A/N Hey guys, sorry it's been awhile. To some readers Ajax is a brand of soap, but he was a hero in greek myths. He was a cousin too Achilles. I'm not going to metion names, but, to you guys who say it makes no since I would try reading my first story to this series The Children of the Prophecy: The Mender of Time. anyway here's the next chapter.

"What happened back there!?" My Mom demanded

"Chilax." I told her, feeling a sudden wave of arrogance wash over me. "I was doing alright, I could have handled it."

"You were almost smashed!" My Mom shouted. "Ajax could have killed you!"

"But he didn't!" I replied in a shout.

"That's not the point!" she screamed louder than before. Woah. I had never seen her get that way. She turned too face the wall. My Dad went over to comfort her.

"What's her problem?" I asked my Grandfather.

"She's worried about you." He explained in a hushed tone.

"Why" I asked "You should ahve seen me take on those Automaton's. I was great." I put my hands on the necklace he gave me not even an hour before the attack. Then the most horrible thought came to my mind. Was he on the other side? I mean, he gave me the swords, but, he also left right before the attack and... No! I had to shake this feeling. Altough, right now, as I looked at him, it looked as if he was avoiding the question "Why?".

"Grandpa?" I asked him shakily "is there somehting you're not telling me?"

He swallowed hard and didn't look away from the windshield. it looked as if he were trying to make a very difficult choice.

"Yes." he said finally. "Actually, there are many things."

"What?" I asked, curiosity overwhelming me.

"I can't tell you." he said. "Not right now anyway."

"Why?" I asked, more curious than ever before.

"The less you know now the better."

The same second he finished that sentence, I heard a long, loud BEEP!

"Oh gods." said Apollo.

"What?" my Dad asked from behind me.

"It's almost sundown." he explained

"Meaning...?" I asked

"All demigods get off here." he said. Short and sweet. kind of.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because," he started impaitently "I drive the sun, meaning, if I don't get back to Olympus, it will be a very bright night."

"Oh."

We had made it as far a New York,It was going to be me and my Dad because my Mom has duties to preform on Mt. Olympus in the mornings.

"Dad, Where are we going to sleep tonight?" I asked him.

"How about a five star hotel?" He asked.

"How would we get a five star hotel?" I asked with a laugh.

"We won't." He admitted "But we could probably get the roof."

"What?!" I asked him in a sort of shout. "Are you insane?"

"Yes." he said. I laughed.

We walked in the front door of the Hilton Hotel. It was fancy. There were chandileers and shiny floors and bowls made of cyrstal or some other precious gem. my dad headed for the stairs, I stopped him.

"What is it?" he asked, looking around nervously.

"Let's try checking in."

"I don't think..." He started, but I was already gone.

"Exuse me ma'am." I said to the lady working at the counter. She looked at me with displeasure. She had blond hair,blue eyes, and gentle features.

"May I help you?" she asked in a fake, sweet voice.

"We're here to check in." I said flatly.

"Name?" she asked nonchlantly looking down at her keyboard.

"Um, we're the um... Smith's." I stammered.

"Ah, here's your reservation. I'll see you too your rooms personally."

I looked at my Dad. He gave me a look of approval. The lady motioned for us to follow her and started walking to the elevator.

"You're on the sixth floor." She informed us with a forced smile.

"Would you like a mint?" she offered us, suprising me.

"No thanks." I said. But my Dad took one.

"These are good." He said with a smile.

"Glad to hear it." said the woman, somewhat deviously.

"Here you go Mr. Smith." she said handing him the pass key as the elevator went Ding!

"Around the corner, first door on your left." she instructed as we walked down the hallway.

My Dad slid the pass key and opened the door. The room was pretty big. Big enough for a couch and a bed and a T.V. I went over to the window. There wasn't much of a view, but, that's New York for you. I was memorizing what little I did see when I heard the unmistakable sound of the door being locked. I spun around as fast as I could to find my Dad, lying on the bed, knocked out.

"Too bad about Ajax" said the so called hotel lady. "Lucky I was in the neighborhood."

I ripped the charms off my necklace. They extended into swords in my hands. I walked slowly towards her.

"Who are you?" I asked

"You mean you don't know?" she asked stupidly

"Obviously." I said sarcastically.

"I'll give you a hint." she started as she drew a sword from nowhere. Your grandfather and great aunt killed all fourteen of my children."

"Niobe" I said almost instanly.

"Yes, and now that I'm here, I'm going to kill all of Apollo's children!" she said as she lunged at my Dad with her sword I hit her sword away from him. She went for me.

"Once I finish him off, I'll take you to The Titan Lord!" she cried.

She had one sword, I had two. She jabbed at my leg, but, I knocked her sword away again. We were hitting each other's swords with all our might, but niether one of us would give in. I jabbed at her ribbcage. It hit her, but not hard enough to kill. She swung her sword it hit my upper leg. I started hitting faster, cutting her arm. She somehow, without me noticing, was able to force a sword out of my hands. I backed up, now that I look back on it, it wasn't the best thing too do. In an instant, she pushed me, making me fall out the window, from the sixth floor.

Kronos sat in his throne, again, waiting to see if there is any news on the Daughter of The Prophecy, when a beam of light came as a result of a door being opened. Kronos stepped off the throne.

"Your highness." said the messanger, bowing as low as he could.

"Do you bring me news of the girl?"

"Yes sir." said the messanger nervously.

"Well?" hissed Kronos.

"Ajax...failed sir."

"Failed?" asked Kronos.

"Yes sir." repiled the messanger.

It was then Kronos lifted the messanger by his shirt.

"What happened?" Asked Kronos harshly, pulling the messager close to his own face.

"He...died, sir."

"Died!?" screamed Kronos as he threw the messanger to the ground.

"Sir..." Started the messanger, foolishly getting back to his feet.

"Get out of my sight!" screamed Kronos.

"But sir!" protested the messanger. Kronos slapped the messanger across the face so hard that he dropped to his knees. He drew Backbiter and held it to the messanger's throat.

"If this isn't important new's than I shall kill you." said Kronos. "what is it?"

The messanger gulped. "Niobe has found the girl, and is on her way with her."

Kronos put his sword away.

"Leave." he ordered the messanger. The messanger got to his feet and started walking out, but at the last second, Kronos drew his sword and plunged it into the messanger's back. The messanger fell to the ground, gasping for air. Kronos leaned in close to the messanger's ear.

"You forgot to bow." he whispered to the dying messanger.