Chapter 1

Cronus's Plot

A bright-red haired girl sat at a table, looking at a catalog. The catalog showed pictures of bows and arrows, spears, and crossbows. She sighed, looking longingly at a bow. It's price label said:

one-hundred-and-fifty dollars.

The door of the room she was in flew open. A purple-haired boy ran in. "Come on, Atlanta!" he said, panting excitedly. "The contest starts today!"

Atlanta was a light-skinned athletic girl. She was fifteen, dressed in a blue t-shirt and brown shorts, and she was fast. Really fast. She could run so fast that she could easily outrun any car. She was a distant descendant of Atalanta, in Greek Mythology the fastest runner in existence.

"What contest... Oh yeah! That contest!" She dropped the catalog and ran to the door. "Thanks for reminding me, Archie."

They walked out of the room and into a hall. From there they walked through another door and out of the building. The building was called "The Dormitory". It was where they slept.

Archie was seventeen. He wore a white t-shirt and blue shorts with yellow around the edges. He was descended from the mythological warrior Achilles. He wore a golden ankle brace on his right leg, because he had a bad ankle. He could never get sick. His real weakness was that he was scared of water and couldn't swim.

Today they were entering a skateboarding contest together. A team of two contestants who won would be the first ones on a new board park that was being built. Outside they saw five other teenagers sitting on the porch.

All seven of them had been taken out of there homes and moved to a special school, where they were

trained to fight Cronus, the power-hungry god of time. At the school they learned that Greek Mythology wasn't just a myth after all, but was reality. The Olympic gods, such as Hera and Artemis, trained them.

One of the other teenagers stood up. She had orange hair and was athletic. "Where are you two going?" she asked.

"We're going to that boarding contest." Atlanta said. "Think you could give us a lift, Theresa?"

"Sure, I guess."

Theresa wore a red sleeveless shirt and jeans. She was seventeen. She was descended from Theseus, the hero who was said to slay the minotaur, a beast half bull and half human. Theresa was skilled at martial arts and could sometimes see glimpses of the future and past.

Archie stepped out of Theresa's car, followed by Atlanta. They were standing in front of a closed off street. A sign sitting behind the ropes used to block off the street read:

Skateboarding Competition

JAN. 4th-8th

(Contestants are required

to bring their own skateboards)

"Well, here we are." Atlanta said. "Come on, Archie!" She and Archie took there skateboards out of the car, strapped on their helmets, and ran onto the closed-off street. "Thanks Theresa!" Atlanta yelled over her shoulder.

Atlanta and Archie found Theresa waiting for them with her car once they were finished with the competition.

"So," Archie said to Atlanta, "what was that catalog for?"

"Oh, you see," Atlanta sighed, "when I was taken from my home I left my hunting stuff there, and I can't find a decent deal on any bows these days."

Atlanta was a hunter. She grew up in the Northwest Territories, giving her a love for open wilderness. She enjoyed hunting with a bow-and-arrow instead of a gun.

"So," Theresa said, "did ya win?"

"No," Archie said, "nobody will win for four days. But we both won a new skateboard." He smiled proudly and showed Theresa a bright orange skateboard. It had black flames painted on it.

A boy with light brown hair and a yellow-purple striped shirt stood on the Dormitory porch. When he saw Theresa's car pull up he ran to the garage.

"Hi Jay!" Theresa called.

"Hi!" Jay said. Jay was seventeen and was descended from Jason of the Argonauts. He was the leader of the group that fought Cronus.

Jay and Theresa loved each other. And it wasn't secret. Everybody knew it. Another thing everyone, except Atlanta, knew was that Archie had a crush on Atlanta.

"Well," Jay began, "Hera wants to see us."

Archie, Atlanta, Theresa and Jay walked into a room in the secret wing of the school. The secret wing was where they were all trained. It was accessed by using a special key to get into a janitor's closet. Then when the light was switched on, the door swung shut and a blue portal appeared, which led

to the secret wing. Each of the seven teenagers had a key.

The room was Hera's office. Hera was the Greek queen of the gods. She was also the principal of Olympus high. They saw Hera sitting behind a desk on the back wall of the room. Hera was a tall goddess. She wore a long white tunic and Greek sandals.

Sitting in three of seven seats arranged in front of the desk were three more boys. The first one was Harry. He was a muscular man. He was sixteen years old, wore a green shirt and gray shorts, and had black hair. He was the strongest man in the world, aside from Heracles, his ancestor.

The second one was Odie. He had dark skin, wore a blue T-shirt and brown pants, and had brown puffy hair. He was descended from Odysseus and thus was extremely smart, but not very athletic. He was fifteen.

The third was Neil. He was descended from Narcissus and so was extremely vain and handsome. His advantage was he was inhumanly lucky. He was sixteen.

"So, what is it, Hera?" Jay asked, sitting down.

"Well," Hera said, beckoning for the others to sit down. They instantly obeyed. "Cronus has done something."

"I could've guessed that," Archie said.

"Cronus has sprung a leak in the river Styx. And the river Styx takes water from the ocean, and won't

stop leaking until the ocean is completely drained."

"You've got to be kidding me!" Archie exclaimed, staring at her in horror and disbelief.

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