Chapter 2: Queen

A/N: Sorry for the long update time, I am visiting my Daddy who I only see twice a year. This chapter is dedicated to Demenior, because she got me to finally update. Enjoy and review please!

If I did own Class Of The Titans, it would definitely not be made for kids under 8. lol.

xxx… Some Say Love, It Is A Razor, That Leaves Your Soul To Bleed …xxx

As the teenagers shuffled into Hera's plushy throne room, the sense of dread hung high over their heads like an executioners axe. The last time Hera had called them in with a 'problem', life had gone downhill for everyone. Archie left the group, Atlanta got kidnapped and tortured, and then Theresa died. Fortunately they had gotten through that.

Archie noticed how Theresa subtly moved closer to Jay, and how Atlanta's lithe body remained coiled and tense. Archie moved closer to her and set his hand at the small of her back, offering comfort. She smiled wanly at him.

"Hello children. Don't look so down, this news isn't that bad." Hera said cheerily. The titans had noticed that Hera was significantly happier since the whole Archie/Meurte thing.

"Alright Hera. What's the damage?" Jay asked, flopping to the couch. Archie smiled. Jay had become less uptight since the whole Theresa dying thing. Immortality agreed with him.

Archie realized something then. How did Theresa die, if they were immortal? And why would Hera have been worried then, if she knew they were immortal?

"Hera," Archie interrupted her, "Why did Theresa die in Cronus' hideout? Shouldn't she be immortal?"

Hera looked at him like he had thrown an iron at her head.

"Well, I… I don't know. She shouldn't have died…" Hera stuttered.

The look on Jay's face made Archie wish he hadn't said anything. He looked furious, and desperate. He had the same expression that Harry and Neil wore when they found out about their immortality.

Until Persephone came bounding into the throne room. She skipped up to Jay, and closed his ever gaping jaw.

"Calm down Jay. She died because she wanted to. Do you remember the terms of your immortality?"

"Yes, we don't really live for forever; we just live for a long, long time. And as long as no one kills us, or we don't wish to die, we will never get old. Although we will grow up to an age of our choice." Hera nodded at Jay's explanation.

"Exactly. And Theresa wanted to die; she was in so much pain." Persephone concluded.

Jay's face noticeably calmed. He only looked like a sleeping dragon now. Archie grinned. He wondered what he looked like when he was angry about Atlanta.

"Anyways, what I was saying before being so rudely interrupted" Archie flushed, "Is that you all need to be careful. People are out looking for Atlanta. You should always travel in pairs. And Archie, teach her how to fight at night. Ares will also be taking extreme training for all of you."

"Why are people looking for me?" Atlanta asked, glancing at the guilty looking Archie.

"I suppose because you're Archie's weakness to them. The reason he gave up the gang life." Theresa reasoned.

"No… It's not that. People from the streets won't touch her unless they have a death wish." Archie said quietly.

"Arch, dude, you haven't got that much power." Herry laughed.

"Herry. I was the worst thing you could possibly run into at this time. I was the Houdini of the time, Jack the Ripper of street people. Everyone knew who I was, what I looked like and how I fought. No one will touch Atlanta without fear of my wrath." Archie told him calmly. Herry still looked skeptical, but didn't say anything more.

"Then why are they after her Archie?" Hera wondered calmly, facing the purple haired teen.

Archie muttered something under his breath that no one caught. Atlanta seemed to be getting frightened, and Theresa was really edgy. Only when things got really bad did Archie mutter incomprehensibly.

"Tell me!" Atlanta commanded, pushing his arm lightly. He glanced at her apologetically.

"Some are coming to challenge her; others are coming to pay homage to her." He answered quietly, his eyes staring straight to the ground.

Everyone seemed confused, except for Odie, who gasped and backed away from Archie, turning to Atlanta.

"Oh Darwinkle, we are in for it." He muttered to himself, and then turning to Atlanta and Archie he bowed deeply, "MY King, My Queen."

Atlanta growled, "What are you doing! I'm not a queen, don't bow to me."

Archie snatched Odie up by his arm. "Don't do that to her. If you have to, call me King, but don't you dare show allegiance to her."

"And why not!? What if I want him to be loyal to me…or whatever a queen does." Atlanta retorted angrily, just arguing for the sake of arguing.

"You don't want him to swear allegiance to you because it means your name offers him protection. You didn't ever have a name on the streets until now."

"What do you mean…until now?" Atlanta asked. Archie turned away.

Odie walked up to her." Atlanta, by going with Meurte, you have become his equal. He was King of the Streets. If you are his 'mate', that makes you queen. And if someone swears allegiance to you, it means you offer them protection. What I just did means that if Herry killed me, you would have to kill him."

Atlanta gaped. 'I can't be the Queen of the Streets. I have never even lived on the streets. I don't even know how to fight like on the streets…' Atlanta thought despairingly, 'but I refuse to give up Archie. Not after all this time. Not after everything I have done to keep him.'

"Archie, teach me to fight."

xxx… She May Be Tough, But Have You Ever Noticed She's Scared? …xxx

A/N: Sorry, short chapter, but I finally know what the doodle I wanted to do with this story. Also, I am going on bout a week's holidays. I will probably update after that. Once again, I apologize, busy summer and all.