am I supposed to do? This is so, boring."

"Just, keep an eye on people," Herry said, as he heard Jays voice cut through the walkie-talkie.

"Anything happening over there, Herry?"

Herry skimmed the park quickly.

"No, it looks pretty normal to me."

"Well, just keep an eye on any children, they've been the main target so far."

"Got it."

Archie, Atlanta and Theresa were patrolling the heart of downtown. Archie wasn't sure how they were supposed to do this, people were swarming the sidewalks, it was almost impossible to tell where someone had been a second before.

"This is insane," Archie said over his walkie-talkie to Atlanta, who was on the next block. Theresa was stationed on the block after that.

"At least you don't have a sidewalk sale going on over there. How does Jay expect us to monitor this place? It's hardly likely Cronus will try and take someone with so many people watching.

Theresa cut in, hardly audible past all the noise.

"Guys, we have to stay focused. This crowd might even make it easier for Cronus to take someone. Keep watching."

Atlanta sighed, which came out as static on the other end, and cut the transmission.

Jay was by himself, keeping eagle eye watch over the outskirts of downtown. There were much fewer people here, and hardly any running businesses. There were a lot of empty shops with newspapers covering the windows.

The few people that did pass by, he made sure were still there after turning a corner or passing through alleys. Neil had called him paranoid, but he thought otherwise. There was nothing wrong with being cautious.

Atlanta's voice emerged from his walkie-talkie.

"Jay, do you think we should pack it in for the day? We've been out here for an hour and a half and there's been nothing. I think the store owners are getting a bit suspicious."

Jay paused for a moment. He was keeping his eye on a middle-aged woman and what he suspected was her son, around the age of seven.

"No, we can't stop now. What if as soon as we left someone went missing? Stay for another twenty minutes. I'll call onto you then."

"Ok, fine," she said.

Jay lowered the walkie-talkie from his face. He was walking about half a block behind the mother and son, making sure they didn't see him. Everything seemed normal, until the two walked past a tree disappearing from Jay's vision. They didn't emerge on the other side.

Jay blinked. How could that be?

He ran to where they were last seen, weaving in-between cars, quickly turning on Herry's channel.

"What's up?" came Herry's voice.

Jay didn't reply for the longest time. He stared in shock at what was left, right where the mother and child had been seconds before.

"Jay…?"

Jay ripped off the note nailed to the tree, reading it quickly. He raised the walkie-talkie to his mouth.

"Herry, contact Theresa and the others, get down here now."

"What's wrong?"

"Now Herry," he said and cut the transmission.

He stared down at the piece of paper clutched in his hand, reading it over again.

"Jay,

If you wish for these dear humans' survival, I advise you and your 'team' meet me here, at exactly midnight. If you fail to show, I'll be sure to make their deaths slow and verypainful."

Well, there it is!

Sorry for it being somewhat short.

Arg, I had SO much done then my computer FROZE UP and I lost so much. I had to re-write about half of it over again, which sucked majorly.

Please review, it would be much appreciated. I'll put up the second chapter soon! I actually planned out this whole story first, before writing it (a first for me.)

Yours till I grow a beak,

The OddBird