A/N: Hello there Class of the Titans fans. We are so sorry that we didn't update sooner, but we were extremely busy with other stuff. I know the second chapter was lame, but as you already know 4evacrazy, left and I didn't have any more ideas. Now Tinian I'att will do the story with me. She has added some bios for the heroes' doppelgängers (they are in our profile). Tinian I'att and I both had a hand in writing this chapter. I wrote the beginning and she wrote the scenes with the heroes and their doubles. We have also changed our name to Goddess Tinian. Okay enough talking time to get on with the show.

Chapter Two
Unexpected Guests

Rain was pouring outside the brownstone. Everyone was sleeping except Jay and Theresa who were watching television. Jay, however, wasn't really paying attention to the show. He was too busy trying to figure out what Cronus was planning.

After that morning's disastrous fight against Cronus, the heroes had had a lengthy discussion with the gods, all of them trying to figure out Cronus' plan. Unfortunately, the gods had no idea what Cronus had in mind. At Jay's insistence, they'd spent most of the rest of the day researching possibilities in the secret wing's library, but by the end of the day, they were no closer to a solution.

"What are you thinking about, Jay?" Theresa asked.

"I'm trying to figure out what Cronus…oomph!" Theresa hurled a cushion at him, cutting him off.

"Can't you ever take a break?" she demanded.

"Come on Theresa," Jay responded defensively. "Don't you think we need to figure this out?"

"Of course," Theresa responded, "but it doesn't have to be right this second! You know Cronus, whatever he's planning we'll find out soon enough."

Jay sighed inwardly. He knew Theresa had a valid point, Cronus always showed his hand eventually, but just once he wanted to be a few steps ahead of the crazed god of time, instead of several steps behind.

The one thing that really confused Jay, though, was the way Cronus had behaved in the battle that morning. When Archie had attacked him, Cronus cut his arm and took off. Why hadn't he stayed and pressed his advantage? Why hadn't he killed Archie instead of just cutting him? It didn't make sense.

Jay closed his eyes in an effort to gather his thoughts. As he mulled over recent events, a sudden thought occurred to him. Several days earlier Cronus had staged another attack on the heroes and that time Cronus had cut him.

In fact, now that he thought about it, Jay realized that Cronus had cut all of them at some point over the last month. The question was why?

Jay recalled an incident several months earlier. Cronus had used Atlanta's blood to revive Lykon, a werewolf. However, if Cronus had needed the blood of only one hero to bring back Lykon what kind of monster might he unleash with all their blood?

Jay was about to voice his concerns when the doorbell rang. He glanced at the clock, two a.m. Who would be coming by at this time of night in this kind of weather? He looked at Theresa and he could tell she was thinking the same thing. Curious and concerned Jay got up and went to answer the door.

He was surprised to find seven teenagers standing outside, five girls and two boys. There was something familiar about them, but Jay couldn't figure out what.

The girl at the head of the group stepped forward and held out her hand. "My name is Jessica," she said, "and these are my friends, Olivia, Helen, Aaron, Ariane, Taylor, and Nat. We're new to the neighbourhood and we thought we'd stop by and say hello…"

Suddenly, Helen's fist connected with Jay's face.

"…and goodbye," Jessica finished as Jay hit the floor.

Turning to her followers, Jessica began issuing instructions. "You two," she said pointing to Aaron and Taylor, "take him," she gestured to Jay, "into the other room. The rest of you spread out and find the others."

Aaron and Taylor grabbed Jay by the arms and dragged him into the living room where Theresa was waiting.

"Who are you?" Theresa demanded when she saw them. "What's going on? What happened to Jay?"

"The same thing that'll happen to you if you don't shut up," Taylor snapped.

"Taylor, Taylor, Taylor that's no way to talk to a lady," Aaron admonished, "especially one as beautiful as this."

Releasing his hold on Jay, Aaron bowed extravagantly, and attempted to kiss Theresa's hand.

"In your dreams," she scoffed snatching her hand away.

"Why you…" Furious at her rejection Aaron raised his hand to strike Theresa.

"What are you morons still doing here?" Jessica demanded, striding into the room as though she owned it. "You should be helping to round up the others."

Aaron ignored her, intent on getting revenge against Theresa for spurning his advances.

Jessica walked over to him, grabbed his arm, and twisted it behind his back.

"I said get moving," she hissed, turning him around and shoving him toward the door.

Aaron shot a parting glare at Theresa, then, stomped off.

Having dealt with Aaron, Jessica now turned her attention to Taylor.

"Well what are you waiting for an engraved invitation?" she demanded.

Taylor jerked his head in Theresa's direction as if to say my double is already here.

"Go and search her room," Jessica commanded. "Bring back weapons and anything else of value. Oh and search his room while you're at it," she added as he turned to go.

Taylor shrugged in acknowledgement and left the room.

Meanwhile, the other doppelgängers had moved throughout the brownstone, each one searching for his or her double.

Olivia wandered down to the basement where she found Odie slumped over in front of his computer. He'd fallen asleep working on some project or other.

Olivia wasted no time. She saw Odie's laptop sitting beside him, so she reached down to grab it. At almost the same time, Odie sat up and stretched. He turned his head and was startled to find an unfamiliar girl standing beside him, her hand resting on his laptop.

"Hey!" he exclaimed. "What do you think you're doing?"

"What does it look like?" Olivia sneered. "For someone who's supposed to be smart you sure are dumb."

"I beg your pardon," Odie gasped, shocked. "Who do you think you are?"

"I," Olivia answered grabbing Odie by the collar and dragging him upstairs, "am your worst nightmare."

Odie tried to break Olivia's grip, but she was stronger than she looked. He had no choice, but to go wherever she wanted.

Herry dreamt that he was falling, but he didn't expect to wake up on the floor. He was even more surprised to realize that someone was standing over him. She didn't look like anyone he'd ever met. At first, he thought he was still dreaming. However, that quickly changed when she grabbed his ankle and started dragging him toward the door.

Herry tried to grab onto something, but Helen moved so quickly he never had time to get a firm grip.

Once he left the living room, Aaron raced upstairs to Atlanta's bedroom. He saw her laser wrist crossbow sitting on her bedside table, so he took it and put it on. Then, he picked her up and slung her over his shoulder.

She woke up about halfway down the stairs and started punching him in the back. He ignored her and continued on his way.

At the same time, Ariane was sneaking into Archie's room. Unfortunately, Atlanta's struggle with Aaron ruined her quiet entrance. Archie jerked awake and fumbled for his whip, but Ariane was quicker and she got to it first.

With a flick of her wrist, Ariane wrapped Archie in his own whip and dragged him down the stairs.

Meanwhile, Taylor was retrieving Jay and Theresa's weapons from their rooms. He had just grabbed Jay's xiphos when he heard the commotion Aaron and Atlanta were causing. He walked out into the hallway and watched dispassionately as Helen, Aaron, and Ariane hauled Herry, Atlanta, and Archie away.

Moving to Theresa's room, he quickly determined that there was nothing of value but her nunchucks, which he quickly grabbed before heading back downstairs.

When he arrived in the living room, Taylor found Jessica in the act of securing their prisoners and wordlessly handed over Jay's weapon. By now, the living room was getting rather crowded with everyone accounted for but Neil and Nat. Someone had found some rope and now Odie, Herry, Atlanta, Archie, and Theresa were sitting in a corner with their hands tied behind their backs. Jay, still unconscious, was lying on the floor a few feet away. Jessica hadn't bothered having him tied up since she didn't expect him to regain consciousness anytime soon. The five conscious heroes were shooting venomous glances in the direction of their captors while firing off questions at a rapid pace.

"Shut up!" Jessica shouted, fed-up with all the noise. "The next one who makes a sound is going to regret it!"

Suddenly, a piercing shriek filled the air, followed a few minutes later by the appearance of Nat and Neil.

Neil's howling roused Jay and he sat up groggily. He touched his nose gingerly, checking to see if it was broken. After determining that it wasn't, he turned toward the sound of the commotion and rolled his eyes.

"What's the problem, Neil?" he asked.

He could see they were in their living room, surrounded by seven strangers, the same seven he'd encountered at the door, but he didn't see anything to cause the blonde model such distress.

"She stole my mirror," Neil exclaimed, outraged, "and she's wrinkling my pyjamas!"

It was true that Neil's captor had the front of his shirt in a tight grip, but Jay didn't think this was the time to worry about such things. He was about to say as much, but Archie beat him to it.

"Neil," the purple haired warrior sighed, "in case you haven't noticed we've got bigger problems right now."

"Speak for yourself," Neil huffed. "These pyjamas are made of silk and they're very expensive."

"Boo hoo you're breaking my heart," Nat mocked.

"Yeah, put a sock in it pretty boy," Jessica added. "We don't have time for your nonsense."

Neil drew himself up to speak, but Jay cut him off.

"Please Neil, not now," he begged.

Neil still looked annoyed that no one was taking his complaints seriously, but he kept quiet.

"That's better," Jessica said approvingly. "Now we can get down to business."

"What is it you want?" Jay asked.

"Other than your weapons?" Jessica asked, fiddling with Jay's xiphos as she spoke.

"Yes," Jay replied, getting tired of Jessica's games.

"Oh, not much," Jessica replied, circling Jay slowly, "just these." She reached down and lifted Jay's pendant key over his head.

Holding it up, she turned and nodded to the rest of her team who wasted no time divesting the other six heroes of their keys.

"Well, now that we have everything we came for," Jessica declared smugly, "we'll be on our way."

The seven doppelgängers strode through the door and out into the rain swept night without so much as a backward glance.

Once they were gone, Jay started untying his friends.

"Hurry Jay, they'll get away," Theresa exclaimed.

"It doesn't matter we're not going after them," Jay responded.

"Why not?" Archie demanded.

"They have our weapons," Jay reminded everyone. "I don't know about you, but I have no desire to be cut apart by my own blade."

"What about our pendant keys?" Atlanta asked.

"They can't use them," Jay reminded her. "Don't worry," he added, seeing their distressed looks, "we'll get everything back. I'm sure we'll see them again soon."

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter and will show your appreciation in the form of a review. Thanks for reading, Tinian I'attand HoneyGoddess57.