Apollo

Let me tell you something about gods. If they show up, it's usually never good and when they show up, they're usually up to no good. Apollo, however, was a different story- well, in the beginning, at least. He'd taken Samantha from my arms and lay her on the floor. He grinned wickedly then pushed up her shirt a little. I saw Brandon shiver, maybe he thought the same thing I did. Apollo stared at her stomach and touched her side a little seductively. It wasn't even the side that was bleeding. After a second, Apollo began rubbing his now reddened forehead. You could guess it, but I'll tell you anyway. Brandon had slapped the god of the sun. Now, of course most gods would have pulverized him right there on the spot but Apollo just chuckled.

"Zeus' plan worked after all." He grinned, his forehead already going back to it's color.

"What do you mean?" Brandon asks, seriously.

"Nothing, demigod. Just wait a few seconds and I'll have your little sister all fixed up."

He placed his hand on her side and it began glowing as he hummed a small tune. After just a second or so, her side was completely healed and it was as if nothing had happened. The only proof was the blood on her shirt. Samantha, who'd passed out in my arms a little while back, opened her eyes and gasped.

"Sammie, you're-" Brandon's happy reunion was cut off by the god.

"Ah, Samantha Blake, what a beauty you are. Say, would you like to have your first son born as a demigod- son of Apollo?" Apollo grinned widely. There was a boom of thunder and not even a second later, the loud sound of a hand connecting to flesh. Samantha was blushing horribly and I'm sure her hand stung like hell. The god didn't even seem to let it faze him. "You don't have to have him now, I mean you are only thir-"

"Apollo." Samantha, Brandon and I glared at him in anger. It was odd that all of us had chastised him at once but what was odder was that I even chastised him at all.

I know I'm suppose to protect Samantha but this is something else. It feels like jealousy. I'm jealous? I'm jealous of Apollo? But why?

"Just a suggestion, you can think about it if you like. Call me in about five years and tell me what you think." He winked.

Samantha looked away, her cheeks burning redder.

"I could tell you what I think right now, Lord Apollo." She mumbled, not in a seductive way but not necessarily in an angry one, either.

"Well, we could have breakfast one-"

"Apollo, could you stop hitting on my sister before I start hitting on you." Brandon growled.

Ellie, Katelynn, the twins and the Hecate brothers all stood back and watched this awkward feud between the sun god and us. He shot a glare at Brandon.

"Shush, can't you see I'm speaking to a lady, demigod." Apollo glared, then softened his gaze back to Samantha.

"That lady is my thirteen year old sister you horny bastard!" Brandon glared, trying to slap Apollo once more, but Samantha caught his wrist.

Wait, Samantha? You actually want him to speak to you like this? She turned to her brother and glared.

"Brandon, stop. Are you trying to get yourself killed? This is a god you're slapping around." She chastised. Well, that made me feel a little better.

"But you slapped him, too!" Brandon groaned.

"But he likes me." She shot back, sticking out her tongue.

"Hey! Do you like him liking you? Should I ask father to plan a wedding and a baby shower?"

Thunder boomed in the sky once more.

"No, Brandon."

"Then stop acting like it! I understand he loves mortals but you can't just encourage him!"

"I'm not!"

"Yes, you are! And you're being immature about it."

"I am not encouraging him nor am I being immature!" She screamed.

My eyes widened in shock and fear because her eyes had started glowing again and this time, I was sure everyone had seen it.