Hey. I am back again. I am sorry that it takes so long for me to write but oh well. Thanks for all the reviews.

And sorry for the cliff hanger ending. Are you still wondering who the bower hat wearing creeper is? Well read and find out.

Have you and your friends ever been in an awkward or dangerous situation, where none of you are sure of what to do? You all are string at each other like, What now? well, that is exactly how I felt right then.

Three hellhounds growled viciously behind us. In front of us stood a tall man wearing a bowler hat and a trench coat. the hat was tipped so I could not see his eyes, but I could see his evil smiled and nasty coffee stained teeth.

He took at step forward. Natalie grabbed her knife and Oscar armed himself with a stick. Shane and I stood awkwardly with no weapons. The man removed his hat, revealing his face. His eyes were a dark, muddy brown and his nose looked like it had been broken a couple of times. And his head was bald and shiny.

Natalie gasped and gripped her knife harder. I could tell she recognized him. "What are you doing here?" she asked.

"My job," the man said.

Natalie scoffed. "Your job? Your job is pointless. That is why you are a spirit and noting more."he looked appalled. "Excuse me? But was I the one to burn down an elementary school? Was I the one who caused a city wide black out?"

Based on the look on her face. I could tell these were touchy subjects with Natalie.

"Go play the blame game somewhere else," she told him.

"That is not a very nice thing for my sister to say," he said.

Wait, I thought. Sister?

"what is he talking about?" I asked Natalie. "And who is he?"

Natalie sighed. "This is Momus, spirit of blame and censure. And being a son of Nyx, he is also my half brother."

Oscar and Shane nodded understanding, but I was still hopelessly confused.

""Hold on," I said. "Did you say Moses? As in the Bible guy?" Moses was in the Bible, right?

Natalie rolled her eyes. "Momus. Not Moses, you idiot."

I could have done without the idiot part. "Okay, okay," I said. "Momus, I get it.

Natalie looked back to Momus. "Why are you even here. And don't even think about say your job again."

Momus smiled. "But that is exactly what I am doing. Someone needs to be blamed for this atrocity. And since Hecate scares me, I will blame the only other source I know."

"Atrocity?" We all asked in harmony.

Momus continued smiling. "Yes," he said. Then he pointed to me. "That atrocity."

"Me?" I asked. "What did I do?"

Even without asking I knew what I did. I became a demigod. This did not surprise me. Hecate had said the other gods would not approve of me. Momus was proof of the. I wondered if he was working for another god.

"You know exactly what you did," Momus said.

I ignored him. But my friends did not.

"Isaac," said Shane. "What is he talking about?"

"Nothing," I said.

Momus smiled again. "Are you avoiding the blame?"

i gritted my teeth. "no. I am not. I will take the blame. But Hecate is just as guilty."

Momus said nothing. He just waited. Natalie, Oscar, and Shane just stared at. I knew I had to tell them the truth, but I really did not want to. I was afraid they would think of me as weak. Because I was not a true demigod.

"Isaac, will you please explain," Natalie said.

"Yes, Isaac," Momus repeated. "Do explain."

I glared at him and said, "I am not a real demigod."

"But you have a scent," Oscar said.

"And you cans see through the mist," said Natalie.

"What?" was all Shane said.

"I know, I know," I said. "I am a demigod now. But I wasn't always one. I was a regular mortal, a human once."

"How?" asked Oscar.

"Hecate turned me into a demigod. She claimed me as her son," I said.

"I knew there was something different about you," Natalie said. "And now I know what it is."

Momus finally said something. "Well, now that we all know Isaac's little secret, it is time to know why I am here."

We waited for him to continue.

"As you may have guessed, the other gods do not approve of you. They are angry are Hecate for what she has done. So they asked me to…" he trued to think of a suitable word.

"Torment?" Natalie guessed. "They want you to torment him. That is what you do best is it not."

I knew Momus was only trying to scare me. And it worked. But it was weird to have Natalie defend me. We did not know each other. And so far, she did not really like me. I felt like I annoyed her. But she somewhat considered me a friend. Possibly. I still was not sure.

"I guess you are right," Momus said. "It is what I do best. But it is not the only reason I am here."

"Why else are you here?" asked Oscar.

"I am going to take him." Momus pointed to me.

"Why?" Shane asked.

"The gods have their reasons," he answered.

"Well, you are not going to take him," Natalie said. "At least not while we are here."

Wow, I thought. She is really defending me. I wonder why?

Momus nodded. "Very well," he said. He snapped his fingers. The hellhound growled again. I had forgotten they were there. Momus snapped again and the dogs attacked. One jumped on Sane and pinned him on the ground. Another on Oscar. Oscar tried to hit it with his stick but it did no damage. The last one went for Natalie. She attempted to use her knife, but the hound bit her hand and she dropped it. She was forced to the ground. Her knife was just out of her reach.

Momus looked to me. His ugly eyes almost glowing with evil. "Come with me or they die," he said.

I nodded. "But then you would be guilty. You would be the one to blame. You would not want to kill your sister now, would you?"

He rolled his eyes. "That does not concern me. Her death would not matter to me. I do not care what I can be blamed for, only what I can pin on others. And I could easily make it seem like you killed them," he said. "Now come with me and your friends can live."

"What makes you think they are my friends?" I asked. "Just because I am traveling with them does not mean we are friends."

Momus smirked. "Is that so? He asked me. "So their deaths would not concern you?"

I gulped. I was lying and he knew it. Their deaths would matter to me. And I would have to take the blame.

"Why d the gods want me anyway?"

"You want to know the truth," Momus asked.

I nodded once.

"They wasn't to kill you," he said with an evil laugh.

That was when I had an idea. It was stupid, but it might save our lives. For now anyway. We could possibly die later. But oh well.

"But why kill me?" I asked. I continued with, "I am still innocent for now.""Isaac," Natalie said with a struggle. "What are you doing?"

I ignored her. "Why not just let me, us live? You can make our lives horrible. Wouldn't that be much more entertaining? Cause that is all we are, right. Entertainment for the immortals?"

Momus thought about that for a moment. "That is actually not a bad I idea." he snapped his fingers and the hellhounds got off of Oscar, Shane and Natalie. Oscar and Shane quickly stepped away from them but Natalie grabbed her knife and stabbed the dog. It exploded into a pile of yellow dust.

"I will let all of you live for now," Momus said. "But be warned, your lives will get very…interesting soon. The gods will be watching you. And testing you."

I nodded once and disappeared with a loud bang. The two remaining hellhound growled at us again. It seemed like the growls were more directed at Natalie than the rest of us. I was not too sure. They then turned around and disappeared into a shadow behind a dumpster.

No one knew what to do. We all stood awkwardly. Well, I stood awkwardly. Natalie, Oscar and Shane were staring again. For good reason I guessed.

"So, that is your brother?" I asked Natalie. I was trying to ease the tension but it did not work.

Natalie did not answer my question. Instead she said, "You lied to us."

"I would not say I lied exactly," I said. "You never actually asked. You just anted to know my godly parent. So I told you."

Natalie scoffed. "But you don't have a godly parent. So therefore, you lied."

"But Hecate claimed me as her son. She gave me some of her powers," I said. "So therefore I am a child of Hecate."

Natalie sighed, irritated, but said nothing.

"Lets go," Oscar said before either of us could continue fighting. "We need to get to camp."

We all nodded in agreement. Going to camp was definitely a good idea. After our confrontation with Moses…Momus, whatever. I did not want to meet anyone or anything else.

Did you like it? I hope you did.

Now that I am done with this chapter, I can start the next one. And do my science project that is due in two days… oh well. It can wait.

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