Summary:

When young star goddess Stellae is cast down to earth to seek powerful demires, she is furious, taking on the mortal body of Bella Swan. So, when the Cullens finally announce they are demigods, she is surprised, because she thought they didn't know. What will happen when they go up to Olympus?

I don't own any characters. Also, don't get confused. When Stellae is pretending to be Bella, Bella is talking, Bella is moving, not Stellae, even though they are the same person.

Stellae ran the brush through Bella Swan's thick hair vigorously. They were going to new york. Perhaps she could convince them to go there, to Olympus.

Otherwise, she didn't have a clue why.

"Bella!" Edward's annoying voice rang through the household. "Wait for a second! I'm coming!" She ruffled her silver cocktail dress, with her trademark silver cuffs of course. She couldn't wait to see her husband Apollo again. She dashed down the steep stairs in "4" inch silver heels. Her hair was curled in victoria's secret style, and she looked pretty.

Good.

"Love, get in." Edward ushered Stellae into the shiny Volvo. "We'll be meeting the Denali's and Peter and Charlotte for lunch. That okay?" Carslie asked. Twiddling his fingers.

"Yeah," Stellae, or Bella, responded. Why so many people though? Again, Stellae was clueless. The flight was long and smooth,. Stellae looked out the window, at Olympus, which she could see from this height. They arrived through the airport, and "Bella" had a hard time navigating through the busy crowds. People chatted and once Stellae even saw a pregnant teenager. "New York!" Emmett laid down the tickets. "Yep. Flight 56." The lady said in a mechanical tone. Bella sat down. Ten minutes slowly faded into five, and then three, and then one. Bella grabbed her stuff and waited in the line. Outside, the winds were howling, and her hair drifted in her face. "Shut up, Boreas." She muttered under her breath. The winds stopped. "Strange." Edward looked around and then muttered something to Carslie. Bella's stupid mortal ears couldn't hear it.

Oh, it would be nice to be Stellae again.

The flight took about three hours. That's what happens when you take Zeus's private plane. "Flight is over," Edward whispered. What. Did they think even Bella would shatter like a china doll? Stellae wouldn't Bella wouldn't. Actually, the real Bella was in Pheonix living with her mother. She was the captain of the cheerleading team. A blonde with blue eyes. A pretty girl, with lots of friends. Charlie was a son of Ares. He offered for Stellae to move in with him, get used to the Cullens, were his exact words.

That wasn't important though. They had dropped the Cullens plus Bella or Stellae off at the long, dusty, airstrip. Edward ran Bella across the field. The wind cut into her face and her eyes watered. She moved past crowds, taking someone's hat and then throwing it back to the owner. The world seemed to be moving in slow motion. They stopped at a cafe near the empire state building. There, they met up with the vampires promised. They had all eaten nothing and sat there in silence.

"So, Bella we have something to tell you." Edward gulped. "We're Demires!" Emmett blurted out. "He doesn't know how to pronounce desires. Sorry, it's a speech issue." Stellae pointed to Emmett. "Close call. You guys are what?" Stellae whispered. "Vampires, who are also demigods," Emmett whispered back. Stellae pretended to look confused. "What do you mean? Like Zeus? Or Hercules?" Bella asked. Everyone nodded. They began telling Bella a few greek myths, and well Bella was fascinated, Stellae couldn't help but think how watered down they were. Like, since when did Hercules not trick atlas, or not kill greyon, and instead made friends? Stellae winced. Since when were those horses not flesh-eating?

Did they actually think she would snap? Break down and cry?

Stellae had to resist the urge to burst out laughing. Bella however, kept a good poker face. "And we'll be going now." Kate insisted. They walked down the narrow paths, glaring at men that said "Watch it!" Once they got in the line they said, "600th floor please." Carmen said. Peter nodded. "No such floor." Bella crossed her arms. Stellae resisted the urge to wink at him.

Then Stellae put her cuffs on the desk, hoping he would recognize them. He did, and Bella said, "Listen to her please. 600th floor." She kept her eyes focused. The guy handed Carmen a pass. They walked over to the elevator. Stayin' Alive played inside. No one spoke. Once they were up to Olympus, Edward was overprotective again. "Shh, keep quiet. Don't say anything, do what we tell you to do." They passed the ambrosia on a stick. Hesitating, Stellae pulled a golden drachma out of her pocket. "Bella you can't eat that!" Edward yell whispered. "I know." Stellae rolled her eyes. Edward pointed out demigods, satyrs... of course, don't go near them Bella, they don't like mortals much. "Just a runty little mortal." Roselie sneered. Bella flinched away.

Finally the throne room. Her home.

On the chairs sat 11 Olympians. Stellae recognized them all. "Bella, bow!" Edward yelled. "Nope," Stellae said. Everyone shuffled forward to protect her. "Excuse her behaviour. She is new to this world." Carlisle glanced in Stellae's direction. "Maybe she is not as new as you think," Athena said. "Besides, it would feel weird if my daughter was bowing before me," Zeus added. Stellae stretched and hopped back over to her seat, a glimmering black throne with stars on it, forming constellations on it. "Bella no! A goddess sits there!" Ezalar exclaimed. "What if she is that goddess?" Athena asked, looking Elezar straight in the eye. Stellae would not be more surprised if he froze to death. "Mom, can I have my immortal form back now?" Stellae asked grimly. "Fine," Athena grumbled. "Stellae, goddess of stars and Allies, I give you back full immortality." Everyone covered their eyes, and a blinding light filled the room, heating everyone's skin. Stellae was fourteen feet tall, with light brown hair and silver eyes. She had the same skin tone as before, and it looked great in contrast with that straight, soft brown hair that flowed to her waist. "Bella, my love..." Edward turned to face her. His face was a mix of expressions. "It's Stellae. Remember, names have power." The stars on the roof twinkled. Stellae took a big bite of her ambrosia. It tasted delicious. "Good to be back, my wife," Apollo said. Edward stared at him. "Don't call me love. I am not your love. Your mate is Tayna." Stellae glared at Aphrodite. "Fine, fine, fine!" she squealed. Pink swirled around Tayna and Edward. Stellae smiled widely. But the others were not as friendly towards her. "Charge!" Emmett yelled. Stellae glances at Ares. "That ones yours not mine." Stellae teleported out.