Dick felt numb as he looked at his surroundings. Kids lay moaning and crying for help. The battle flashed through his mind. He I had never felt so many emotions all at once run through him. Finding Rana mortally wounded trying to protect a group of small children. The chaos of battle and him filled with rage to where he wasn't even thinking, just attacking everything in sight. It wasn't until the empusa showed up trying to seduce him, that he's sobered up a little bit. Human bird feeling afraid of losing control of his actions again. But the familiar wave of complacency and desire never came. Only one thing remained fixed in his head and that was Reyna. What did that mean? he didn't have much time to contemplate too much on it as he saw those that were able, begin carry the wounded back to the Wolf House. Batman leaned over a kid whose leg was bleeding.

"You're Batman." He said deliriously.

Batman ignored him and pulled out a leather strip from his belt and began wrapping it around his leg creating a turnpike.

"You're the greatest detective in the Justice League. Your strength is thirty, so not that strong." The kid continued to ramble. Batmanpulled on the belt a little tighter then was needed, causing the kid to yelp out in pain. He was about to pick the kid up when Dick stopped him. "Wait a second. Hey kid, have you treated yourself?"

The kid looked confused for a moment and then his eyes went wide and he began searching his body. "It's here somewhere."

"Here," Dick grabbed the leather water bag attached to his belt and opened it. "Poor just enough to cover it. Too little, it won't heal the wound, too much he'll burn into ash. Make sure you don't touch it, because it will burn you into ash on contact." Dick instructed Batman.

The moment the liquid touched the kids wound, he sighed in relief. "Did you know this is Batman?" He said somewhat deliriously.

"Next give them one square of ambrosia." He pulled out the Ziploc bag from the kid's pouch attached to his belt. He exposed one square of the ambrosia and held it to his mouth. He hungrily eight the square. "Don't . . ."

"Touch it." Batman finished the sentence for him. "I think I got it."

Nightwing wasn't sure what to say, so he turned to take care of another kid, while Batman carried the one Dick had just treated back to the Wolf House. He treated the unconscious' kid's wounds and carried him over his shoulder back to the Wolf House. When Dick reached the Wolf House, there were several rows of bodies laying on the ground. On the right side the soldiers moaned in pain, while other kids ran from body to body doing what they could to treat the injured. On the left side of the Wolf House, bodies lay still and cold. Dick lay down his wounded soldier among those on the right side.

He noticed a dark-skinned girl with her hands out over a wounded soldiers body. She seem to be concentrating extremely hard while another kid hoovered nearby, watching the body carefully. Dick stepped a little closer to see what was going on, and when the wounded soldier started crying out, he noticed bullets rising from his flesh. The kid who had been waiting anxiously used some long type of tweezers to grab each bullet and place it into the hull of a shield that was already quite full. Once the bullets had been removed, he then anxiously went to work with nectar and even some needle and thread.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a flash of purple that drew his attention. That's when he saw Reyna being carried on a stretcher that looked like it had been made out of herpurplePraetor cape. "Reyna!" He yelled. He had to see her. had to see if she was okay. Was she still alive? The last time he saw her, her body was protectively draped over several kids, riddled with bullets. She should have been dead, but she wasn't. "Please, save us." She begged him. He didn't want to leave her side, but a kid had shooed him away so he could address her wounds. But now, it was almost as if she were lifeless.

"Reyna!" He called out again and raced to get to her side.

Frank forcefully blocked him from getting to her, and Dick was tempted to knock him out, no matter how big he was. "You can't see her right now." Frank placated. "We're taking her to Camp Jupiter. Will Solace is there."

"I need to see her." Dick insisted.

"She's unconscious, and the sooner she sees Will, the better her chances are."

"Who is this Will?" Batman asked. It was a good question. What made this Will so special.

"He's a son of Apollo. He has his gift of healing."

Reyna was laid in the middle of the park along, with another wounded kid, where the grass was thick and slightly damp with dew. Shortly after everyone had cleared the field, a giant eagle swooped down and paused for just a moment on the ground to gently pick up the two bodies in each claw, and then with one flap of its wings was back in the air, flying swiftly away.

"What the . . .?" Dick heard Batman say behind him.

"She'll be there in a matter of minutes." Frank assured him.

"Is she going to live?" Dick asked the dreaded question.

"She's a fighter. And with Will there, her chances improve greatly." Frank assured him.

"No thanks to you!" A biting voice snapped.

Dick turned to see who had spoken when he was met with a fist across his jaw that laid him out.

"This is your fault!"

Dick shook off the hit and looked to see who had hit him. At first, he thought it was Reyna. But it wasn't. She looked just enough like Reyna to be her . . . sister.

"I told her, men aren't to be trusted." She scowled at him. Had Reyna told her what he had done?

"You must be Hylla, Reyna's sister." Dick rubbed his jaw.

Her eyes flashed red as she moved to attack Dick again. He thought about fighting back, but then he remembered Reyna's hurt look and thought, maybe he deserved this. He waited for the hit to land, but it stopped short, due to Batman grabbing her arm.

"Don't touch me!" She ripped her arm out of his.

"Don't hit him." Batman growled.

She went to attack again, and Batman defended himself, blocking every attack. Suddenly, the dark skin girl that Dick had seen removing bullets earlier stepped in between them. "Queen Hylla! Camp Jupiter is allies with the Justice League."

That stopped her. "I saw the way he was looking at her." She said defensively. "Stay away from my sister." She spat at Dick.

The very thought crushed Dick. He forced himself to stand. "I can't." He stated the simple truth.

"What did you say?" She looked at him disbelievingly.

"I'm in love with her." Everyone'sheads turned to look at him, including Batman's.

"You lie." She growled.

"Either that or I'm just that good at resisting Empusa."

Hylla looked frustrated and flustered for just a moment, before she snapped, "Last warning, stay away from my sister. I didn't sacrifice myself so she could be used by some wanna-be hero. Consider yourself lucky you're under the protection of Camp Jupiter." With that she turned and left.

Batman and Nightwing watched her and several other women climb into vehicles and drive away. What did she mean.

"Don't mind her. It's an Amazon thing or maybe a sister thing." Hazel said in a calm southern accent.

"Alright everyone, shows over." Frank yelled. "We've got work to do."

Everyone turned back to taking care of the wounded and collecting the dead, including Batman and Nightwing. They moved among them carefully, trying to save as many lives as they could. Every once in awhile, Dick would see a giant eagle touchdown briefly and then fly back up again with two bodies in its claws. Those that were able, loaded up the less critically injured in vehicles and drove off in vans and SUVs. Before long there were only a handful of kids milling about.

"That's the last of them, sir." The medic informed Frank. "There are two more critically wounded that I was wondering if you could, you know . . ."

"I was waiting for you to ask." Frank smiled warmly. He then turned to Batman and Nightwing. "Thanks for all of your help. Hope to hear from you soon."

He then walked over to two wounded bodies in the middle of the field where they were laid for the eagles to pick them up. He stretched out his arms and transformed before their eyes into a giant eagle, just like the ones that had been flying around. He flapped his wings once lifting him just enough to gently lift up the two wounded bodies within his giant claws, and then took off with a few strong flaps of his wings.

Nightwing's jaw dropped. He had seen transformations into animals by Beast Boy several times, but never giant size. the rest of the demigods loaded up and drove off. The park was empty in the morning sun. There was barely any sign that there had been a battle. What mortals that had been wounded or knocked out had woken up and found their way out of the park. Dick boarded his plane, and was just beginning to realize how exhausted he was. Batman followed him on board, and it was a testament to just how tired Dick was, he didn't even care. Batman sat in the pilot seat, while Dick sat in the passenger seat. He overheard Batman tell Alfred to fly his small plane back. Dick stared out at the Wolf House as they took off. It was so quiet, now. The exhaustion was setting in, but he couldn't rest, not yet.

"You want to let me in on what all that was back there?" Batman asked calmly.

Dick sighed deeply. He took off his arm computer that had all the information he had collected and handed it to Batman. Then he told him everything. He told him about the Greek and Roman gods, their children being hunted at a young age, the monsters that plague them, and how those young kids were the only defence the world had against the mythological monsters that wished to see the world burn. He told him about Deathstroke. Lastly, he told him about Reyna. He talked about their missions to rescue kids who had been kidnapped and returned them to either Camp Half-Blood or the Wolf House. They were back at the cave by the time he finished talking.

Batman had remained quiet the entire trip, listening to every word Dick spoke. It wasn't until he had parked the plane and turned off the engine that he turned and asked, "Does Diane know about this?"

"The gods took her memory away about the camps and the children of the gods. Something to do about being too honest." Dick explained.

Batman nodded. "You could have avoided that hit." Batman stated.

"Don't think you'd understand." Dick sighed.

"Same reason you drink hot chocolate now and not Bourbon, I suppose." Batman stood up, and left the plane. When Dick found the energy to stand up he left to find Batman at his computer. He had Dick's arm computer plugged into it. Alfred stood at a table with a steaming cup of hot cocoa as well as a tray of food. Dick opted for the food and the hot cocoa.

"What's with the strands of blood. The DNA is all messed up."

"Demigod blood. I couldn't figure out why they were taking it from them."

"What strand is this?" Batman pointed to another really messed up sample of blood.

"Uh, I think that was taken from a cyclops or some type of monster." Dick said with a mouth full of food.

"They took blood from monsters?"

"Yeah. We even rescued a Cyclops that was nice. That one was weird."

"Dick!" Batman looked at him. Dick took that to mean that he wanted him to come over. He grabbed his hot chocolate and walked over to Batman's computer, careful to keep his distance since he was holding liquid. "Look at this." he pulled up a sample of demigod blood and monster blood side by side. "Some of the monsters seem to have similar blood signitures as that of the demigods."

"Olympian blood." Dick guessed. Some of the monsters were given birth by the gods." Dick remembered.

"But none of the monsters have the mortal side of the DNA." Batman continued.

"Well, yeah. They're half mortal half Olympian god." Dick said this as though it was obvious.

"If I were mortal and I wanted to get rid of powerful beings that were half Olympian god and half mortal, I wouldn't want to fight them head-on."

The answer impacted Dick like a ton of bricks. He felt the air rush out of him, and he dropped his mug full of hot chocolate crashing to the floor. "Genocide. They're looking for a way to commit genocide. Kill the demigods, but not the monsters. They'll all die in one fell swoop. There'll be no one left to defend us from the monsters."

"Sir," Alfred interrupted, "perhaps now would be a good time to check your communique on the traveling group of vans. Something came in while you were out."

Batman pulled up a map with some blinking lights that were somewhere in the middle of Nebraska. He zoomed in on it, but all that they could see was a large building that look like a warehouse of some type. "Switching to infrared." Batman said as he pushed a button. The image changed to show hundreds upon hundreds of red dots inside the warehouse. "Analyzing." Batman said as he studied the computer. "This is the place." Batman said with a grim voice.

"How can you be so sure?" Dick asked.

"No parking lot around it with any cars that would suggest that this is a working warehouse. Oh, and I'm picking up Olympian blood."

"You can do that?"

"Now that I know what I'm looking for. Question is how much of it is demigod and how much of it is monster. Still want to do this on your own?"

"Reyna needs to know about this." Dick said before he realized his mistake. "I . . . I mean Frank."

"You know how to do that hologram?" Batman asked curiously.

"Uh, no. I meant by phone."

Batman looked surprised, but recovered quickly. "Of course."

Dick looked up the number on his cell phone and dialed. A loud buzzing sound indicated that it was busy. He tried again, only to get the same result. He tried several more times, before he finally gave up.

"Can't you leave a message?"

"They're a bit wary of technology. Monsters can track them through it." Dick explained. "So they don't have the latest tech.

Batman raised an eyebrow. "Well, that's inconvenient. How are we supposed to contact them?"

Dick felt his heart race as an idea came to him. "There is one way, but it's a long shot."