Meeting the Gods and The Others.

"So let me get this straight." Otis began, pacing back and forth, something he did to calm himself down when he was nervous, frustrated, or confused, and right now he was a mixture of all of the above.

"Chronos, the titan, and Greek god of time, broke out of his prison in Tartarus on the night of the planetary alignment. And now he is trying to cause general anarchy so he can rule the world? And for some reason this guy is after us."

"Precisely." Hera said simply, her voice calm and soothing. Otis knew she was trying to keep them calm, but it wasn't really working. Otis rubbed his temples, and looked at his friends, who were going through their own motions of absorbing information that was either too much to handle and/or too bizarre, once again, this being both. Rachel was doing something weird as usual, in this case, having a staring contest with Hera's peacock. Max always let himself get caught up in pieces of artwork, no problem here, with the mosaics on the wall. Jessie would usually be writing like mad, trying to write down what was happening and how to make sense of it all. She deterred from this and sat on a bench, fingers entangled in thick black hair, blue grey-eyes staring at the floor. Otis wasn't sure why she was doing this, she always had a notebook and pencil in her backpack, which she still had, and maybe writing would not help with this.

"You okay?" Teresa asked, sitting beside the confused Jessie.

"You said on the way here, that Chronos came after you guys to…Why?" Jessie asked, eyes not leaving the floor.

"The seven are the only ones who can stop Chronos…" Hera began.

"They descended from great Greek Heroes." Said a rumbling voice. Otis turned to see a large muscled man. The man had brown balding hair and a neatly trimmed beard. He was handsome, in a classical sense, and wore a leather sleeveless tunic and a leather skirt.

"Sweet fuzzy…Ares himself!" Jessie gasped, standing up to go over to the War god.

"Pretty good kiddo. Now let's see if you four have any powers. Let's head to the training room." Ares said heading to ward the training room.

Rachel growled, ducking under the sweep of a training robot's arms. While it wasn't obvious, Rachel had incredible hearing, usually if she 'didn't hear you', which was often, she was off in her own little world, or was blatantly ignoring you. Either way, because of this excellent hearing, Rachel was able to hear Ares, Hera and the 'heroes' talking while she was focused on not clobbered.

"Is their super powers are, like, dodging?" Neil, descendant of Narcissus, sniffed.

"Easy Neil, not all powers and talents are apparent." Jay, the descendant of Jason, said his voice a little stern.

"Yeah... Jessica seems like a little bit of a leader…" Teresa, decedent of Theseus, added.

Neil snorted again, "If you ask me, they're just useless, and were meant to be giant kibble."

Rachel growled lowly. She wanted to hit that little punk, she had heard him earlier mention that he didn't even have to do this in the beginning! How dare he make judgements on them! MAYBE if we had nice little weapons… Rachel thought with a growl. She imagined the perfect weapon to vent her frustrations on these bots. She could practically feel the hammer in her hands, its smooth handle, and its powerful weight. Without even thinking she made a swing at on the bots with her imaginary weapon.

CRUNCH CRASH. The robots top half went flying and Ares hit the stop button, the others looking at Rachel in amazement. Rachel gulped, looking at her hands. Tightly gripped was a war hammer, the weirdest looking hammer Rachel had every seen. The handle looked like a woody vine, twined around what looked like solid dirt, the head was covered in leaves, but it was definitely a rock.

"HOLY SHIT!" Rachel squeaked, nearly dropping the earthen war hammer.

Ares laughed, "Sometimes powers need a moment of tension to come to reveal them."

Rachel nodded while she looked the hammer over. It felt light, like a regular carpenter's hammer.

"Can I see that?" Odie asked, descendant of Odysseus coming up to her. Rachel shrugged and handed it over to the brains. Odie oofed as the war hammer crashed to floor when he tried to hold it. Harry tried to pick it up, but even he couldn't do it.

"Ah. A weapon only its maker can use.. Rachel, try to make it go away. Imagine it out of existence." Hera suggested, after Rachel had pick the war hammer with one hand.

"Okay.." Rachel said, and then focused on making the hammer go away. It was a lot harder then making it, but after a few minutes it went away, its how it went away that scared her. It was like it got absorbed into her hands.

"Holy shindigs..." Rachel breath, watching the hammer disappearing into her flesh.

"Now you three try. And test them out." Hera said, directing the others.

Otis focused, and an axe that was grey and swirling with formed. Despite looking like it was made of cloud and air, the axe sliced cleaning through a robot. Max gave it try and created a fire whip, which not only cut through a robot, but melted it. Jessie squeaked as blazing light formed a bastard sword.

"That's not right… Aren't the four elements fire, wind, earth and water?" Atlanta, descendant of Artermis, asked.

"Actually there are seven; Fire, water, earth, air, metal, light and dark." Hera explained.

"That means we're missing three..." Otis said, rubbing his chin.

"And we need to find them before Chronos does."

"So, according to Hermes, the other three are around here somewhere?" Jessie asked Jay as they walked down a street of New York City.

"There have been reports of Giants seen in New York. So this is the best place to look." Jay explained.

"This is going to take a long time. New York is huge!" Atlanta sighed. Jay was in agreement with her, but they may at least they had a general location. And maybe these last three would help explain how they all got these powers of elements tool forming. After some tests back at New Olympia, they found out that the 'Elementals', as the group was dubbed, could turn their element into any tool they wanted, but couldn't control the element in its natural form.

"So what exactly we looking for?" Rachel asked, looking at a pair of shoes in the shop window.

"I..have no idea." Jay admitted, "But if the giants want to grab them, they either going to do at night, like they tried with you guys, or in a place of isolation. I think it would be best if we split up."

Jessie sat on the cold ground, mind whirling. Two days and so much had happened. Not only had she met the ancient Greek Gods, and the descendants of heroes, but she discovered she had the ability to for light into an object….I bet that physics teacher would piss himself if he saw that. Jessie smirked. Jessie looked over at the others, she, Jay and Atlanta had found a deserted skate park, which Jay figured was the most likely place of attack. Jessie sighed. Jay was a lot like his heroic ancestor, while a great leader, self-doubt constantly plagued him, which could be a good or bad thing. By second guessing himself, it kept him from getting an ego, but on the other hand, his self doubt could cause him to hesitate at the wrong time. Jessie wasn't sure how he did it and still looked calm. Hera had talked to her about her becoming a secondary leader, over the elementals, and Jessie was certain she couldn't do it. Jessie decided it may be good idea to focus on other things, like how they hell Atlanta existed. According to Hera, Atlanta was the descendant of Artemis, but that didn't make sense to Jessie. First of all Artemis was a goddess, not a hero, and secondly, she was a virgin goddess. How the hell can she have descendant! Maybe it is like Dogma, where Jesus' great great nephews and nieces could use power like his…

"Hey! I see something." Atlanta called out.

Devlin Matthews hopped over the fence, looking around the skate park. He could see three figures chilling on one of the hills.

"Huh, usually we're the only ones here." Grinder said coming up beside him. Grinder, aka Peter Grinds was a tall lanky guy. His light brown hair was buzz cut, mostly because he could be bothered to do anything with it. Baggy jeans and loose shirt, black and red today, covered up his multiple skating scars and tats, and his hazel eyes right now were glittering with mischief. "Maybe there are some chicks."

"Can ye git dat mind of yours to dink aboot anything else." Jully Preicson sighed. Jully was Jamaican, loving bright colours. Her jeans were never blue, and like today, were multi-coloured, contrasted by the black tee with a white peace symbol.

"At the very least we can say hi..." Devlin said, calmly trying to defuse yet another fight between those two.

"Do you guys hear something?" Grinder asked. De listened and heard it..thud, thud…THUMP! Devlin whirled around to see five huge things coming at them. Before Devlin could even move, he heard another sound.

"YEEHAW!" Came a shout. Looking over he saw a blur running around the things.

"What da hell are dose dings?" Jully asked.

"Giants.. It's along story." Gasped a boy coming up to them at a run, a girl behind him. The guy was a dirty blonde with streaks of blonde in his hair. The girl was brunette, black haired.

"Okay, the others and Hermes are on there way. Let try to keep them busy." The guy said just as the brunette girl got flung by one of those things. Devlin ran back and grabbed her before she hit the ground.

"Many thank yous." The girl said, looking dizzy, getting up.

"Don't you have a weapon?" Devlin asked, looking over at the other two. The blur had been a red head, and currently she whirled a pair of bolas expertly.

"Got one…" The girl focused and light formed into a staff in her hands, "If I knew how to use said weapon that would be good…" The girl sighed, and then charged, not really doing a lot of damage, but doing a good job distracting the giant.

Other giants attack Devlin, Jully and Grinds, "You did say dat help was comin' ya?" Jully huffed, ducking a massive fist. As if on cue a whip caught an arm. A purple haired dude stood at the other end.

"Hermes said he'd be a bit late." A short black dude yelled a tall muscled brunette guy rammed into a giant, while another red haired girl, her hair longer, two Koreans, and two blondes, a guy and a girl came charging into the park. Devlin could only focus on dodging, so he wasn't sure what the hell was going on, until that is he heard a screeching roar. The giants scattered and what happened next blew Devlin's min. Griffins landed on the ground, big as sports cars, all of them.

"Hey guys, these are our guys and gal huh?" a skinny dude, with a winged cap and pilot goggles on said, jumping off the griffin and using the wings on his sandals to flutter down.

"HOLY CRAP! He's got wings on his shoes!" The blonde girl said, amazed. One of the Korean guys, the one with undyed hair, arched an eyebrow at her, "And you are just noticing this now?"

"Well yeah. Otherwise I wouldn't say it!" The blonde sniffed.

"Can somebody please tell me what da heel is goin' on here?" Jully scream, frustration levels through the roof.

"We'll explain it all on the way." The first guy said, mounting a griffin.

"More proof our school puts LSD, mushrooms, acid, or all of the above in our lunches…" Grinds sighed.

Devlin was more then a little inclined to agree with him. Mind you he hoped that the brunette girl who could form light into staffs wasn't a drug induced mirage.

End of Chapter Two.

Howdy howdy. Meant to post sooner, but this on the school network, and use a different writing program then I do at home, so I'm having some troubles brining it home. Anyway.. any feedback would be lovely. Also, you guy have to start helping me insist on a class of the titans section. Come on! Any show with the voice of Megatron (and many others,) Miroku, Sango, Optimus Prime and guest appearance from the legendary Scott McNeil deserves its own spot!