"As of this morning, there is no more news on the break in at the main office for Vulcan Industries. We do know that one suspect has been arrested, but we have not received any information on if anything was stolen. We will keep you updated as we learn more," the reporter said. Her voice was grating, and any happiness that she forced into her voice was as fake as her. The reporter was just another puppet master of the town.

The entire town was full of puppets. All of their strings were being pulled by the Olympians: the so called greatest heroes to ever grace the town. They fought the villainous group known as the Titans for control of the city, and they won. They then used their personal identities to grasp the city in their iron fist. In a few decades, the history books would say the city was brought back from the brink of collapse by the Olympians, but that was only because the Olympians were the victors.

The Olympians controlled the media: the flow of information. They controlled the narrative that the citizens knew. If a story didn't fit their narrative, it was thrown in the garbage. If a villain didn't fit their narrative, they were thrown in jail. If an innocent kid didn't fit the narrative, they were shot in the head and left for dead.

Reyna laid back against the soft couch and turned off the television. She stared at the dark screen and studied her reflection. A year ago, she was living her best life. Reyna had a girlfriend, a purpose as a hero, and a sister that loved her. Now, she had nothing, and it only took a betrayal to shatter her whole world.

A deep breath left Reyna, and she felt a headache forming in her head. She slowly lowered her head and rubbed her forehead. There was a small patch of skin that felt different from the others: the scar that reminded her of the day that she had been betrayed. Reyna lifted her head and slowly sat forward.

"How are the headaches doing?" a man asked. Reyna's eyes moved to look at a man in a doctor's coat. From the morning shadow on his face and his red eyes, it looked like he had just finished his shift at the hospital. The man, Asclepius, sat down and took a sip from his coffee. "Still bothering you?"

"Not as much," Reyna replied. She looked at the doctor who had nursed her back to health. Reyna didn't remember much of those days or that month really. When she had first woken up, she didn't remember anything. Mnemosyne, a Titan with the ability to transfer and look at memories, slowly returned Reyna's memories to her, but there was a still a five month block of time from a random school day to her waking up in the Titan base that was almost blank. There was a few, disconnected memories here and there but nothing solid.

"Do you remember anything more than last time?" Asclepius asked. Reyna shook her head. Asclepius lowered the cup of coffee and rubbed his hands. He placed two fingers to Reyna's temple, and she tensed. His fingers felt cold, just like steel. Reyna closed her eyes tightly and felt a panic and fear in her chest. It became hard to breath, and when she opened her eyes, a gun was pointed against her head.

Reyna lashed out with a fist and scrambled backwards. She covered her head and expected the gun to go off. Instead, she heard the sound of rushed footsteps. A warm hand gently grabbed her arm, and Reyna found herself able to relax. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around. There was no gun. She was still in the small living room.

"Are you okay?" Tethys asked. Reyna slowly looked up at one of her mentors. She took a few deep breaths and looked around the room. There was nobody with a gun. She was safe. Asclepius knelt by her and slowly grabbed her shoulder. Reyna shivered under his ice cold grip. "What happened?"

"I'm fine," Reyna said. She tried to wave away the concern and quell the panic in her chest. She could still feel the cold steel of the gun, even if she couldn't remember who pulled the trigger. Reyna had been clinically dead for seven minutes, before Mnemosyne saved her life. "Just having an off day."

Tethys nodded and stood. She walked back towards her post at the table. An unopened briefcase sat on the table. The briefcase was suppose to hold nuclear material in it that would enhance their powers. They just needed to get the briefcase open, but there was a six digit combination standing in their way.

Tethys was the one in charge of working on it, and she was getting to the end, hopefully. She had gone through a majority of the combinations and was now at the point where the combination had to start with an eight or nine. Tethys was clearing reaching her breaking point with the briefcase, but sooner or later, she would have to find the combination. She was running out of numbers that it could be.

Forcing open the briefcase wasn't an option, as the material inside was volatile. Part of Reyna wanted to help, but she had to focus on her own training. After spending a month in a coma, she had to spend another month returning to her former strength. Then, she trained in using her powers and getting as physically fit as she could.

Reyna slowly stood and rubbed her fingers across her scar. The Titans were trying to free Olympian Plains from its oppressors, but most of them had been thrown into a deep, dark prison. Reyna's mother had been taken there as well, when Reyna was young. When their father lost his sanity, they left Puerto Rico and fled to Olympian Plains.

Reyna remembered that her and Hylla lived a happy life. She knew they took up identities as masked heroes to stop criminals. Hylla had the power of super strength, and Reyna didn't know that she had any powers until sometime in that five month period of forgotten memories. Reyna met her friends at high school, and her memory was nothing from there. Mnemosyne and Tethys had to fill in the blanks.

From what Mnemosyne told Reyna, there was a breakout at the prison. Bellona went straight to Reyna and Hylla to make sure they were safe and work with them. Somewhere along the way, Reyna told Thalia that she had powers and went by the name Praetor. Thalia seemed to accept her. Then, she helped the Olympians capture Hylla. Reyna went to negotiate a release with Thalia, and her girlfriend shot her in the head.

Reyna took a deep breath and turned the television back on. She just needed to distract herself from her angry thoughts. Revenge would come sooner rather than later. Reyna heard a third set of footsteps and watched Mnemosyne step into the room. Mnemosyne sat by Reyna and smiled at her. Since both of the Titans were there, it was time for Reyna to talk to them about another thing that was bothering her.

"I want to talk to my sister," Reyna said. She looked Mnemosyne in the eyes. It didn't take long for Mnemosyne to lose her smile, and she stared at Reyna. "I know that we have to be careful, but I just want to talk to her. I want her to know that I am alive."

"Reyna, I know this is tearing you apart, but you must think rationally. The Olympians have a very close watch on Hylla and Kinzie. If you talk to them, the Olympians will know you are alive, and our plans will be ruined," Mnemosyne said. Reyna looked down. "They pose no threat to the Olympians and are safe. You will talk to them, after the next step."

Reyna closed her eyes and nodded. She understood, but she hated that she understood. The Titans had been planning carefully for a second breakout of the prison Tartarus. Reyna would be instrumental in that breakout. She just needed to play her part, and everything would work out. Reyna spoke, "I know. I just miss her."

"We know you do," Tethys said. She awkwardly patted Reyna's arm and then quickly looked back at the briefcase. Reyna glanced at Tethys and then Mnemosyne. The two of them didn't have villain names. The Olympians took their last names and shared them to the entire city. Their mugshots had been shared everywhere. The Titans did not have the luxury of hiding underneath an alter ego and mask like the Olympians did. It was the first twelve lives that the Olympians had ruined, and they would go on to ruin so many more.

"Physically, she is ready for the next step," Asclepius said. He met Reyna's eyes and gave her a small nod. "Mentally, that is something that only she can tell us."

"I'm as good as I'm going to get," Reyna answered. She leaned back and focused on the television. The reporter was standing outside a courthouse. She wasn't saying anything, but there was this vulture like expression on her face. The door behind her opened, and a man stepped out.

Reyna focused on the television. Her mental state was weird. Some days she thought that her memories were fake, even though she knew in her gut that she had experienced them. The other times, she was pissed off at the world and Thalia in particular. All she wanted to do was find Thalia and return the favor, but Reyna would make sure the job actually got done.

The reporter, Venus, practically bolted towards the man's side. Her face twisted into what could have been a smile, but make up completely caked her face. It was a surprise the sun hadn't melted it off and caused it to fall onto her gray dress suit. Venus was one of the Olympians and probably one of the most important ones.

Venus held the city in her hands by using the news. She controlled what people learned about and also influenced how they thought. Both of the city's news stations were ran by her, and while both shows were presented differently, they were both ran carefully and fed out the same propaganda. Venus blocked the man's path and smiled at him.

The man slowly looked at Venus and squinted. He wore a black suit and seemed like he was about to start sweating through it. His eyes almost looked like they were gold, and his face was rather beautiful. Reyna stared at the man and turned up the volume on the television.

"Letus, it is a pleasure to see you back in town," Venus said. She smiled and studied the man in front of her with hungry eyes. "You don't look like you have aged a day."

"You do though," Letus commented. His voice was smooth like silk and rather quiet. His right hand gripped the briefcase at his side, but a small smile came to his face. "How did I earn the pleasure of you personally visiting me?"

"I just wanted to get your thoughts on defending Kronos," Venus said. Letus' eyes narrowed, and he studied Venus. The reporter only smiled brightly at him. "You did hear, didn't you? Letus, you have been chose to represent Kronos in his upcoming trial."

"Many things have changed over the last decade, but my morals have not. I do not defend villains," Letus said. He lost his smile and just studied Venus. The reporter hummed softly and looked at the camera. She seemed to pause for dramatic effect.

"That's weird," Venus said. "You say that you do not defend villains, but you defended Hades a decade ago. You went to trial for a villain that had at least twenty murders chargers against him, not to mention the kidnapping and torture charges. I would read them all off, but we do not have time to recite a novel."

"The courts found my client guilty of only a portion of those crimes," Letus said. "City Hall needed a martyr for all of the crimes that were being committed by other criminals. They needed you and your news crew to distract the public from the fact that one day could not pass without crime. City Hall dragged the trial out, while the Olympians desperately tried to clean up the streets and threw many people into jail, innocent or not. But, we shouldn't bring up the past, as I'm sure that it isn't a slow news day."

Venus looked like she wanted to talk. Instead, she forced a smile and spoke, "City Hall has appointed the best lawyer they could to defend Kronos, and you fit the bill. Do you have any official comments?"

Letus stared down at the microphone that Venus was practically pressing into his mouth. He smiled and somehow leaned even closer into the microphone. He spoke, "Do you know why I came back into town? It has taken a decade, but I have finally found enough evidence to appeal Hades' case. There's your story of the week."

Letus pulled away from microphone and walked down the steps. Venus just stared at where he had been and seemed to shocked to move. Reyna glanced away from the television. She looked at Mnemosyne and Tethys. They were both staring in shock as well. Asclepius' face had even gone pale.

"Who is Hades?" Reyna asked. Her voice seemed to break the others out of their shock. Tethys laid her head back and cursed softly. Mnemosyne looked at Reyna and shook her head.

"You know that there was twelve Olympians who first saved the city, but there is a reason that the twelfth is hardly mentioned," Mnemosyne said. She closed her eyes and shivered. "Hades was death. Seeing him meant you were going to die. By just touching you, he could kill you. It was always in different ways too."

"Some of them were turned into ancient corpses, with all of the life drained out of them," Tethys said. She shivered. "Others had their guts torn out and were hung up with them. They had clearly been tortured before being disemboweled. Others had their heart stopped, like someone had just turned it off. A few more had damage to their organs, like those organs had been crushed, despite the fact that there was no impact damage to the body or anything else that would cause those injuries."

"Hades killed villains," Asclepius said. He closed his eyes. "I think he took pleasure in it. He was a monster, and eventually, the Olympians had to put him away. They made the trial public, as an example for anyone else who would try to do what Hades did. Letus nearly turned the trial on them and got Hades off free, but as we know, the Olympians own the government."

"So, they locked Hades away?" Reyna asked. The two Titans and the doctor nodded. "Where at?"

"Tartarus," Mnemosyne replied. Reyna looked at her confused. That didn't make any sense. If Hades was at Tartarus, why wasn't he part of the breakout. Wouldn't they want to use his powers? Mnemosyne looked at Reyna and seemed to read her mind. Mnemosyne shook her head. "Hades would have killed us all."

"Hades was a prisoner at Tartarus, and he was imprisoned by the people he worked with. How do you know he wouldn't have worked with you?" Reyna asked. No one answered her. Reyna shook her head and looked at the ground.

"Hopefully, this will keep them distracted while we proceed with our next step," Tethys said. Mnemosyne nodded her agreement and looked at Asclepius. The two stood and walked away. Tethys glanced at Reyna. "Don't worry too much kiddo. We're almost there."

"Yeah," Reyna muttered. They were almost there. After another step, she would be able to see her sister. She would be able to tell Hylla that she was alive and ensure that her older sister was safe from the Olympians. Reyna slowly glanced back at the television. Her mind went back to Hades. If the Titans were terrified of him, how dangerous was he, and could he help them with their plans? Was he another ally that they could use? Reyna closed her eyes and took another deep breath. There was only one way for her to find out.