The three stood at ends. Orien continued to yell out at the pair, insisting that Deo had tainted his sister. Any time the man had taken a step forward, Deo pushed Celia back gently. She had no idea what to do. She wished to go to her brother and calm him. Tell him that she was fine and that Deo had done nothing to her, however he frightened her now. She didn't know how to approach this man. He was a stranger to her. Not the calm and loving brother she had grown up with, but a madman .

"How dare you lay your hands on her." Orien's voice lowered into a growl. He swung his arm out in front of him, pulling a dagger from his chitin. "You will have all eternity to regret your decision in Hades." Orien rushed forward, raising the blade and swinging downward as he entered inches from the two.

Acting on impulse Deo raised his arms, readying for the impact. However nothing came. When he looked he was meet with the sight of Celia on top of her brother. She had rushed him last minute, pushing him to the ground with the entirety of her body weight. The dagger skidded away from them as the two struggled. Acting fast Deo pulled Celia away from her brother. Tears ran down her cheeks as she found herself pulled into his embrace.

"Don't fight your own brother."

Orien lay shocked on the hard ground. She had attacked him. Had tried pinning him down. All in order to protect that man. Slowly he pulled himself up. His eyes found them quickly. Found them in each other's arms. Him wiping away tears from her eyes. How had this happened? How had his innocent sister fallen for such a man? How did she slip away from him? His anger smoldered into regret. The flames that had given him the strength died down. What was he to do. She no longer wanted to be only his. She no longer wished to remain his innocent sister. She had somehow become that man's. It angered Orien in ways he never thought he could feel and yet it left him no energy to do little more than stare at them.

"Are you alright?" Deo looked down at her, making sure she hadn't been hurt in the process. She shook her head before looking over at her brother.

"Brother… I choose to stay with Deo… I choose to help him…." She took a deep breath. "I am sorry."

"Is that so?" The new voice was joyous and filled with laughter. The group turned to see a man walking towards them. Golden hair cascaded onto stern shoulders and brilliant blue eyes watched them with a hint of amusement in them. "You choose to stay with that boy?"

Confused Celia did little more than nod. Her mind whirled. The man looked only slightly older than them and yet seemed to carry many years he wasn't showing. She felt as if she was staring at the face of the heavens and yet those features were familiar. They look much like Deo.

"Then would you be willing to face anything for him?" The man raised a brow at her, a smile still dancing across his lips.

"Yes sir… I have decided that I will follow the path beside him like the oracle spoke of."

"Then it's time." The man snapped his finger and the scene around them changed. Orien faded from view and the once mountainous area became a large, green field scattered with trees and temples. When Celia turned to Deo he was shimmering in golden light as well was the man before them.

"Deo? What is this?" She reached her hand out to his cheek. His eyes were wide, however at her touch the narrowed and he smiled at her.

"What do you have planned for her father?" Deo had turned his gaze on the man. Father? So this was Deo's father.

"She will go to Hades. She will go to him and retrieve a little trinket I left with him." The man widened his smile. "You may accompany her, Apollon."

"Apollon!?"