A/N: So, you guys weren't really too good at the reviews, but I know we can get there. Okay? This chapter will be a little bit deeper than the first. BTW, follow TwerkingTacoSupreme on Instagram. But yeah. Enjoy, and please, please, please review!

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I pop my bubblegum, and in the silence on the Throne Room, it echoes. Maybe just a little more than necessary, but it is crucial that they think I don't care. They may think I don't by the way I look, but I'm freaking out and melting and crying on the inside, and I don't even know why. This world holds nothing for me. And it's not like I do anything with my life. So, really, it shouldn't bother me. Except I would have to deal with Nyx for the rest of the eternity, unless she decides to keep me as a pet.

I am suddenly startled by a detail I had not noticed before, but I now realize is crucial to this new crisis. "Shouldn't Hades be here?" I ask as I stand up straighter and furrow my brow. As soon as I ask the question, all of the gods' faces fall. "What did you do to him?" I ask, disgusted.

"He insisted on trying to hold Nyx back." Zeus cleared his throat before he spoke. He's uncomfortable. Maybe my anger and disgust is giving off not-gentle vibes.

"Did he?" I nearly shout.

"Obviously not. He's not here, is he?"

"No." I say, quieter now, that I am full of vengeance. When I'm angry, I get really quiet. I think that's what they fear. They don't know what's coming. I'm thinking that they wish I would throw things and shout and go on a kill-streak. "No. I guess not. But I don't get why you are mourning now for two reasons. One is that he isn't dead. And two is that you never appreciated him enough when he 'was' alive."

"You're right." says Zeus, and he opens his mouth to say something more, but I cut him off.

"A team."

"What?" he says.

"A team. I need a team."

"Weh?" he says, his brow furrowed, still uncomprehending.

"A team. You don't expect me to be a one-woman army, even though that would totally work, right?" I say, sarcasm leaking into my voice by the consonant.

"Oh, yeah. Athena."

Athena takes her cue and begins speaking. "Well, we chose your team according to com-"

I hold up my hand. "Don't worry about the specifics," I tell her. "Just get me my team."

She clears her throat. "Okay. Your team is of four people. Two boy and two girls. The other girl is Emmalyn "Lyn" Valentine. She is the daughter of Eris, goddess of strife, among other things." she says irritability.

"You guys had some sort of falling out?" I ask her.

"It's not even like that." she said, and caught herself. "The boys on your team are Nate Royal, son of Adonis, and Mason Halls, son of Dike. May we-or I- be with you when you are with these boys."

"Why don't we just think, may anyone better than you twelve be with us all."

"Well, we're sending you to find him, your father."

"Whatever." I pfft and they come out.

"Nate was blessed by Dysnomia, if you call that a blessing. I mean, so we re you but... Well, you know, she gets around. To the best of 'em." says Athena to me.

A boy comes up to me and shakes my hand. "Hi." he flashes me a smile. "I'm Nate." Well, apparently he was blessed by his father, too because he is handsome. He has chocolate hair and hazel eyes, with his left eyebrow pierced. How his parent let him do that, I have no idea. But than again, maybe they just simply didn't care.

The other boy, Mason walks up to me. "I am, obviously Mason." He has dusky blonde hair and bright amber eyes. "but trust me, improper introductions do me no justice." He chuckles to himself. Well, of course he would.

Finally, the girl steps up to me. "Well, yeah, I'm Lyn." She has such vibrant hair that it hurts to try and tell whether it's just highlights or if she really dyed her whole head.

"We-" Hephaesteus coughs. "Hephaestus made you phones to stay in contact with each other, us, Chiron, and some mentors at camp." says Zeus. "Have fun."

"Couldn't we be kicked out just a bit more formally. Or do you want to kick the bucket. I mean, you have lived a long, fulfilling life, too long for some of us a-" I begin.

"Would you like to grace us by giving us your blessing to give your blessing to leave?" asks Apollo.

"You got it, Chief."

"Well?" asks Zeus.

"Are you deaf? Can gods go deaf?"

"What?"

"I said, and I quote, 'You got it, Chief.'"

"What?!" asks Zeus is disbelief. The gods start muttering their agreement.

"Okay, you have our blessing, which we got from you giving us your blessing. Have fun."

"We will, thank you. Can we have some ambrosia and nectar?" I ask.

Zeus groans. "We just can't get rid of you, can we?!" I raise a warning finger, and he says, "Fine. Leaving our existence in the hand of stupid, wild demigods."

"Well, if you want you can do this yourself." says Nate.

I look at him. "You know, I like you."

"Me too,"

"We've both got spunk. We're not good for each other."

"You're right. Bye."

"See ya!" I wave cheerily at him while he skips out of the open pavilion, I guess.

"Wha-?"

"Oh calm your pegasi, Zeus. We're just messin'." I smile and wave and start leaving. "Well bye, for reals this time." Zeus sighs a breath of relief. When I stop again.

"What now?"

"Don't we get any special gifts?" And Hermes hands each of us a backpack and winks at me and says, "Te sortitus Fam."

"I'm probably going to be spending the rest of my life trying to decipher that. Thanks, so much." I say to him and he chuckles. And we finally leave.