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The Disappearing Act

"Where's Jay and Herry?" Atlanta asked, coming into the kitchen. Everybody else was already there, eating breakfast.

"There're still sleeping," Athena informed her, placing some pancakes in front of the red haired teenager.

This confused her. "Herry I get but Jay?" She questioned the room. "He's basically never late."

"I know," Theresa agreed. "I wonder if he caught enough sleep yesterday."

"They seemed pretty tired after stalking Orlando," Odie added.

"But they slept early, Neil and I saw them," Archie injected.

The group was silent for a while until Athena broke the silence.

"By the way, who are you kids taking to the Valentine Dances?"

All seven teenagers perked up. "Oh, I dunno," Odie admitted.

"Me neither," Theresa added. Neil sort of deflated inside. He was hoping she was considering him but as she didn't have any idea, Theresa probably wasn't.

"Atlanta?" Athena addressed her.

The teenager hesitated. "Well, I was thinking along the lines of inviting a certain boy but I'm still not sure."

"Who is he?" Athena asked.

"Orlando," Atlanta replied. Archie frowned inwards. Man do I hate that kid! He thought inside, twisting the edge of his blue sweater around.

"You kids really need to start cracking," Athena advised. "You only have one week now." (A/N: I know, I know, time really flies by, doesn't it?)

"Thanks for the alert, Athena," Theresa stabbed her pancake around.

Odie was biting into his pancake and watching Theresa. Her glossy red hair shivered as she continued to pick at her food and the green eyes sparkled in the light. They were gloomy, yes, but really pretty.

The teenager shook his head, waking up. Forget it Odie, he thought bitterly, she obviously belongs to Jay. And yet, he still couldn't shake off that feeling…

Neil got up and stretched. "Well, I'm going to go to my room now and do some last minute fixing with my hair."

"Neil," Archie fixed his team mate with a glare. "You just applied gel while eating breakfast!"

"Yeah but I need to check if my hair glimmers, see if any dandruff is there-"

"No kidding, Neil. I heard you coming down here." Odie laughed and put on a frightened voice. "'Oh no, dandruff! Ahh! The hideous white snowflake! My worst nightmare! Where's my cell phone? Call 991!' And it's 911, Neil, not 991!" He corrected him.

Everybody laughed as Neil just said. "Ha…ha…ha…"

"Hey Neil," Theresa cried out. "Why don't you wake Jay and Herry up as you're going to your room?"

"Good idea, Theresa!" Atlanta gasped with mock agreement. "And while you're at it, Neil, you can call '991'!"

Neil left the room amid great laughter and stomped up to the boy's dormitory. On the sixth floor, Neil walked up to Jay's room and knocked. There was no reply.

"Come on, Jay!" Neil banged on the door. "It's…'wake up' time or whatever time it is right now. Even I don't need that much beauty sleep!"

There was still no reply. Neil tried opening Jay's door but found it locked. Shrugging, he turned to Herry's door and did the exact thing. However, when Neil tried to open his door, it was also locked.

"Huh?" He wondered. "Herry always forgets to lock his door."

Neil shook the door furiously but it was still locked tight. He had almost decided to give up when Neil suddenly remembered. "Hair pin!"

He took out a silver hair pin from his pockets and started jabbing the doorknob's metal. "So I don't know how to pick a lock, so what? Sooner or later, I'll get this door open…"

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"What do you suppose we do today?" Archie got up from his chair.

"Let's go skateboarding," Atlanta smiled at her friend. Archie's heart skipped a beat.

"What about Orlando?" He asked casually.

Someone walked into the room. "Did somebody say my name?"

Atlanta gasped. "Orlando! What are you doing here?"

Orlando shrugged. "Apollo sent me here to deliver a message. To Archie." He added to the others.

"No problem," Atlanta shrugged and walked out of the kitchen with the others, minus Archie, following her, rather confused.

When they all left, Archie hissed. "What are you doing here? And how do you know Apollo is here?"

"I was told by the oracle to find you seven. The oracle told me to warn you guys that Cronus is up to something evil again." Orlando said.

Archie couldn't see what was so bad about this. "So? Cronus was up to about twenty evil things and we were still able to-"

"Listen, Archie," Orlando interrupted urgently, grabbing Archie's arm. "This time, Cronus has gone too far, you're going to need as much help as you can get."

"Wait," Archie yanked his arm out if Orlando's grip and stared at him. "How do you know all this?"

Orlando sighed impatiently and tapped his foot. "The oracle," He then shook his head and continued. "Apollo told me to tell you that whatever you do, watch over Atlanta!"

This last sentence caught Archie. He stared at Orlando. "What? Why?"

"Because Atlanta is Cronus' main target," Orlando finished and left Archie all confused in his thoughts.

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"You mean Orlando is related to Greek mythology?" Theresa gasped. Atlanta nodded. The three were walking up the stairs to their own rooms.

"Who's he related to?" Odie asked as they reached the second floor.

"Orpheus," Atlanta answered.

"I………see but Atlanta," Theresa stopped. "There's just one thing I don't get. Orlando seems nothing like Orpheus to me."

"Oh, don't worry," Atlanta smiled. "Orlando said it's kind of like Odie's case-"

"Hey!" Odie cried indignantly.

The two girls giggled as the three reached the third floor. Atlanta continued. "Well, Orlando said he does like playing the lyre a lot, just like Orpheus."

"Really?" Theresa asked. Atlanta nodded.

"I wonder what Archie and Orlando-" Odie thought out loud when Neil came thundering down the stairs.

"Guys!" He yelled. "Guys! G-whoa!"

As Neil was running down the steps, he missed one, fell and started rolling down the stairs.

"Ahh!" Neil screamed girlishly.

He landed on the fourth floor just as the other three reached it.

"Nice going Neil," Atlanta guffawed as Theresa helped him up.

"What's wrong?" Odie asked.

The blond haired teenager panted heavily as he tried to tell them. "Jay…and Herry… aren't…in…their rooms!"

"What?" The three cried and ran upstairs into the boy's section to their rooms.

Atlanta barged into Herry's room and found his bed empty. Theresa ran into Jay's and also found his bed empty.

"Where did they go?" Atlanta asked, puzzled.

Theresa examined the windows and the doors. She tried to sense who had last touched them last night but sighed. "Nobody touched these except for Herry and Jay."

"Well, if no one touched them, how did they disappear?" Odie asked.

"Something wrong?" The group spun around and found Archie in the doorway, frowning.

"Wait, where's Herry and Jay?" He asked.

"That's exactly what we're trying to find out." Atlanta replied.

Odie started thinking. "The only person I know who can access these rooms without touching any escape routes would be Cronus."

"Hey, that's right!" Neil cried. "He has this…loopy…ring of fire or something." Neil traced an oval in mid-air.

"It's called a portal, Neil," Odie corrected his team mate.

"What? You mean Cronus found us?" Theresa gasped.

"No way!" Archie cried.

"That's impossible," Atlanta said.

"NOOOOO!" Neil dove behind a statue and quivered. "He can't have found us yet. I haven't finished dealing with my dandruff case yet!"

"He's not here right now, Neil," Odie cried out exasperatedly. "You can come out."

"I like it here!" Neil said, trembling.

Archie sat on Jay's chair and thought. "Wait a minute," He said slowly. "Cronus couldn't have found us."

Everybody looked round. "What do you mean?" Theresa asked.

He sighed impatiently. "Odie, you said it yourself. Cronus is not here right now. Why is he waiting? If there's something we all know about Cronus, it's that he's impatient. Especially about ruling the world." He cried out triumphantly.

"Archie's got a point," Atlanta nodded. "If Cronus wants to rule the world badly, why is he wasting time? The quicker he destroys all of us, the quicker he can rule the world."

"Unless Cronus doesn't want to rule the world right now," Odie added.

Theresa squeezed her eyes shut. Then she said. "Odie, Cronus was definitely not in this room last night. I can't sense him."

"Ok, so now that we've cleared this up, who actually was in this room?" Archie asked Theresa.

She shut her eyes again and thought harder. "I can't seem to sense anything at all, for some reason. I don't know why."

"Well, then," Atlanta said irritably. "Now that I know that this conversation is going nowhere-"

"Wait!" Theresa shouted.

Everybody froze. "Do you sense anything?" Odie asked.

Slowly, Theresa nodded. "I'm getting two teenagers, one with an orange…" She gasped and opened her eyes. "I know where Jay and Herry are!"

"Really?" Neil stepped from his hiding spot. "Where?"

"It's at the top of an abandoned warehouse, on the other side of the town." She answered. "Let's go tell Hera."

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A robed giant stood in front of Cronus, talking furiously. "I've waited long enough, Cronus; I won't wait any longer."

"Ah, don't worry, my friend." Cronus assured him. "You will get to strike once the perimeter is safe. Remember, you just kick him out, no one else. I will take care of the others."

The giant paused a bit. "And what about Atlanta?" He asked in a different tone. It was a slightly softer and more worried one. "You won't harm her, will you?"

At this, Cronus didn't answer. The giant knew what was on his mind. "The deal was that I will overthrow my victim and you will overthrow all your victims except Atlanta."

"But there's the original person you're looking for," Cronus attempted to reason with the giant. "What about her? Surely you would want the original person?"

"I'm finished with her. I want a newer version. That way, Atlanta won't know anything about my history."

"I see, I see," Cronus muttered carelessly. The giant tightened his lips in anger.

"Cronus," He threatened at full volume. "The only reason why I'm still alive is because of Atlanta. She means everything to me and if you harm her, my victim will go back to his throne again."

Cronus covered his eyes with his hand, sighing. "Very well, I won't harm Atlanta, just as you say."

The giant smiled. "Excellent, good night then, Cronus," And he disappeared into the dark.

The titan stared out of a window, his red eyes gleaming maliciously. "Yes, this is a very good night, my friend. Very good night, indeed,"

Past six corridors, three walls, two staircases and a huge glass door, two greek mythology descendants were sleeping, bound tightly in chains.

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