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"And how are we supposed to do that?" Conner asked.

We get them back. Conner was surprised by how confidently she said that. But he had already established that Hazel was full of surprises.

"I don't know. I'll figure something out, I had a dream about the horses earlier. It may help us."

"Is that what you're going to form our battle strategy on? A dream?"

"Demigod dreams are different, they usually mean something. They're even prophetic sometimes, mortals wouldn't understand."

"That's…" Conner stumbled on his words.

"Weird." It was like she read his mind. "Says the sixteen-year-old human tank."

He was going to retort but realized she had a point. "Then what should I do?"

"You." she tossed him a towel. "Go take a shower while I figure out a strategy. Then take a nap because we're leaving early in the morning." Then she waved her hand at him flippantly.

"So I'm just supposed to sit here and relax while you do everything." Conner clenched his fists. "Don't think that just because you're a half god means you can order me around." Conner regretted the words as soon as they came out his mouth. M'gann was trying to teach him to watch his words and be a little kinder, but he just snapped at a little girl.

Before he could get his apology out Hazel whipped around and stared at him with her gold eyes that were filled with a hundred years of anger. "I'm going to do what I need to do to help our friends. I'm not going to sit here and waste time arguing with you. So either suck it up and work with me or step aside."

Conner remembered when his harsh words made M'gann and his Teammates flinch. Hazel didn't flinch. Conner grabbed his towel which had fallen to the floor and silently walked into the bathroom.

Under the heat of the water, Conner thought about how much of a jerk he could be. M'gann always said it was because he had literally been born a couple of months ago so he lacked the social skills of other teens. But Hazel obviously thought he was just an asshole. She was so kind to her brother, Nico, and Zatanna but every time he was in her line of vision she seemed so angry. Turning off the shower water, Conner decided to put some of those social skills M'gann taught him to good use.

After he was dried and dressed he went into the room and found Hazel sitting in front of her bed. On her bed were a bunch of pictures, upon closer inspection Conner saw they were actually drawings of different scenes.

"What's this?" he asked.

Hazel looked at him and blushed. "I'll tell you when you put a shirt on."

Conner looked down at himself, he hadn't even noticed his lack of a shirt. The one he was wearing before was completely torn up after the fight. He grabbed a new shirt from his bag and turned back towards Hazel who was now organizing the charcoal drawings. "Did you draw these?"

She looked at him and decided he was decent enough to talk to. "Yeah, they're scenes from my dream. I'm just trying to figure them out."

Conner tried to hide his impressed expression, who knew the demigoddess could draw. "It's just like you said."

"You were listening to that when we were in the van?" she questioned, "I was sure you thought it was stupid."

"That's not- I didn't mean…" Conner sat in silence for a second, not knowing what else to say. "Look, I'm sorry. Since we met I've been kind of a-"

"Blockhead." she finished.

"I was going to say jackass, but that works too." The corner of Hazel's mouth turned up a bit.

"We may not like each other that much, but we have to get along so we can save our friends."

"Deal." He didn't really know if he and Hazel could be friends but they would have to try for now. "So what are we dealing with?"

"Here's the beginning of my dream." She points to a scene where two people are curled up in a ball while being encircled by three horses.

"Those are the horses we fought with."

"Yeah, they're trying to suffocate Zatanna and Nico." she pointed to the next picture. "But here Zatanna stops them."

That picture had Zatanna unraveling herself while something branched out from her and touched Nico. "How did she do that?"

Hazel was quiet for a second. "Magic. But, I think Zatanna should tell you exactly what's up when we get her back."

Conner didn't understand what she was talking about but didn't question any further. "So if they get themselves out then what's the problem?"

"The problem is here." She pointed to another picture of Zatanna and Nico being laid out flat.

"There's a shadow." he pointed to a dark silhouette drawn near their friends' bodies.

"Yup." she said matter-of-factly, "The goal of tomorrow is to get there before whoever is casting that shadow does."

"Is it really going to be that simple?"

Hazel laughs humorlessly. "It never is." she talked like she was a thousand years old. "But, you're a simple guy I was hoping to make it easier for a young man like you to understand."

Conner should have been offended, but then Hazel stood up and winced. "You're injured."

"Am I that transparent?" She started picking up all her drawings and winced with every movement.

"Maybe you should rest." he took her drawings from her and began picking up the rest.

She gave him a surprised look. "You're a good kid." she sat down on her bed. "Do me a favor and give me my bag."

He handed the girl her bag and tried to ignore the fact that she called him a kid. She dug through it until she pulled out a Ziploc bag labeled 'AMBROSIA' with big black letters. While Hazel was… doing whatever she does, Conner looked through the rest of Hazel's drawings.

"What are the rest of these about?" The last few scenes she drew looked nothing like the other drawings.

Hazel's mouth was full when she answered. "They're from a different part of my dream."

Conner looked at the last picture, it was of Hazel. She was floating limply underwater. "Did you… did you drown?"

She swallowed, "Looks like." she zipped up the bag of ambrosia and stuck it back in her bag. Oddly, she seemed fine now. "But we'll worry about me after we get Nico and Zatanna. Now, I'm going to take a shower and you're going to sleep. We have a long day tomorrow." At that note, she walked into the bathroom like she never had any broken ribs.

Conner looked back at the charcoal drawings and decided that not only was Hazel full of surprises but she was also a talented artist.

-(Line Break)-

After a nice hotel breakfast, Hazel and Conner set out at the crack of dawn.

"So how are we doing this?" Conner asked as nicely as possible. Hazel looked sleepy and had been in a particularly bad mood this morning. Usually, he would have responded with the same bad attitude but all he wanted to do at the moment was find Zatanna.

"When Nico got pulled away he had the gem for the Necklace of Harmonia with him." she looked at Conner expecting him to understand what she was planning. When he gave her a blank look she sighed. "The gem had a weird aura around it so I'll be able to track easily."

Conner really wanted to ask how she was going to do that but couldn't help remembering that she crushed a bunch of horses between stone walls. So tracking the gem couldn't have been impossible.

"While I do that," Hazel continued, "You watch my back. We don't know if any other horses will show up."

"Got it." he left it at that. From this point on it was all business. They walked into the forest that Nico was dragged in.

The forest wasn't anything special it just felt… lonely. Even though it was bright and early the forest made it feel like the sun was setting and they were about to be engulfed in darkness. But complete darkness never came and they continued to wander.

They were about an hour into their lovely stroll when Hazel suddenly stopped in a meadow.

Conner halted to a stop to avoid running into her. "What's wrong?"

"Do you see that?" she asked pointing to something at the edge of the meadow.

The mound was just peeking out of the forest enough for Conner to see it in the light, but it didn't look like anything special to him. "I see it but, it just looks likes a big pile of-"

"Schist," she said confidently.

"What?"

"Come on." Hazel started forward without an explanation, so Conner was forced to follow.

"So is this schist?" he asked her.

"Nope," When Hazel stood next to the rock it came up to her waist. "I can feel every pebble and precious stone around but for some reason, I never sensed a rock this big. I wonder why?"

She waved her hand over the rock and suddenly it wasn't a rock anymore. When the Mist dissolved around it, it revealed itself to be a hatch. It looked like something that came off of an old submarine. Hazel tried to move the rusted wheel of the hatch and found it wasn't going to budge.

"I've got it." Conner turned the wheel as easily as a bodybuilder would open a pickle jar. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Hazel nod approvingly.

Conner pulled open the hatch and gazed into the darkness.

"It's weird that I couldn't see this earlier. I can usually sense tunnels and pretty much anything underground." Hazel commented. "I can, now that you opened it up, though. Must've been the Mist."

"How deep does this go?"

"Let's find out." Hazel picked up a stone and dropped it in the hatch and listened for the sound of it hitting the ground.

Conner looked up at Hazel after hearing a dull thud. "Ten seconds," he stated.

"Ten seconds too many," Hazel replied. She took off her bag and pulled out a long piece of rope. "I'm gonna need you to lower me down there."

"You… go down there alone?" he questioned.

"Well, you can't go. Who's gonna hold the rope?"

"We could tie it a tree or-"

"No," she commanded, "It's safer this way. If something bad happens then you can pull me up." She spoke with a tone of finality. "And I already told you, tunnels are easy for me to navigate."

Conner clenched his fist. "Fine. But…" he cast a glance at flashlight that fell out of Hazel bag when she took out the rope and picked it up. "Take this. So you won't be blind down there."

The demigoddess took the flashlight and gave him a once over. "Thanks," she mumbled. Conner just nodded and took hold of the rope.

Conner began lowering her down the dark opening with the only light being a small beam from the flashlight he gave her. He noted that she weighed almost nothing. Though she was direct, fiery, and an all-around great fighter she still looked fourteen, at most. Not like Conner could say anything, he wasn't anywhere near that old.

Suddenly the weight Conner felt on the rope completely disappeared, but Hazel made no alarming sounds so he assumed she hit the ground. Conner held still for a moment and waited for the familiar sound of gears grinding together. The first time the horses snuck up on him he barely caught the sound. But all he heard was the soft padding of Hazel's feet.

A full thirty seconds passed by and Conner decided that he was going to yell to Hazel when her flashlight suddenly went out. Then there was a loud grunt from Hazel and the sound of her hitting the wall of the tunnel. Without a moment of hesitation, he jumped through the hatch.

He landed on the ground with a deafening sound. He immediately ran towards Hazel's nervous breathing. In moments like this, infrared vision came in handy. He blinked twice as he registered Hazel's heat signature, she was a little hotter on her left arm- she'd probably been struck there but it couldn't have produced more than a bruise.

Conner rolled with Hazel as he heard the horse approach him, its hooves were silent but its gears squeaked and turned against each other. Conner picked up the stallions heat signature and noticed it was much colder than the tunnel and glowed a bright blue. It reached the wall where they had been and began running itself into it over and over again.

Hazel moved in Conner's grip, "Conner-" the horse lifted its battered head from the wall and turned towards them.

Conner put his hand over Hazel's mouth as quickly as possible without crushing her face. He knew he could pummel the horse one handed but he didn't know if it had any friends nearby. It wasn't a good idea to get into a fight with six of those things while Hazel wandered in the dark. The horse galloped towards them. It was getting so close but it made no move to attack them.

Then it hit him. It can hear us but it can't us he thought to himself. Conner held his breath and clutched Hazel as he took a step. Small enough to not make any sound and big enough so they would be arm's length from the horse. Its stare could've burned holes into Conner but it continued to see nothing. It turned and galloped away.

Conner eased up on Hazel and she seized his shoulder suddenly and tried to move him forward. He was confused at first but then realized that she had her own way of "seeing" in all this shadow. He let her move him forward.

-(Line Break)-

They walked for what felt like hours. Time seemed to stretch out in the suffocating underground. He felt like he was back at Cadmus in a pod. But Hazel seemed to handle herself well. She kept a strong grip on his wrist as she led him. Occasionally a horse would come by and he would touch her shoulder as a sign to stop. They were both doing their jobs to stop them from getting killed.

When Hazel halted Conner had to stop himself from running into her. She whispered something so quietly that only a Kryptonian could've picked it up. "Trust me," she said. Not knowing what to do, he patted her head. Hopefully, she would take that as a positive answer.

"Pick me up. Now take two steps forward," she whispered. They weren't hard tasks, when would the trust come in?

"Now jump," she spoke with so much confidence that it was startling. But all Conner could think is why would he even attempt to jump in this darkness?

She touched his shoulder. "Trust me."

Conner took the deepest breath he had ever taken in his life and took a leap of faith.

Literally.

To be very honest the first sensation Conner felt after jumping was pure fear. Like nothing he'd felt before. Not because he may die, but everyone else would've died as a result of it. Hazel, Nico, Zatanna… they'd all put a bit of trust in him. Another part of him thought about those Shields Lex Luthor had given him and how much they would've helped.

There was a third part of him that finally realized that Hazel was screaming something in his ear.

"What?" he replied, equally as loud.

"Get ready to land!"

Conner blinked the infrared out of his eye. They were falling and they were doing it fast. But at the end of whatever chasm they were descending down, there was a light. It was tiny but they were nearing it quickly.

Suddenly the ground (which, luckily, was flat) was under his feet. He bent his knees, rolled to the side, and made sure to protect Hazel's head as they hit the ground.

"Alive?" he asked, still curled around Hazel like a cocoon.

"Alive." she responded.

Hazel rolled out from under him and laid face up, flat on the ground. Conner mimic her position and for a while they just stared up at the dark abyss they had just fallen from.

Then Hazel started laughing and didn't stop until Conner sat up. "What's so funny?"

"I'm just surprised were alive." She wiped tears from her eyes. "How'd you do that?"

"Do what?"

"See in the dark." Hazel sat up as well. "I've got tunnel vision but what about you?"

"Infrared."

Hazel raised an eyebrow, "Infa-what?"

"Infrared." he repeated, "Don't they teach you about that in school or something?"

"Where I come from they teach you times tables, not how to see in the dark." Hazel stood up and dusted herself off. "Did you bring my bag?"

"No… I-" he murmured.

"No worries. I've still got my sword so we'll be fine." she assured him. "We'll be in and out in no time. I can feel the gem's energy close by."

"So that means Nico and Zatanna are nearby too."

"Yup, so we should get moving. Oh, and Conner…" she looked up at him with a smile, "Thank you. I would've probably died down here if you didn't come in after me."

"That's- it's, I mean… no problem." he sputtered.

She patted his back, "Let's get going."

The walk through the cavern wasn't nearly gloomy as the tunnels. It helped that it was well lit and it pretty much looked like an empty ballroom with dirt floors and walls. The only thing it lacked was a ceiling, which was so high all you could see was darkness when you looked up.

"I wonder how this place has so much light." Hazel questioned, "It must be some type of complex magic."

"Or it could be those lanterns over there." Conner pointed to the right wall which was lined with bright lanterns. To be honest, they were more like gigantic lantern shaped streetlights. So big that you'd have to raise your head to see where the actual light was.

Hazel inched towards one of the lights and touched it with caution. "This is the same metal used to make the horses."

Conner looked at the streetlight and realized it was in fact the same golden color. "It's just gold, anybody can use gold."

"No this is the same exact gold, that can't be coincidence and you know it."

"So… we should probably keep going." The half-Kryptonian nodded with false understanding. Hazel just rolled her eyes at him.

This was their third stroll of the day but somehow it was less awkward (or scary) than the other two. This time around they actually talked to each other. They chatted about things that seemed so trivial.

"What are the gods like?"

"They're are… okay." Conner recalled the story of how Harmonia almost killed Artemis and knew Hazel had to pick her words carefully.

"What about Hades? He's your dad right?"

"Yes… but no. Hades is Nico's dad. My father is Pluto, who is the Roman form of Hades. They're the same person but…" Hazel looked up at Conner's confused face and sigh, "I've only met father a few times but each time he's been kind to me. You could say I don't know him very well at all."

Hazel's expression when she said that, pulled on Conner's heartstring. "Hazel-"

"Wait do you see that?"

"Hazel you don't have to-"

"No, really Conner do you see that?"

Conner looked to where she was pointing and saw something massive and gold. The same gold as the streetlights and horses.

"What is that?" he questioned. When he didn't get an answer he looked down at Hazel and realized she wasn't there anymore. He looked up and saw that Hazel was flat out sprinting towards the gold object. He tried to call out to her as her followed her.

They both slowed to a stop when they were in front of the gold structure. It came as a surprise to Conner when he saw that it was a door.

And a massive one, at that

It stood at about thirty feet and was made of pure gold. It had a two foot tall doorknob made of the whitest ivory, the same ivory was used to frame the huge door.

Being in front of such an imposing structure made Conner realize just how small he was. "It's a door."

"Obviously." Hazel retorted.

Conner raised an eyebrow, "Should we open it?"

"I think that's the only thing left to do."

Hazel gave him a knowing look and Conner was soon pushing on the door with all his strength.

"You need some help, young man?" Hazel joked.

Conner thought back to Lex Luthor's Shields as he struggled slightly. "Nope, I think I got it."

Finally the door began to move. Conner only opened it enough for someone Hazel's size to get in when she made him stop.

"What's wrong?"

"We don't really know what's in there." she said pulling him back from the door. "We don't want to make it easier for whatever made this door to kill us. You hear anything coming from the inside?"

"Just… footsteps. And dragging."

Hazel unsheath her spatha and pointed it towards the door. "Let's give them a surprise when they come through."

They both stood on either side of the small opening Conner made, ready to attack. The sounds of footsteps got closer and closer. Their maker's nose was just sticking out of the door's opening. Without thinking Conner threw a punch before he could even acknowledge who the person was.

Conner was a little more than impressed when they dodged his punch and landed on the ground.

"What's wrong with you? Are you trying to kill me?"

"Nico?"

"...Hazel?"

"Nico!" Hazel tried to tackle her brother with a hug but tripped over Zatanna who was also on the floor.

"Zatanna!" she exclaimed and turned towards the magician.

Zatanna just groaned in response.

"Are you okay?" she asked as she helped her up.

"I've had better days."

Conner nodded at her and she smiled and nodded back.

Nico stood up and dusted himself off and Hazel finally gave him his hug. "We were coming to rescue you!"

"Since when have I needed rescuing?" her brother asked.

"Plenty of times."

"Name one."

"That time you got stuck in a jar, the time you were turned into corn, Percy's told about you in the Labyrinth, and-"

"Gods damn it sis, I said name one."

"Good to have you back too."

"You need help standing?" Conner asked as he moved towards his teammate. She didn't seem like she was is in any condition to walk.

Zatanna shook her head, "Nico dragged-"

"Carried."

"Nico carried me all the way over here," she said shooting a look at the son of Hades, "I've had enough time to rest."

"What happened in there?" Conner let her lean on his shoulder, "Why are you so worn out?"

Hazel and Nico met eyes. "Just like my dream?"

"Just like your dream."

"Conner take Zatanna." Hazel ordered, "We need to get moving."

Conner was already planning on it. He picked up the magician in one swift movement.

"Hey, I said I was fine." she protested weakly.

Hazel smiled, "I'm sure you are but we need to move quickly. We don't know if that silhouette from my dream will show up."

Suddenly the doors behind them began to open much faster than Conner moved them.

"Looks like it's too late for that." Nico gaped.

The man who opened the door stepped out from behind it and Conner couldn't help but flinch at his appearance. He was a huge man, around twenty feet tall, and he was ugly. So ugly that the only person that Conner could think of that could describe how ugly he was, was Kid Flash. To put it in his own words it was like a toddler was trying to make a human being from scratch and just put random piece of flesh on a skeleton.

"Lord Vulcan, no, Lord Hephaestus." Hazel stuttered.

Conner gave Hazel an astonished look. Was that a god? he thought.

"Sorry kids, but I can't let you leave." Hephaestus spoke with a deep voice, "And especially with that gem."

"Despite what you heard my Lord, we don't plan on using the Necklace's power against you."

"Then why did you come with that girl, Harmonia's legacy." he pointed at Zatanna who stood frozen. "I sense the blood of a goddess in her."

"Lord Hephaestus," Hazel stepped up, "All the things you heard us say to Harmonia were lies. We needed her to tell what she wanted to hear so we could know where her Necklace was."

"Why would you need Harmonia's Necklace." He scratched what looked like his chin. "All it does is bring bad luck, that's what I intended it to do."

Nico waved to catch the god's attention. "The prophecy said that we need it to make peace with the mortals."

Hephaestus turned his massive misshapen head towards Conner and Zatanna. They waved stiff at the god who only nodded back.

He put his hand on his chin again and began shrinking down until he was about seven feet tall. "So it was all a big misunderstanding." His expression changed from anger to understanding.

Hazel and Nico both let out sighs of relief.

"Let me see the gem." The god walked towards them with his hand out. Hazel and Nico went stiff. "I'm not going to keep it. Just give it here."

Nico reached in his pocket, pulled out the green gem and placed the it in Hephaestus's hand. He examined it and turned it around in his palm. "It did absorb some of Harmy's peace loving energy over the years but for it to do any peacemaking you need to get rid of the curse."

"How would you suggest we do that?" Nico inquired.

"The girl should know." Conner assumed he was talking about Hazel but when Hephaestus pointed at Zatanna he was a little surprised.

Zatanna glanced around. "Me?"

"Yes, you." Hephaestus urged, "You're a legacy, but not of Harmonia. She's been helping you for a while I'm sure she would again."

Hephaestus tossed the jewel back at Nico and grew in size as he walked back towards the door. "There's a door with a staircase behind it to your right, it should lead you back to the forest." Right where he pointed a human-sized ivory door appeared. "Good luck."

"Wait, Lord Hephaestus." Nico stopped Hephaestus before he could close the door behind him. "Why are you helping us?"

Conner, Hazel, and Zatanna's head snapped towards Nico then they met each other's eyes. Why would he ask that? When the giant god guy gives you just what you need to complete a quest you don't question it.

Hephaestus contorted his lumpy face. "The last thing we need is conflict between the mortals and gods while Olympus is recovering from Gaea." he scratched his beard awkwardly, "And I haven't forgotten how you saved my son. Now get out of my cave before you destroy another one of my horses." Hephaestus closed his giant door behind him.

There was a stale silence in the air that was broken by Hazel. "Why would you ask him that?" she pushed his shoulder, "He could've smite us or something."

"Was he thanking us?" Zatanna asked.

Conner shifted the girl in his arm. "Let's get out of here first and ask questions later."

"I agree." Nico was already walking towards the exit.

-(Line Break)-

Zatanna took a big breath then breathed out. "I wish I knew how great fresh air was before I was dragged down there."

Conner came out the hatch he jumped through a few hours ago, right after Zatanna (who recovered half way up the stairs enough to walk). He offered his hand to Hazel who came out after him. "I didn't think this would lead us back here," she said as she took his hand, "I don't know how Hephaestus does it."

Nico pulled himself out next wearing an apathetic expression. Zatanna raised an eyebrow at him. "How can you look so bored. Didn't we just dragged ourselves out of a dark prison, negotiated with a giant god, and walked up the equivalent of twenty flights of stairs."

"How'd you guys get out of there anyway?" Conner questioned.

Nico and Zatanna met eyes. "...magic." she said after a long pause.

"I thought you had to talk to cast spells. In Hazel's dream you were asleep." Conner talked slowly, "And I don't think you're a sleep talker."

The demigods and Zatanna stood still without uttering a word.

"Something's up and Hephaestus confirmed it. What's going on with you, Zatanna? You might want to answer that truthfully because I'm kind of tired of being lied to." What he was saying was ironic in some ways. Conner who had been lying about his Shields and meeting with Lex Luthor was trying to call her a liar. He tried to bury the feeling of guilt rising in his throat and looked down at Zatanna.

Hazel laid a hand on his shoulder, "Conner, wait-"

"No, I think it's time I told him." Zatanna stepped up to Conner, "Superboy, I think… maybe, possibly, potentially..."

Nico groaned, "Just get on with it!"

Zatanna took a deep breath, "I think I'm a demigod… or something."

Conner finally spoke after a long pause, "Are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious, Superboy!"

"So the person Hephaestus was talking about… the person that's helping you is god?"

She nodded her head. "A goddess, actually."

"I've been thinking about what Hephaestus said," Hazel spoke, "I wasn't sure before but now I'm positive that it's Hecate."

"Of course! Only the goddess of magic could take off a curse." Nico exclaimed putting his hand to his face in exasperation, "Zatanna, she's been talking to for awhile now, right? Can you ask her how to take off the curse?"

"I could try." Zatanna nodded and closed her eyes. She was silent for only a few moments, then she let out a frustrated groan, "It's not working."

"How is it not working? Try again!"

"No, if she wanted to say something she would've said it already. The one time I need her she doesn't have anything to say, even though she's been in my head for awhile."

"How long is 'awhile'" Conner asked.

"...since Leo broke out."

"That long?" he exclaimed.

"I didn't think it was important."

"Not important," Conner retorted, "You might be a demigod."

"Actually, she's a legacy, according to Hephaestus." Nico butt in.

"Do you mean like descendant?" Zatanna asked.

"Basically, legacies are mortals who are second generation, and so on, descendants of gods. So Hecate could be your grandmother or something."

"I'm sorry to interrupt this very intriguing vocabulary lesson," Conner blurted, "But I'm still very confused."

Nico shook his fist at him, "Don't you take that sassy tone with me young man."

"Why do you and Hazel both call me 'young man'?"

"Hey guys," Hazel yelled over them, "I hate to interrupt the wonderful arguments you're having but I think you should all take a look at what I just found in my bag." Hazel passed a semi transparent piece of parchment to Nico who read it quickly.

The siblings looked at each other and spoke in unison, "Just like the dream."

"Let's go." Nico said as he pushed the paper in his pocket along with the green gem.

"Can I see?" Zatanna separated from Conner, "What did the note say?"

"I'll tell you when we get to the Piazza della Minerva. Which way is that, sis?" Hazel pointed out of the meadow and Nico nodded.

"Nico, wait a second!" Zatanna yelled as she followed after him.

Conner took a step forward too but Hazel touched his arm. He turned towards the smaller girl and she stood on her tiptoes and gave a kiss on his cheek. Conner furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "What…"

"Thanks for not being a complete blockhead today." she punched his shoulder, "And don't give Zatanna a hard time, she's still trying to figure out what's going on too." At that note she ran towards the end of the meadow.

Conner stood there for a second then he took off, following the small demigoddess, still absentmindedly rubbing his cheek.


This is by far the longest chapter I've written. But I think it was also my favorite!

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