All was quiet in the Secret Wing. Hephaestus was cleaning up his workshop when the fire suddenly went out. The god of fire lifted his goggles up and looked at the fireplace. That fire had never gone out, it couldn't go out. Hephaestus looked around. It was starting to get cold, but not from the lack of fire. Hephaestus shivered.

"Hello, Heph."

Hephaestus swung around to see a shadowy figure standing in the doorway. He narrowed his eyes against the growing darkness.

"Archie? What are you doing here this time of night?"

"I couldn't sleep and wanted to visit a friend."

Hephaestus frowned. Something wasn't right. There was a chill in Archie's voice. He spoke like Theresa did when her aura stole the gods' powers, cold and uncaring.

"Archie, are you feeling okay?" Hephaestus asked.

Archie walked up to the blacksmith. An eerie smirk was on his face and his eyes shone with an untamed fire.

"I've never felt better," the Warrior replied, his hands bursting into flames.

"How can you regain something from a dream?" Herry asked.

"Stranger things have happened, Herry," Theresa pointed out.

"We're living one of those things," Archie added.

The three friends walked into the main chamber of the Secret Wing. They stopped in their tracks. The silence was overpowering.

"Why isn't there any sound?" Herry asked.

"Something's not right. I sense..."

Theresa ran for Hera's room. The boys followed her. Theresa burst into Hera's aviary and gasped. The queen of the gods was lying on the floor, unconscious.

"Hera!"

Theresa ran over to Hera's side.

"Something hit this place hard," Herry put in.

"Ya think?" Archie asked.

"How dare you?!"

The heroes turned to face the door. Artemis and Ares were standing in the doorway.

"How dare we what?" Herry asked, shrugging.

"Not you, him!" Artemis spat, pointing at Archie.

"What did I do?" Archie asked.

"Archie, you were like a son to me. How could you betray us?" Ares asked.

"Betray you? I-I would never..."

Archie trailed off. He looked to Herry and Theresa for back-up. They were just as lost and confused as he was. Archie was almost too afraid to ask his next question.

"Wh-what did I do...exactly?" he asked.

"You attacked Hephaestus, me, Ares, and Hera last night," Artemis replied.

"He couldn't have. Archie had his immunity stolen last night and could barely move," Theresa explained.

"Then, why is he here?" Ares asked.

"He says he got his immunity back in a dream," Herry replied.

"I did, and I did not attack the gods," Archie told Ares.

This was getting worse by the minute. Did he really attack the gods? If he did, he couldn't remember. After his fever broke, Archie couldn't remember a lot of things. Hera slowly woke up.

"Are you okay, Miss. Hera?" Theresa asked.

"Considering what has taken place, I'm fine," Hera replied.

Theresa helped Hera to her feet. "Herry, call the others. This matter is no longer in control."

"How could Archie attack the gods? He was at the Brownstone all night," Odie said.

"Maybe he sent Erebus," Jay suggested.

Archie glared at the Leader.

"Or maybe you did."

"Prove it."

"Archie. Jay. This is no time to be having a staring contest," Ares said.

The boys looked away from each other.

"Archie, if you cannot learn to control this shadow, I will have no choice but to temporarily take you off the team," Hera said.

"But, Hera, what about the prophecy? If you remove Archie from the team the prophecy will be broken," Theresa explained.

"We have more important things to worry about than the prophecy, right now, Theresa," Jay spoke up.

"Like what? You're hostile take over?" Archie asked.

"Archie!" Atlanta scowled.

"Guys, please, you have to believe me."

"You're losing it," Atlanta said.

"Jay's not as well as he claims to be," Archie accused.

"Arch, the only sick one around here is you," Jay said.

"And this coming from the person who's been stealing the god's powers," Archie spat.

"You have no proof of that," Jay snapped.

"Archie. Jay. That is enough," Hera ordered. "I will hear no more of these accusations."

"But..."

"Archie, this is your last warning," Hera said.

Archie fell silent.

"Stay close to the dorm and the school, understand?" Hera asked.

"Yes, ma'am," the seven teenagers replied.

"Class dismissed," Hera said.

The heroes walked out of the room and headed for the portal.

"Archie, you had some nerve accusing Jay of stealing the gods' powers," Theresa said.

"Am I the only one who can see through his little sham?" Archie asked.

"Jay is not shamming, Arch," Odie insisted.

The team was back at the Brownstone. Jay and Neil had gone up to their rooms, Herry had gone to the kitchen to get a snack and Theresa, Archie, Atlanta and Odie were in the living room. Archie was getting desperate. Jay wouldn't hesitate to steal all their powers and abilities if need be and they were oblivious to see it. Jay had gone so far as to target his own team.

"Guys, please, I'm begging you! Theresa, can't you read his mind and find out if I'm telling the truth?" Archie asked.

"Persephone already did that, Archie," Theresa replied.

Archie rubbed his eyes. He had to expose Jay before he destroyed what was left of the team.

"You know what? Forget it. If you guys are so oblivious to the obvious, I give up," the Warrior said.

He threw his hands up in surrender and went up to his room. He would show them that Jay was playing them. If it was the last thing he did.

The Brownstone was quiet. Mumblings and snores drifted from the different rooms. Everyone was fast asleep, save for one person.

Theresa stirred slightly as the door of her room was slowly opened, but she didn't wake up. A dark shadow fell over the sleeping psychic.

"Light night stroll?"

The figure turned around.

"What are you doing in here, Archie?"

"I could ask you the same thing, Jay."

Jay turned to face Archie.

"You may have the others fooled, but I'm not that stupid," Archie whispered.

"No. You're just clueless," Jay whispered back.

Suddenly, a scythe appeared in his hand. Archie's eyes widened.

"You...you stole Cronus' powers?" he whispered a cry.

"Told you, you're just clueless," Jay said.

He swung the scythe. Archie ducked out of the way and out of the room. He wasn't going to allow Jay to hurt Theresa. It was amazing what these people could sleep through. Archie ducked into the first room that provided an open door, which ended up being Jay's room. A cold shiver shot down Archie's spine as soon as he stepped into the room. He stole a quick glance around the room. It no longer held any treasures from Jay's sailing adventures. No honorary pictures of Jason and the Argonauts. It was a room for a dead person.

Archie dodged another swing from the scythe. Jay summoned another scythe.

"Oh, come on, that's not fair," Archie said.

"Since when have you known me to fight fair?" Jay asked.

He brought the two weapons down. Theresa's eyes snapped awake after a loud crash sounded from Jay's room. She heard two cries of pain.

"What are you trying to do?! Kill me?!"

Theresa jumped out of bed and ran for Jay's room. The others had already gathered around the door. Archie and Jay were having some sort of wrestling match.

"Are those Cronus' scythes?" Atlanta asked.

"Who summoned those?" Neil asked.

"Get-off!" Jay yelled.

He pushed Archie back, causing him to fall back into the desk. Archie had managed to get one scythe away from Jay at least, but the fight had brought about unwanted attention.

"He's gone crazy," Jay said.

"You were the one who was going to steal Theresa's powers!" Archie yelled.

"Prove it!" Jay shouted.

Before either boy could move, Herry stepped between them.

"Drop the weapons, both of you," he ordered.

Archie and Jay did as they were told. The scythes disappeared when they hit the floor.

"I was only checking on Theresa. He was the one who attacked first," Jay explained, pointing to Archie.

"Out of my way, Herry!" Archie ordered.

Herry held Archie back to keep him from attacking Jay.

"Arch, calm down."

No one knew what to do. They didn't know who to believe. Archie definitely seemed to know what he was talking about, but Jay was the leader. Herry managed to calm Archie down enough to let him go.

"Guys, how dense can you be? Jay's been playing you like cards."

"Archie, I think that's enough."

Everyone looked at Atlanta. Her eyes were filling with tears. Archie felt his heart break. Out of everyone, he had hoped that Atlanta would at least believe him.

"You believe him," Archie said calmly. He rubbed his eyes. "I guess that's it then."

"Archie," Theresa began.

Archie pushed passed his friends and headed for the front door. The others followed.

"Archie," Odie called.

"You believe him, too, Odie. And I thought you were the smart one," Archie snapped.

Odie stopped in his tracks.

"We were supposed to be a team. But teammates talk to each other, they listen to each other, they trust one another."

Archie turned to look at the five people on the stairs.

"I guess we're not a team."

"What are you saying?" Theresa asked.

"I quit," Archie said. And with that, he walked out the door without looking back.

I guess Jay got his wish, huh? What do you think?