I stared at Zeus, Ares, and Athena in shock. This was really happening. They were here to kill me and my immortality and they were not leaving until they had their way. There was no way out for me.

"Eris!" Zeus thundered. " You have been charged by the Gods and Goddesses of Mount Olympus and have been sentenced to death."

So much anger, so much conviction, so much power in Zeus' voice. His stoney eyes glared at me with such hatred that, for once, in my entire existence, I was frightened. When Hades told me that the Fates were wrong that small amount of fear was only a puddle compared to the endless ocean that was now crushing down on me.

"On what charges have I been found guilty?" I was surprised how strong my voice sounded as I asked the silly question. I knew what I was guilty of. No one insults Zeus and gets away with it. I was just surprised that it took them three days to come after me.

"Treason against Zeus," Athena answered. Her tone of voice told me that this was an extremely serious matter. Then again, she always spoke in such a way.

"If you let us do this now without a fight, I'll make it as painless as possible," Ares sneered. I knew that he hated me for causing so much war without his permission so his promise of a painless death was a lie.

"And what makes you think that I would do a thing like that?" I asked. My hands went to my hips and I felt my normal bravado come back. I was feeling cocky and confident again. My hair floated around me in its usual, dark way.

"Eris."

I turned to see Dimitri standing behind me. He had barely spoken my name in warning. The look in his soft eyes and the way that his hand was outstretched towards me told me that he feared for me. He cared for me.

"What is this?" Zeus demanded, dividing a look between the two of us. "An Angel? In Tartarus?" Eris, you have gone too far!"My whole realm shook violently as Zeus' anger reverberated off the walls.

"He is the least of our problems," Athena said dismissively. "Eris, Goddess of Chaos and Discord, you are hereby sentenced to death. Do you have any last requests?"

Ares came forwards and raised a sword. A solid, silver sword that glowed with the power of the Olympic Gods.

I looked at Dimitri. His face and body showed how much he didn't want this. His eyes spoke to my heart in a way that nothing had ever before. He took a step towards me and I turned my face towards my executors. A traitor tear slid down my cheek.

I stared Zeus in the eye, completely ignoring his little minions. I squared my shoulders and held my head up high.

"The only thing that I have to say is that you will miss me when I am gone, and you will regret this, Zeus, God of Thunder and Olympus. My death will not mean nothing."

I gave him a cruel grin before I stared at the silver sword that was about to go through the thin fabric of my dress and though my body. I closed my eyes and waited. The only thoughts went through my mind was how much I loathed Zeus, hoe much I curse the Fates for their false gift of foresight, and how much I wish that Dimitri didn't have to watch me die.

I took a deep breath the steady my pounding heart as I heard Ares' armor clatter together as he drew the sword back, ready to deliver its death blow. A battle cry erupted from the God of War as he went to stab me. I was so close to death. I felt ready.

"NO!"

I turned around and snapped my eyes open. It was to most Earth-shattering decision of my existence.

The moment that I turned to answer Dimitri's outburst, a cold metal slipped into the skin of my torso. I stared in surprise into those brown eyes that I had come to love as the words of Hades rang in my eyes.

It will be a silver knife at the hand of a lover that will kill your immortality.

I looked down to see a silver dagger, my silver dagger, sticking out of my body. Too stunned and lightheaded to do anything, I collapsed onto the stoney floor. I barely registered that the room had changed to the decaying hall that I had met with Dimitri in.

The Gods seemed to have evaporated from my world. The only thing that I could see was Dimitri. His eyes, his lips, his long, glossy hair, and the most beautiful and stunning pair of wings that were his. Powerful, strong, and pure just like him. He was all that I saw as I felt my blood and life seep slowly from my body.

"Eris?" Dimitri asked as he moved a lock of hair away from my collarbone. He caressed my cheek, his thumb brushed my lower lip.

"Angel," I whispered in response. I couldn't manage any more volume for my strength was failing me.

I reached up to touch Dimitri's upper arm but stopped short when a hot, searing pain shot through my body. I gasped at the sudden pain. My body burned from the inside out. So this was what it felt like to have your immortality die at the hands of Angel Magic.

I felt the heat and pain drain from my body. I looked up at Dimitri for what felt like the last time before my eyes closed and I felt into the stone beneath me.