1.

Apollo regretted many things in life. He's lived a gloriously long life. It was stupid to think he wouldn't ever regret anything. The problem with Gods they lived forever, their memories stretched on for eternity.

Dealing with these memories was unpleasant. Some drank away their trauma, others slept their way through town. Apollo? He didn't deal with it at all. He looked at his experiences and said, 'you will not control me,'

Artemis may look at him and see the flashy boy who couldn't do anything. His father may see someone who was a tool. The other Gods may see him as just another privileged son of he had something they could never have.

True love.

When he slept with the mortal women, he didn't leave them forever. Each and every one he adored. He didn't have a cabin full of children, it was full but not overflowing. Each and every one of his offspring knew he loved them.

What the other gods would never understand was that you couldn't wash your trauma away. There was no magical fix it. He was the god of medicine if anyone could cure their problems it would be him. Yet when they begged for his help he could only shake his head. They could never move on, they would never stop making mistakes.

2.

When he first saw her he looked the other way. She was a baby, small and innocent looking. She hadn't opened her eyes but she wailed in her mother's arms. Dionysus would never come back for his daughter.

It was a miracle he had ever even had a child. It was a miracle he had found a woman who was even willing to sleep with him. She was a surprising woman, at a glance she didn't look like his type.

Small, willowy, innocent. All the things he hated more than everything. Dionysus valued strength, power, confidence.

But past the glance he saw all of that. She was a charismatic woman, she could talk you in circles saying so much without really saying much of anything at all. Akari Kyoya was a shining light of power. She was terrifying and could snap you like a twig.

Even after she gave birth, sweaty and matted, she still was powerful. Being the leader of a crime syndicate helped. Outside stood guards, carefully fingering their guns. They had no clue he was in the room of course. Akari wasn't alerting them, she just stared at him frowning.

"Lord Apollo," she had a nice voice, wasn't that a weird thing to focus on? "Why are you here?"

He smiled brilliantly; he couldn't help it. "My dear, why would I need a reason to visit? Your father is my best friend."

The babe was still wailing in her arms, he wanted it to just shut up already. Hermes loved his children but he was worse with visiting them. He had his motives for being here of course, why wouldn't he?

"Gods don't come down to the mortal world just to visit a demigod. They always want something." She said.

He snapped his fingers, a plush yellow chair appeared next to her bed. Lowering himself carefully he sighed. "Listen I know Dionysus." He took the baby out of her arms and started rocking it, "he will never visit er-" his smile turned awkward, "What was its name?"

"Kyoya, and she's a girl not an it."

"Right right, well I'm blunt he's not coming. Not only can he not leave the camp, he also is in some deep trouble for being with you. Hermes doesn't approve of him going after you. Hermes doesn't approve of him going after you right? Well here's where I come in." Just for good measure he flashed her another smile. She wasn't a stupid women, far from it actually.

"I don't want your help." She pursed her lips and reached out for her babe. "We will be fine."

"Oh I'm sure!"

"So if you don't mind excusing yourself Lord Apollo." She said.

"No I'm afraid I can't. You see as the god of prophecy I see things? Yes I do. Now your-" he gestured vaguely at her "-thing is needed."

"I won't give her to you! You olympians always take take take but you never give do you? It doesn't matter if we're related in some weird twisted way I won't give her up."

"No ones asking you about that. Ripping a babe from her mother's arms? Not my type sorry."

"Why are you really here?"

"I already told you. She will be important."

]3.

So this is what she had in mind wasn't it? The way the visions came in were jarring. They were terrifying really even for a god.

Seeing the future as it was now was nice actually. Dionysus having an immediate reaction to the news of an alcohol band implemented by his own daughter? Priceless!

Apollo certainly appreciated Kyoya now more than ever. She was growing into a lovely girl with a whole lot of spirit. Giving her Tonfas had been his best idea as of late.

The mafia was new but he'd seen it before, nothing was original anymore. He almost toyed with the idea of making his own family just to mess with her.

Almost.

Unfortunately he had a mission. Getting her to camp would be a tragic array of complications but he knew he could do it. They demanded it of him.

Her mother would kill him for it but he was never scared of demigods.

He walked up to the girl and stuck his hand out. She growled something about a herbivore and hit him in the eye. "I'm Apollo!" He managed to squeak out. Wasn't that embarrassing? "I'm here to tell you about your father."

Her face almost made it worth it.