Each wind god had his own kingdom. Athena hasn't seen any of the realms in a long time but she still remembered where they were.

"I'll go to Boreas and you go to Zephyrus," Zeus told his daughter.

The blonde goddess nodded and went towards the west. Zeus walked forward towards the north to Thrake. He soon came upon a castle which looked pretty impressive but not as impressive as the castle on Olympus. Boreas's guards grunted at the King of Gods but let him through to see the North Wind God.

"Zeus, what a surprise," Boreas said monotonously.

"You don't seem pleased," Zeus pointed out.

"I never said it was a pleasant surprise," Boreas snorted.

"If it weren't for the fact that I have an important question I would've sent you to Tartarus by now," Zeus growled.

"What would you like to know Lord Zeus?" Boreas quickly asked.

"Do you have a daughter named Melinda?" Zeus asked.

"No."

"Are you sure? Maybe you do but you just don't know because you've never met her."

"Is she a horse?"

"No she's a pale girl with brown hair."

"Then I don't have a daughter like that," Boreas said.

"So you're positive?" Zeus pressed "You didn't sleep with some nymph and you for sure don't have a child that you wouldn't know about?"

"Look Lord Zeus, unlike you I don't just sleep with anyone. I know all of my daughters, Khione and Ceopatra. Unlike you I don't have so many bastard children that I can't keep up with their names."

"Wait, I sleep with just anyone?!" Zeus snapped "What the hell does that mean?!"

"With all due respect lord you've had a lot of mistresses... I'd expect you not to know who your children are," Boreas said.

"You're only saying this because I can actually get a girlfriend," Zeus growled.

"You have a wife."

"And I can still get a girlfriend."

"Never mind my lord," Boreas sighed "I take back what I said."

Zeus looked at him angrily but then turned around to leave.


Athena saw a pretty woman with blonde hair that had flowers in it. She appeared to be gardening near a castle.

"Chloris!" Athena called out.

The woman turned to the Goddess of Wisdom. Her green eyes studied Athena.

"Athena! It's been too long," Chloris said smiling.

"I really need to see Zephyrus. Would you mind taking me to him?" Athena asked.

"Yes, he's in his bedroom. Follow me," Chloris said, still smiling.

The two goddesses walked through the castle. Athena remembered how Chloris became Zephyrus's wife, she was abducted. But Boreas was there too. Maybe Melinda did say the truth and Chloris was her mother? But Melinda also said that she looked like her mother. Chloris and Melinda looked nothing alike. Chloris was blonde, green eyed, flowery, and always happy. Melinda was pale with light brown hair and blue eyes. She smiled but it looked more like she was forced to do so.

Finally the two goddesses were in front of a door. Chloris knocked.

"Husband, Athena is here to see you," she said.

The door opened and Athena saw a winged god who looked young.

"Athena. What brings you here?" he asked.

"I actually have a really important question. Um, Chloris, I am really parched. I feel like such a bother to ask, but..." Athena trailed off.

"Oh of course! I'll get you something to drink in a minute! Where were my manners?" Chloris said, turning a little bit red.

She then ran through a long corridor.

Athena studied Zephyrus. There's no way that he could be Melinda's father unless her mother was someone other than Chloris.

"Do you have a daughter by the name of Melinda?" Athena asked.

"No I don't."

"Well, are you acquainted to a girl by such name?" Zephyrus shook his head "How about a pale girl with light brown hair? She's about this tall."

Athena motioned her hand to Melinda's height.

"I'm sorry dear, I don't know anyone like this," Zephyrus said.

Athena sighed "Thank you anyway."

She was about to leave but Chloris came up to her with a drink in a cup.


When Zeus and Athena went back to Olympus no one saw Melinda at all. They decided to check Athens, but the girl wasn't there either.

"It's no use," Zeus sighed "She ran away. Let's send someone to find here and go back to Olympus."

Athena didn't want to give up but she listened to her mother. She thought about yesterday, when she saw Melinda on the beach. At first she thought that she was Persephone but Demeter would never let Persephone walk alone in Athens. The girl had the same hair and the same eye shape. But the girl was pale and her eyes were blue, just like...

"My throne!" her thoughts were interrupted with a loud scream.

Zeus ran up to his throne and saw that it was completely ruined.

"WHO DID THIS?!" the king god bellowed.

Athena walked up to the throne, only focusing on her father's throne and noticed that it strongly smelled like wine. There was a spill next to it.

"Dionysus, that idiot!" Zeus snarled.

I wonder where he's now, Athena thought. After all, there wasn't a lot of places where you can hide from Zeus.

"I've had it with his partying, Athena go find him," Zeus snarled.

Athena walked away, but she didn't have to go too far to find the passed out god of wine.

"Wake up!" she yelled and shook Dionysus.

"Wha- where...? What's going on?" he asked.

"Father wants to speak with you," Athena said coldly.

"W-why? Ow, why? What happened?" Dionysus asked.

"Obviously you don't know," Athena snorted.


Melinda watched the sun set. She was sitting on the ground thinking about Thanatos.

This time nothing will interrupt us, she promised herself, I don't care if the world will be about to explode, that won't even be a big enough interruption for me and Thanatos.

The night soon came. Melinda began feeling a bit tired and figured that she should find a place to stay. She walked to the nearest area with houses. She looked around but all she saw were houses and no people.

Maybe there's no people here? Melinda thought.

She was about to knock on a door to test her theory when she heard an eerie wail from behind her.

She turned to see a bunch of people who were nearly transparent. Leading them was a black and white haired girl who's body was half pale and half like a mummy's.

Melinda turned around hoping that the girl doesn't notice her.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" she heard the girl say.

"A lost little mortal?" the girl giggled and touched Melinda's shoulder.

Melinda turned around to face the girl. The girl's dark eyes widened.

"Mom wasn't-" the girl said slowly.

The two stared at each other for a while.

"Mom was right," the girl said "Macaria's back."

Melinda stared at her blankly "I'm not Macaria," she said nervously.

"Never said you were," the girl pointed out.

"I thought you were inferring it."

"Well I wasn't. Now I have proof that mom just didn't go crazy."

"But I already told you-"

"You're obviously Macaria. You're like a mini version of mom."

"No, I'm not."

"Do you remember your older sister's name?"

"I don't have any siblings."

The girl giggled but raised her hands as a sign that she's giving up.

"Ok, ok whatever you say. You're not Macaria. But let's take a little test. I'm thinking about going to the Underworld early today... You should come with," the girl said.

"But I'm a... mortal! I'll die!" Melinda quickly screamed.

"Great test then. If you're not Macaria, you'll die. If you are then you'll live, now come," the girl said and grabbed Melinda and the two disappeared.


Author's Note: There wasn't that much of Melinda in this chapter but next week she'll take up the whole chapter along with someone else who was already in the story.