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He smiles and looks down at his descendent, a normal teenaged girl, beautiful and gifted, one that would fit in perfectly with those seven annoying brats. His little spy. "Do you remember the plan?"
"Of course I do. We've been over fifty million times." A smirk plasters itself onto her face, reminding him how cunning she actually is. A black starry night opens as a portal is made to Olympus High and she steps through.
"Hey! Atlanta! Wait up!" A flash of purple hair speeds past the alumnae of Olympus High. Atlanta stops and turns around spying her boyfriend rushing towards her.
"Hey there." A shy smile forms on her lips and she sidesteps his bear hug.
"Have you met the new girl yet?" Archie bounces up and down, but judging from the look on Atlanta's face, it's clear she hasn't. "Come on!" He grabs her arm and drags her to a lanky brunette having locker issues. Jay is on her other side trying to help her get it open.
"Looks like you got the sticky one." Jay says with a light chuckle as he opens her locker.
"T-Thanks Jay." She stutters a light blush creeping onto her cheeks.
"Archie, Atlanta. This is Christa Matthews, she's new here. She's also one of us." Jay lowers his voice, "She's Cronus' descendent. The eighth hero mentioned in the prophecy." Christa keeps her eyes downcast transmitting everything she hears to Cronus. "We have training after school in the secret wing. Just come find one of us and we will show you were it is."
The bell rings and the heroes head to class.
You have done well. Cronus's voice echoes through Christa's mind.