"Murder all the Greeks," Reyna repeated. She stared at the crazy woman in front of her. Why couldn't she face off against someone who didn't want to murder her or her friends? It was really getting old at this point, especially since Reyna knew this wasn't her fault. She was just going to have to clean up the mess that someone else created.

The whole thing didn't make sense to Reyna. If this Brizo wanted to kill all of the Greeks, why didn't she just kill all of the Greeks? They were under her spell. They were building her little group an altar. Brizo just had to tell the Greeks to slit their necks, and the problem was solved. The woman was lying to Reyna, or she wasn't telling the full truth.

"Why?" Reyna asked. She knew it was best to play dumb and try to figure out more information. Her eyes studied Brizo. The only thing Brizo did was study her back. There was a kindness in her eyes, and her tone had been gentle. "Who are those other women you are with? They are not normal."

"Do you mean the one that you tried to kill?" Brizo asked. Reyna remained silent. "It is okay. I understand it was in self defense. They should not have approached you how they did or manipulate you that way. I am sure that you have a handsome young man waiting for you back home."

"Not really," Reyna muttered. She thought back to the two women in the infirmary. They were insanely hot, but she almost couldn't remember what they looked like. What was happening to her?

"A beautiful lady?" Brizo asked. Reyna quickly looked away. She wasn't going to reveal to Brizo that she wasn't dating anyone. Why were they even having this conversation? Reyna tried to focus. "No one then? That is a shame. You seem like you would be quite the, what do they call it, catch."

Reyna stared at the ground. Brizo wasn't using charmspeak, and her pull wasn't like that of the other women. There was just something comforting about her though, an Reyna felt like she was talking to a friend more than her crazy captor. Reyna needed to focus.

"I'm not dating anyone, and I don't see how that tells me anything else about why the Greeks should die," Reyna said coldly. Brizo studied her for a few moments. Reyna studied her back. Brizo was well built, tanned, muscular, and well, hot. Reyna was so screwed.

"I understand," Brizo said. Her eyes studied Reyna for a long moment. "My heroes are not demigods like you. No, they are beings of a powerful creator. They are Sirens, but they are not like the ones that you may have heard about in the stories."

So, the Greeks were right about the women being Sirens. Why weren't they in the water though? Why didn't the one who got stabbed die? None of it made sense to Reyna. The praetor spoke, "You're not making any sense."

Brizo nodded and gently placed her hand to Reyna's face. Her skin was cold, but Reyna could feel how hot her cheek was against the cold hand. Brizo seemed like she was only a few years older than Reyna. Brizo slowly lowered her hand and pulled her chair closer to Reyna's.

"My three Sirens have not always been monsters. There was a time when they were just like you, full of promise and oh so young. They had a very bright future ahead of them, but they did not live in a place or time that was kind to them," Brizo began. She was only a few inches from Reyna's face and staring directly into Reyna's eyes.

Reyna was absolutely entranced by Brizo. She slowly nodded, and Brizo spoke, "These three women knew each other since they were children. They all had dreams of being great, of being heroes. That was all destroyed when one by one they were all sold off to their husbands."

"Sold off?" Reyna asked quietly. Brizo nodded and placed her hand to Reyna's face. She ran her thumb across the bruises and small cuts on Reyna's face. "Like slaves?"

"Like bargaining chips. That is how they were treated, like property," Brizo said. She flashed a dagger, but Reyna didn't tense. She felt the rope fall away,from her wrists and she slowly brought her hands in front of her. Reyna rubbed her wrists, but she didn't look away from Brizo.

"These men were monsters," Brizo whispered. Anger filled her voice for a moment, and Reyna blinked. Her hands were free. She could make a move. Two hands gently grabbed her wrists. When Brizo spoke again, her voice was much calmer. "I am sure that you know all about monsters."

Reyna nodded and stared down at Brizo's hand. What was she going to do? Brizo continued, "Those men took their wives and abused them. They would beat them senseless every week, and they always took advantage of these poor women. Unspeakable horrors were inflicted upon the three women."

"They begged their husbands for mercy, but those men had no mercy in their souls. Neighbors turned a blind eye, so the women looked somewhere divine. They prayed to all of the Greek gods, and every single god ignored them," Brizo whispered. "Those women did everything they could do for mercy."

"These women went to every temple, active and abandoned, to find mercy. They made all kinds of offering and sacrifices. Up on their mighty thrones, the gods did nothing. Those gods just watched the mortal ants scurry around and scatter for the crumbs of mercy that they were given," Brizo whispered. "But, those three women found a long abandoned temple, one that didn't seem like it belonged to an Olympian. They prayed to the power there."

Reyna nodded slightly. She was so captivated by this women in front of her, and she felt for those women. To be treated as nothing more than property was not something that Reyna wanted to imagine, but she almost could. Her father had tried to control Hylla and her, to keep them safe from the enemy that only he could see.

"This power heard them, and it mourned for them," Brizo whispered. "This power was alone, kicked out of their domain by another man: an Olympian. It took those women weeks of sneaking out to clean and restore that temple to what it use to be centuries ago."

"Have you heard of gods fading?" Brizo asked. Reyna nodded slightly. "Then, you know there comes a point when an immortal just loses the desire to be alive. They feel the power within them draining, and there is nothing for them to do besides fade away. The power was so close to having this happen to them, but a resurrection happened as the women respected and restored that temple."

"Brought back from the edge of the void, the power helped these women escape their masters, and they fled to a small island called Delos," Brizo continued. "The woman continued to honor this power, but everything comes to ruin. Soldiers, pawn of the men, found these women."

"Dragged back to their original village, my three heroes were humiliated and tortured. I can't bear to repeat the horrors," Brizo said. There was such raw grief in her voice that it sent a shiver down Reyna's spine. Tears filled Brizo's eyes. "One of my brave heroes tried to defend the other two, and they were all deemed to be more trouble than they were worth. All three of the women were crippled in different ways and cast out onto a small boat."

"What happened to them?" Reyna questioned. She slowly reached up and wiped the tears from Brizo's eyes.

"Cast out to to sea with no supplies," Brizo answered. "The power tried to help, but the Olympians would not have any more interference. What hypocrisy. The Olympians help anyone that they like, but all others are treated like lepers. It has always been true."

"Those three women died a terrible, slow death out at sea. Their last words were a plea to the power for revenge," Brizo said, and a cruel smile came to her face. "Revenge for the abuse faced at the hands of their husbands. Revenge for how the gods abandoned them and allowed them to die. They thought that someone close to the gods should suffer just like they did. Who is closer to the gods than their own children?"

"No one," Reyna answered quietly. Her heart broke for those women. All they wanted was a chance to get away from their situation, but the gods wouldn't let them. "If they died and were mortals, how are they here?"

"The power created them," Brizo whispered. She smiled. "I created them. I went against the words of the gods and found their bodies. I cut their hearts right out of their chest and soaked it in a very powerful type of blood. They were created, in the image of Sirens. Do you know how Sirens were originally made?"

"Not really," Reyna answered. Brizo smiled and kissed her cheek. Reyna almost shivered at the gentle touch. She stared into Brizo's eyes.

"They were friends of Persephone, and when she was kidnapped. Demeter made them into birds to let them help in the search. When they were unsuccessful, they went to an island and settled there. I'm sure you know all about the island, but you do not know everything about their powers," Brizo whispered.

"The Sirens rely on a calling," Brizo continued in the quietest voice possible. Reyna had to strain to hear, and her attention was fully on Brizo. "It's a deep calling within everyone. It involves their dreams and desires. My Sirens are fueled by their desires, and they see what everyone wants. Their song is reserved only for Greeks, and it plays only on their dreams and desires. They think they are building a ladder to their greatness, but they are just building the pit they will lie in."

"Reyna, will you pledge your loyalty to me?" Brizo asked. Reyna studied the woman in front of her for a very long moment. The story of the three women was tragic, but did all of the Greeks really have to die? Reyna frowned, and Brizo gently cupped her face. "I'm sorry. That is an unfair question. Let me ask you a simpler one. Who is helping you?"

"There's a few," Reyna answered. She stared right into Brizo's eyes. It felt so easy to get lost in them. "You won't hurt them, will you?"

"Of course not," Brizo answered. She leaned in closer to Reyna, leaving no space between their lips. "I would never hurt those you care about, and I would never hurt you."

"Gleeson Hedge. He's a Faun," Reyna whispered. A frown came to Brizo's face, and she pulled away. Reyna blinked. What was she doing? Reyna glanced down and tried to move her hands. Brizo quickly grabbed her wrist.

"Faun?" Brizo whispered. Reyna found herself getting lost in Brizo's eyes again. "I've never heard that name."

"The Greeks call them Satyrs," Reyna answered after a few moments. What was the harm in telling Brizo the truth? After all, she promised to protect Reyna's friends. Brizo had to know who they were to protect them. "Gleeson Hedge and Grover Underwood are the two Fauns. Juniper is something. A Nymph or something. I don't really know."

"That's okay," Brizo whispered. She pulled Reyna to her feet and kissed her gently. Reyna slowly kissed her back and felt her knees go weak. This was better than the Sirens. It was better than the one time she kissed Jason. Brizo pulled away slightly. "Who else?"

"Three of the Greeks," Reyna whispered quietly. She felt Brizo push her into the wall. This woman was absolutely intoxicating, and the only thing Reyna wanted to do was make sure Brizo was happy. Reyna blinked and slowly looked away from Brizo.

It didn't take long for Brizo to gently grab her jaw and make her look forward. Reyna could feel herself getting lost in those eyes. Brizo was like a drug, and she had Reyna wrapped right around her finger. Reyna needed to divert Brizo's attention, somehow.

"Wait," Reyna whispered. She closed her eyes. If she didn't look into those eyes, she wouldn't be lost in them. It was like being at sea. "How can I make you happy?"

"Just look at me and tell me about the Greeks," Brizo answered. Reyna bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to draw blood. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at Brizo. "I can sense that you just want to have the weight that you feel off of your shoulders. I can do that for you, but I have to trust you first."

"I'll do whatever it takes," Reyna answered. She looked down at Brizo's waist, which made it easier to look away from her eyes but also made it harder to focus. Brizo grabbed her face again. Reyna bit back a curse and kissed the woman. She deepened the kiss as much as she could, until Brizo pushed her away.

The space between them allowed Reyna to breath and think properly. All she really wanted to do was kiss Brizo once again and then do a lot more than just kissing. But, Reyna really needed to get out of there before she fell under the spell once again.

"I thought you wanted to," Reyna began. She looked away and tried to pretend that she was embarrassed. Reyna's eyes shot around for the dagger that had fallen to the ground when Brizo cut the ropes from around her wrist. Brizo sighed and gently grabbed Reyna's face.

"I do, after I have your loyalty," Brizo whispered. Reyna stared down at the dagger and slowly nodded. If she looked up again, she was going to be lost in those eyes permanently. Reyna had to act. Now.

Reyna reached down and grabbed the dagger from the ground. She slashed upwards. Brizo stumbled backwards and placed both hands to her neck. Reyna took a deep breath and found herself able to think. A grin came to her face as she saw that Brizo was bleeding. The grin was quickly lost as she saw golden ichor, the blood of the gods, fall to the ground.

Reyna took a step backwards. Ancient laws stated that an immortal couldn't attack a demigod unless they were challenged or attacked first. Reyna just attacked an immortal, so she was in a lot of trouble. The praetor let out a curse in Latin and rushed towards the door. When she turned the handle, she found it was locked.

"I may have been a little rash," Reyna began. She turned towards Brizo and saw a fist flying at her head. Reyna ducked underneath it and heard the wood above her break. Reyna scrambled away from the crazy goddess and looked around the room. There was the two chairs, rope, and the dagger in her hand. Reyna had no choice but to fight.

"I hate the Greeks too," Reyna continued. She backed into the wall and watched Brizo rip her fist out of the door. Reyna glanced to her right and saw a window near her. She hadn't notice it before, so it must have been at her back. Her eyes moved to the chair and then back to the window. It looked like she was two stories up, but with a lot of luck, she could survive the fall without anything important broken. "We can work together."

"No. You broke from my spell, so I have to handle you," Brizo said. Reyna gripped the dagger in her hand and tried to calm her racing heart. "When you are subdued, I will carry out my plan."

"Make another stupid altar with Greeks as your slaves. Great idea," Reyna said. She studied Brizo, and the goddess glared. Reyna almost grinned. This would be like another Senate meeting, one where she was trying to throw off the person she was arguing against. "You're an idiot."

Reyna's plan was simple. Anger the goddess and learn her plan. Oh, also avoid getting her face punched in. It would be fine. Reyna spoke, "You talk about wanting to get revenge, but you don't even know how to do that. Altars aren't going to get you anywhere."

"They are swearing their loyalty to me, so I can rebuild my power," Brizo snapped. Reyna let out a chuckle. It only seemed to irritate the goddess more. "When all of the demigods swear their loyalty to me and when I am done with them, I will have them killed. We will carve our story into them and leave them as monument to the sins of the gods."

"That's the stupidest plan I have ever heard," Reyna said. Brizo glared and moved faster than Reyna could follow. Reyna threw herself to the side and scrambled for a chair. She grabbed it and turned to hit Brizo with it. Brizo's fist slammed into the chair and destroyed it.

Reyna dropped the chair and desperately swung the dagger. Brizo caught Reyna's wrist. Her other hand grabbed Reyna by her shirt. Brizo spoke, "You have a lot of pride, demigod."

"Are you going to tell me that pride leads to a fall?" Reyna asked. Brizo studied her, and a cruel smile came to her face. Reyna glared, and Brizo's eyes moved to the side. Reyna followed her look and stared at the window. "We can really talk this out."

"Tell me the names of the three Greeks that you are working with," Brizo said. Reyna remained silent. Her eyes moved to the window, and she swallowed painfully. "Tell me. Now."

"No," Reyna said. Brizo studied her for a very long moment. There was no more kindness in her eyes. Reyna was no longer lost in them. There was nothing intoxicating about the goddess. Brizo closed her eyes and nodded. Then, she slammed her head into Reyna's.

There was a brief moment where Reyna lost consciousness. When she came to, Brizo had lifted her up like she was a small child. Brizo spoke, "Last chance. Tell me what I want to know."

"Your altar looked pretty stupid," Reyna answered. Brizo studied her and glared. Reyna tried to kick at the goddess, but it was no use. There was a scary rage in the goddess' eyes, and maybe, the praetor's plan wasn't such a smart one after all. Brizo said something in Ancient Greek. Then, she threw Reyna out of the window.