Quick recommendation: there's a musical out there called "Hadestown". It's a semi-modern retelling of the story of Orpheus and Eurydice (one of my favorite myths) and they throw in some marital problems between Hades and Persephone as well. The music is phenomenal and available on youtube and Spotify. I can only recommend you listen to the music if you have the chance, I'm listening to it as I'm revising. Anyway, onto the story!

LadyAwesome45321: That's exactly what I was thinking when writing Hermes! As for the champions, it's not always going to be as obvious as Hermes picking Wally, though I've always tried to make a personal connection between the god in question and the Legend. Personally, I've never hated Gary per se, but he did annoy me to no end. It's a good thing the writers still manage to surprise me, even if I think 'wtf' every ten minutes. Zari and Nate are okay, though I would've preferred if Zari ended up with either Ray or Charlie. Thanks for the review!

After Sara confirmed the Legends probably would obey the Greek god, Constantine left the bridge. He was heading to his room and he shook his head once. That something had gone wrong in the Underworld was their fault, not his, and he sure as hell was not going to get involved.

"John!" Sara shouted. She had followed him down the corridor. John sighed and stopped, turning around so the two could have a conversation.

"What are you doing?" Sara asked him.

"I'm leaving," John answered. He could already imagine what Sara was thinking about him giving up on the team. He didn't bother with that. She wouldn't understand, anyway.

"John—"

"No," he interrupted her, an angry look on his face. "I am not doing this." He articulated every word and luckily, Sara did not try to convince him to stay. It would only be a waste of everyone's time.

"Why don't you help out?" Sara then asked. It was not a question to try to get him to stay aboard, but it was a genuine question she wanted to know the answer to.

His mind flashed back to the events of last year. The brujería tried to take over the world, to plunge the world into darkness. He and his allies had fought them. He killed the rogue angel he'd been communicating with and thought he could trust – for as far as John trusted angels, which did not happen often. He even descended into Hell to take care of one of Manny's allies and managed to return home.

Yes, they had won the war. John's soul no longer was damned, but it wasn't out of the clear just yet. But he also lost so much during the fight. He could not save everyone, and it weighed on his shoulders. When it was done, he was certain he was not going to do something similar ever again.

"I already got dragged into one religious war," John said, "and I am not going to participate in another one." Let those gods fix their problems themselves. He already prevented the Rising Darkness from rising any further, and that was enough world-saving action for the next ten years.

"This isn't religious," Sara mentioned. "This is Greek mythology. With Greek gods."

Maybe she was trying to rationalize meeting the god. Maybe she said it out loud to convince herself, or to at least get Constantine aboard with her train of thought. But she did not receive any confirmation.

"Exactly, gods," he said. "People once worshipped them. Their mythology is a religion that died out."

So he changed Sara's mind. A silence followed, but he did get what he wanted by the time Sara spoke up again.

"Where do we drop you off?"

That was easier than he thought it would be.

"2018 would be nice," John said. And when they were done with this Greek stuff, they could come back to him and ask him for help. He would need to travel around so that Neron would not find him, but traveling was better than being stuck cleaning up the mess the Legends had made.

Sara nodded again. "Go pack up."

She then turned and walked away from him, to tell the team that John had quit. Constantine was not the least bit bothered by Sara's reaction to his decision; no matter how well he would explain it, she wouldn't understand. None of them would. It was nice to get that confirmation he was allowed to leave, though he did not need it.

John continued to walk to his room. He would pack his things and move back to 2018 until this Giantess-ordeal was over. Hopefully, Neron would not find him in the meantime.

"What do we do?" Zari asked. All things considered, her being the first to speak up was a thankful given to the group. Sara had given a clear answer – we'll just have to fight that Giantess – before going after John. Not every Legend liked to have to take a break from cleaning up their mess to clean up another one of their messes. Then again, only Mick may not like taking orders from gods – Sara was basically the only authority figure he could stand.

"I don't know," Ray said, rubbing his neck. "But we can't just ignore this." When a literal god came down from the heavens to personally give you a job to do, you couldn't just refuse.

"Why don't we just tell them to screw themselves?" Mick asked. He did not particularly care about what was going to happen, but the whole situation sounded fishy. Why them? Why now? If there are Greek monsters out there, they were going to show up on their radar one day or another, shouldn't they? He didn't need a god to tell him what to do.

"Bad idea," Nate reacted, a nervous look on his face, "Really bad idea. The gods are… well, they're very entitled and easily offended. They're known to lose their shit over small things, especially when we don't want to do what they tell us to do. Trust me, when they tell us to do something, we'd better do it. Whether we like it or not." Or we risk severe punishment.

The gods liked to punish the mortals that disobeyed them, that insulted them, or that just annoyed them. Nate remembered one story where there was one queen who had seven daughters and seven sons. She threw some shade to Apollo and Artemis' mother because she has six more sets of son-daughter pairs. As a result, Artemis and Apollo killed the seven daughters and seven sons for their own mother to teach the queen a lesson. At least, that's how Nate remembered it.

"What happens when we don't fight the Giantess?" Zari wondered. Everyone turned to Nate again, and he cursed under his breath. He may be a historian, but he did not delve deep into Greek mythology beyond what everyone else would be exposed to – he knew there were twelve major gods, that Zeus was the big one, and he knew some common myths. Subsequently, he had no idea what the effect would be on the world if they allowed Periboea to carry out her plans.

"I don't know," Nate admitted, "We don't even know how powerful Giants can be. Or how destructive the Giantess will be when she executes her plans. And if the gods really want us to take up the fight and we don't, the gods may strike us down or do something horrible."

"So we have to do this," Mick said in an exasperated tone. He did not sound pleased at all.

Nate shrugged and he folded his arms. "It looks like it." He leaned against the console. Nobody seemed to happy to be thrust into the situation. Zari breathed deeply and started to come to terms with what was going to happen. The semi-permanent glare on Mick's face was even bigger now. Ray and Nate did not know how to feel.

Sara walked back into the bridge, looking a bit irritated. Since John did not follow her and given her frustrated outlook, the Legends could easily guess her conversation with John had not gone well.

"John's out," Sara announced. "He's not going to help us."

"He's not?" Ray frowned. he'd figured this entire situation was something straight up his alley. They did not like the idea of John leaving when they might need him the most. Sara explained John's reasons, but they were not terribly upset not to have John on the Waverider. They managed to push through crises without Constantine at their side, they would be able to do the same now.

"So… are we going to do this?" Sara asked, gauging the reaction and willingness of her team to start this adventure.

"Looks like we're going to give them what they want," Zari said, struggling to refer to Hermes and his associates as gods.

Ray took a breath. "Not an adventure I expected… but after killer unicorns and homicidal fairy godmothers, why not add Greek monsters to the mix?" He glanced at the other Legends.

"Did he say anything about where to start looking?" Mick asked. Of course he hadn't quite been paying attention.

"No, he didn't," Zari said. "

"Great," Mick commented, "We're flying in blind."

"Should we try to find her?" Nate wondered out loud. Hermes may have promised to give them the Giantess' exact location, but when was he going to find her? It would probably be more efficient if Gideon was keeping an eye out for their Giantess, too, since she was basically another Fugitive now. A dangerous and ancient Fugitive, but a Fugitive nonetheless.

"She could stay hidden," Ray then said. "I mean, she escaped her prison three years ago. She could have been preparing this for just as long and it seems to me she's comfortable hiding away. We could keep an eye on her, but we could also look for some Greek monsters she may have enlisted to help her wreak havoc."

Sara agreed with his suggestion. Gideon already detected changes in the timeline, but Sara had her keep an eye on situations which may relate to Greek mythology and Greek creatures as well as the Giantess Periboea.

Now they just had to wait for a Fugitive to show up on their radar.