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The group of eight stood at the edge of the parking lot looking towards the entrance of William McKinley High School. Though all shared the same father each bore their own striking features.

"So this is what a school is?" one of the girls asked, pushing her fall of ebony hair over her shoulder.

Another girl, this one with thick auburn hair and wide, gray eyes answered the other in puzzlement, "Have you never looked?"

The other girl shrugged. "I am normally busy with my Mother in the fields and forests."

One of the boys, with blonde and copper shaggy hair, smiled brightly and spoke quickly, "I have been here before. Orpheus works and dwells here, and Father has sent me here on several occasions."

"Did you ever stop to look at all the books, Hermes?" the redhead asked.

He gave her a look that said she was insane. "Yeah, uh, no… on business, remember? Drop the letter off, pick up the response."

A tall, beautiful girl with flowing blonde curls took a step forward. "I cannot wait," she breathed out and you could almost taste the honey of her words. "All of those hormones, all of that young love pulsing beneath young skin."

Ares, a tall well built youth, rolled his dark green eyes. He spoke English as well as the rest, all of them with the light accent showing that America was not their home country, but now he addressed the blonde in Greek, "Better rein it in 'Dite. You keep spilling that much power and you are going to work everyone into a frenzy before we even make the front door."

Almost as a unit the group began moving forward, all dressed in their own personal style, still a bit unused to the feel of human-made clothing against their skin, yet all were ready to begin their very first day of school. They would all be entering McKinley High as Juniors.

Apollo moved up to his twin and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "Are you well Artemis?"

She brushed her silvery blonde hair behind her shoulder, giving him a half smile. They really were the opposite of each other. Apollo stood tall, muscular, tan, stormy blue eyes and golden blonde, while she stood petite, with full curves, pale, smooth skin, thick, straight silver-blonde hair, and navy blue eyes, the same blue velvet of the night sky. He was the sun, and she the moon. "I am fine," she finally murmured. "I am just… not quite used to the thought of being surrounded by so many males."

From her right Hephaestus reached out and took her hand. "Worry not, sister mine. Though I know you can care for yourself, you also have us here to watch the shadows." This earned him a smile from all of the girls.

The eight didn't realize the picture they made entering the halls of the school; four tall, handsome boys; four very lovely girls. Each was given a schedule telling them which classes they would have, and they were given a map of the school. Each Godling took one look at the map and had it memorized. And then they realized it was time to split up and go their separate ways.

**

Artemis entered the classroom which was titled 'Homeroom', and looked for a seat. She was both curious and perplexed. Why would they call this 'Homeroom'? What could 'Homeroom' possibly teach? She heard a clearing of the throat and looked over to see a lovely, petite brunette, possibly as short as Artemis herself, motioning her over. She walked over and the brunette smiled widely, her brown eyes sparkling.

"Hi! I'm Rachel Berry. Welcome to McKinley! This seat next to me is quite available if you would like to procure it for yourself," Rachel kept her voice friendly hoping the new girl would sit down.

One of the Cheerios, Rebecca Moreland, snorted. "Trying to drag the new people down to your level with you Man Hands?" she said snottily.

Artemis frowned. First she looked at Rachel's hands, then she looked at the other girl with the disdainful look on her face… and it clicked. This was what Strife had been talking about. Cliques, and humans treating other humans badly. Artemis gave Rachel a brilliant smile which made all the boys in the class dazzled. "I think you have lovely hands, Rachel. Thank you so much for proposing that I sit next to you. I must admit, although I do have my siblings starting school with me today, not knowing anyone else does tend to make me feel a bit daunted."

Rachel felt giddy. Here was someone who spoke as she did AND she'd chosen Rachel over the Cheerios. She couldn't remember a time when someone picked her over the popular kids. Then Rachel's spirits sank. "As much as I would cherish becoming friends, I feel it only fair to warn you I am not considered popular by any means. If anything I am at the bottom of the social ladder. I get slushied quite a bit."

Artemis picked up the visuals of Rachel getting slushied from the other girl's mind; she didn't have to dig deep at all. "I will tell you a secret Rachel. Now that my family is here, everything will be changing." Then she sat back in her seat and smiled again. "I am Artemis; Artemis Pallas."

**

Aphrodite heard the weeping and it tore apart her heart. This weeping spoke of broken love, betrayal and loss. It spoke of true love's loss. She followed the sound and it led to a blonde girl who appeared to be about five to six months pregnant. 'Dite moved over and sat next to the girl on the bench. She and Ares, and perhaps Hermes, were most equipped to deal with the situation they were now finding themselves in. Their stations dealt quite closely with the mortals, and in some cases required them to walk among them. "Hello," she spoke softly.

Quinn jumped. She hadn't even noticed someone had approached. "Hi," she mumbled. She hadn't bothered looking. Whoever it was would say something nasty soon, or was probably filming her for that horrible Jew-fro's blog.

"Do you realize you are quite stunning?" the feminine voice asked, but there was no surprise in the voice, just… pride?

"I guess I'm pretty enough… or at least I was."

'Dite reached out and took one of Quinn's hands into her own perfectly manicured appendage. "The child within you does not take away. She never could. Not only have you been given exterior beauty, but you have also been given a beautiful soul, Quinn Fabray." Quinn looked up and into sea-green eyes that seemed to drift like the ocean. "Trust me, I know these things."

"I've messed up so bad," Quinn whispered, tears still following. "Hurt so many people." Quinn couldn't believe she was saying these things to a stranger.

"Yes, but the gift of humanity is to realize our mistakes and to correct them; to learn from them."

"Who are you?"

Aphrodite smiled. "I am Didi. My brothers and sisters and I just started here today. I believe you and I have Homeroom together. Shall we go?"

**

Apollo and Hermes moved into their Homeroom class relatively quietly and were directed to empty seats in the back of the room. Mercedes and Kurt happened to share that Homeroom and as soon as they saw the two fine looking specimen of manhood, they looked to each other with widened eyes and small delighted smirks. It wasn't even Christmas yet and they were getting new students; new interesting students.

"Class," Mr. Reinhour began. "We have a group of new students entering McKinley today. We have two of them in this Homeroom. Pollo and Hermes Pallas, they're at the back of the room and I hope everyone makes them feel welcome. Maybe we could ask them a few questions to get to know them?"

Several students raised their hands and finally the teacher picked a girl wearing a strange orange and white outfit that several others were also wearing. "So, where did you all move from?"

The boys looked at each other for a moment before 'Pollo' responded, "We moved here from Greece. That is where we are originally from, though we have travelled to quite a few places."

One of the boys didn't even wait for his name to be called. "And there are more of you?"

Hermes smiled. "There are eight of us here; four boys, four girls, and we are all juniors."

That seemed to strike the class dumb for a moment.

"Do any of you sing?" Kurt asked and then flushed bright red because he couldn't believe he'd said that in front of everyone else. They were going to throw him into the dumpster again. These two new guys looked like jock material too.

"As if, closet-case," one of the jocks spit out scornfully.

"Actually, our entire family is quite musical. Why do you ask?"

Kurt wasn't going to open his mouth again, so Mercedes had to speak. "New Directions, it's our Glee Club here at McKinley. We just took Sectionals, but we're always looking for fresh talent to add."

"When is your next practice?" Hermes looked curious.

"Today," the black girl told them.

Apollo gave her a shining smile that almost made her swallow her tongue. "Count us in for an audition… and maybe a few of our other siblings as well."

**

Ares could feel the anger and betrayal before he even entered the Homeroom he'd been assigned to. He knew that part of being on Earth with their powers limited was to teach them and lead them to their life-mates… their soul-mates, but he had a feeling there were other situations existing in this school that needed to be fixed before anything else could go forward.

As soon as he entered the room he knew the energy was coming from the two boys at the back of the class. It was perfect seeing as there was a chair right between them. Ares closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He saw Artemis with a beautiful brunette, Aphrodite with a beautiful blonde, and Apollo and Hermes with an exquisite black girl and a comely boy. A few more heartbeats and he knew the anger, the betrayal, and the all encompassing guilt. He began with the taller of the two.

"Hello, I am Ari Pallas," Ari introduced himself and stretched out his hand to shake.

Finn automatically shook, and even smiled at the more muscular boy. "Finn Hudson, nice to meetcha!"

"I apologize if I am out of line, but it appears that you are on the basketball team, do you know if there are any positions open on your team? My family and I just transferred to this school and my brothers, well, Pollo and Hermes at least, would love to play."

"Well, Coach is always up for good players…" Finn trailed off.

And just as Ari planned, Puck spoke, "They're gonna be looking for someone to replace me." His voice was a bit hoarse almost as if from misuse, and he stared straight ahead.

Finn was a man who wore his emotions on his face. First the anger and bitterness of the betrayal, the confusion of why Puck didn't fight back, and now the confusion and worry because Puck was quitting football.

"Why?" Finn managed through clenched teeth.

"For you," Puck's words were simple. "So you won't have to look at me all the time. I'm trying to quit Glee, but Berry's fierce, crazy and kind of scary."

"Did you think that maybe we should all talk before you start making these types of decisions on your own?" Finn hissed.

Puck shrugged as if he had no energy. "I figured it would make you happy."

"That's part of what makes you an idiot."

"Maybe the two of you should just take some time and discuss it, but discuss it from the beginning. It seems to be you are only dealing with the consequences of past actions and not what might be in your futures."

Both boys looked at the boy sitting between them. They were secure enough in their masculinity to know that the girls were going to go gaga over this guy. Still… he gave really good advice. And this was the first conversation they'd had in three weeks. Finn nodded. "He's right. We need to talk. And when we're done, then we talk to Quinn." Puck nodded in agreement.

Ari leaned back and smiled. And Father said all he did was start wars…

**

Coach Tanaka, Principal Figgins and Gus Pallas, aka Hephaestus, were now sitting in Principal Figgins' office. Coach Tanaka was ranting and raving about the fact that Gus was refusing to take part in Physical Education. Gus meanwhile sat in the chair, leaning back with one leg thrown over the other knee. Figgins studied the boy carefully. Really the young man was quite handsome, despite the scars spider-webbing the left side of his face. The boy wore long sleeves, but Figgins could see the scars on his left wrist and hand as well. The boy was also quite muscular, and Figgins was sure that was where the problem was stemming from. Tanaka wanted the boy for his athletic teams like football and basketball, and forgive the pun, but the boy wasn't playing ball.

"He doesn't walk with a limp!" Tanaka practically screeched.

"Yes, Sir, however if you were to put me through something rigorous like football, basketball, baseball, track, any of those sports, you will not only see a pronounced limp, but I might have to use my wheelchair. And I do not like using my wheelchair," the seemingly mellow boy's teeth clenched by the end of the sentence.

Figgins really couldn't see where the problem was. It wasn't as if the boy was being unreasonable. He'd offered to try out for Glee, and if he made it he could do the dance numbers. With plenty of rest in between practice and shows he'd be fine. Figgins had been having such a lovely holiday with Sue Sylvester gone and suspended, and now Tanaka was trying to take her place. The boy had experienced a terrible incident which had led to the scars covering over half of his body. Figgins had read the short report in Gus Pallas' transfer transcripts.

Finally, as all three men waited silently and uneasily in the principal's office, the fax machine came to life and something came through. Figgins ripped it off, read through it and then handed it to Tanaka. "Well, all seems to be in order here. Mr. Pallas can try out for Glee, if he makes it that is where he will get his physical education points for graduation. If he doesn't make Glee, well, we'll figure it out." Honestly, Figgins was pretty sure Schue would take the boy…. Maybe Figgins could even sweeten the pot, done easily with Sue gone, and add a little to the costume budget. That would certainly make the Hummel boy and the Jones girl ecstatic.

**

Athena had to admit, History was one of her favorite subjects. She finished the homework the teacher was giving before the class even ended. Now she just needed to finish the Algebra II homework. The bell rang signaling it was time to go to the next class, and knowing she had a study period she made her way to the library. Once she entered the silent sanctuary she stopped for just a moment to breathe deeply. Athena continued into the library, looking for a table towards the back so she set out her books and work without worrying about getting into anyone's way.

Two of the girls in her math class, cheerleaders she'd learned, were sitting at a nearby table, and the blonde looked lost. The brunette was of Spanish descent and she continued whispering to the blonde, trying to help her understand. "Britt, there are no rainbows in Math! There just aren't."

Athena didn't bother them. She wasn't a snoop, nor was she a busybody. She certainly didn't want them to think she'd been eavesdropping. She heard a noise, but ignored it continuing to work on her problems. The second time it came though was far too obvious; it was after all a throat clearing. She looked up to see both girls looking at her. "Yes?" she asked politely.

The blonde spoke, "You have really pretty hair."

Athena blushed slightly, pushing an auburn tendril behind her ear. "Thank you."

"I'm Brittany. This is Santana."

"I am Thea."

"Oh, that's a pretty name. You're new, huh?" After Athena's nod they sat in silence until Athena decided to go back to work. "So, Thea, it looks like you know what you're doing. I was wondering if you could maybe help me? The girl that usually helps me, Becky, she won't help me anymore because she got detention."

Athena looked at Brittany for a moment and saw that the girl had a good heart. "I think I could do that Brittany." So she moved over and began helping both girls with their Algebra II homework.

**

It was the end of the day and everyone would be meeting in the choir room to try out for the Glee club. The Godlings were also excited because it meant they also got to see Orpheus again. When he had been on Mt. Olympus he'd been like an Uncle to them. They knew it wouldn't quite be the same, but still, they'd be able to see and interact with him.

Persephone stormed down the hallways almost blindly, a library book clutched in her hand, her index finger marking a spot. There were tears in her dark, pansy purple eyes but they hadn't spilled yet. She'd gone through every class today without complaint. Some had been friendly, some had been wretched. One large boy with horrible brown hair who towered over her had plans to throw a frozen syrupy drink on her, but she pushed her power out send the drink down the front of his pants. He'd squealed like a young piglet and run in a different direction. She slammed open the door of the choir room and several people were inside; Ares, Aphrodite, Orpheus, and some of the normal students.

"Tell me true," she bade them, pushing the book out in front of her slender body encased in a simple flowered sundress. "Is this wickedness everywhere?"

'Dite sucked in a breath. "Ari, she found a book on mythology."

"Honey," Ares began. "It is all fiction. We spoke of this fiction before coming here; remember?" he tried to make his words slow so she would understand they were just words some man had written years before.

"It is disgusting."

Rachel had entered behind the distraught girl and saw the title of the book. "Oh! Greek Mythology for the Ages, that's a really good book!"

Ares felt a sinking in his stomach. This was not going to go well.

Persephone had turned her attention to Rachel. "It is a horrid book, simply wretched! They have sisters and brothers entering into matrimony; they lie with one another. They have a young girl being stolen by her favorite Uncle and being forced to wed him!"

Rachel looked at the pale girl crying in front of her; crying because of Greek mythos. And people thought she was bat-shit crazy. She winced internally as Puck's words went through her head. "Well," she began slowly. "They are just stories. It isn't as if any of that is factual."

The tears began to clear and Persephone looked at Rachel more closely. "You tell the truth? They are just stories to everyone?"

Rachel nodded, and thought to herself, wow, these Greeks take their literature seriously. Then she got a look at the group in the room. "Mr. Schue! Isn't this sensational? Look at all the potential new members for New Directions that are here to audition!"

Ares watched as Persephone, no longer angry, just slightly puzzled slipped the book down with the rest of her books and took a seat with the others. It seemed, he thought, that some humans have their own brand of power.

Artemis and Apollo entered the room and made their way to their siblings. They were barely in their seats when a tall, muscular boy with a Mohawk, Ares recognized him from Homerun and a few other classes as Puck rounded the corner grinning from ear to ear. "Dude! Karofsky got slushied!"

"No way!" Finn almost shouted, his face slipping into a smile. This shocked all of the Glee members in the room seeing as it was the first communication between the boys since Sectionals.

His words had the Glee club in an uproar. Half of them were lamenting the cost of clothing they'd had to replace from the slushying they'd had to endure from this so called 'Karofsky', and the other half were wondering who'd done the deed.

Persephone frowned. "Is this Karofsky a tall, thickly built brunette male, wearing denim and a blue and white striped shirt, reeking of arrogance?"

"Yeah, that's him?" Finn's voice held the question, his tone puzzled.

"That oaf had thoughts of throwing the frozen blue beverage on my person," she said simply. "I certainly was not going to let that happen. It was obviously very cold seeing as once it hit him he made a sound very much like a piglet being taken from its mother too soon."

All of the Glee club was staring at the waifish girl with her ebony hair and pansy eyes. "Dude, I think I love you," Mike Chang let out in a breathy voice, which seemed to break the ice and everyone began laughing.

Will just shook his head. He'd waited a long time for the coming of the Godlings. Now they were here and he would take good care of them. Not that they couldn't physically take care of themselves. It was good seeing them again though. "Let's do some auditions, and then we'll bring everyone up to speed on where we're at for Regionals. Now, am I correct in saying you're all siblings?" Of course he knew the answer, but best to get this over with.

"We are," Aphrodite, going by the name Didi, answered. "We all share the same father. Pollo and Artemis, though we call her Temi, are twins and have their mother, I am Didi and I have my own mother, Ari and Gus have the same mother, Hermes has his mother, Thea has her mother, and Honey has her mother."

The room was in complete silence.

Mercedes was the first to break it. "Um, don't that mean your dad was like goin' out on your moms' and stuff? Dayum, I woulda cut 'em!"

The Godlings laughed. Artemis smiled. "We are from a small Greek island. There were certain traditions… certain lessons followed when rearing children. Our generation will not follow those traditions. It is one of the reasons we were brought here, to America."

"Back then our father did not have many choices. We do," Pollo took over for his sister. "Temi and I will go first," he offered. He walked over to the pianist and band and spoke to them for a moment and smiled when everyone nodded.

It only took him a moment to begin the song, and they both started singing at first. "I make them good girls go bad; I make them good girls go; Good girls go bad; Good girls go bad." Then Pollo stepped forward as Artemis pulled back, "I know your type (your type), You're Daddy's little girl. Just take a bite (one bite), Let me shake up your world. 'Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong, I'm gonna make you lose control…….. She was so shy, Till I drove her wild…. I make them good girls go bad, I make them good girls go bad. You were hanging in the corner with your five best friends, you heard I was trouble but you couldn't resist. I make them good girls go bad, I make them good girls go, Good girls go bad, bad, bad… Good girls go bad, bad, bad… Good girls go…"

The Glee club listened and hoped all the Pallas teens could sing as well as Pollo. His voice was beautiful; rich and melodic.

Now it was Artemis' turn and she strode forward, full of confidence. "I know your type (your type), Boy, you're dangerous. Yeah you're that guy (that guy) I'd be stupid to trust. But just one night couldn't be so wrong, you make me wanna lose control…"

Mercedes looked at Kurt and leaned into him so she could whisper, "White girl can sing; Diva good. White boy can sing too… If the others…"

Kurt hissed at her. "Do not jinx us."

The last note played out and everyone in the room clapped. Rachel stood up and strode over to the two. "Hello, I'm Rachel Berry, Captain of New Directions, and I just have to tell you that your audition was resplendent! I am jubilant to have you joining New Directions."

Pollo graced her with a smile. "Thank you for your kindness. I always appreciate compliments coming from beautiful women."

Artemis rolled her eyes. "Ignore my brother, Rachel. He just cannot help himself around females."

"Hmmm, I know other guys like that," Rachel's gaze fell on Puck, while Pollo moved to a seat between Mercedes and Persephone.

And so the rest continued to sing. Didi was the next to sing, and her voice was soft, smooth and velvety. Hermes followed Didi, and he sang to an up tempo song, incorporating dance moves with his song. His singing voice was similar to Adam Lambert. Honey and Thea sang a duet from the Broadway Musical Wicked which had both Kurt and Rachel sighing in pleasure, and Ari sang, his rough voice, making the song he'd chosen sound sexy. Gus was the last to go, and he chose to use the piano as he sang. By the end of the song he'd chosen even Puck was wiping his eyes, although when Mike asked if he was crying, he got shoved and told that badasses didn't cry. Then all eight Pallas teens were looking at the members of New Directions, awaiting their verdict.

It looked as if Rachel's face would split wide open from the width of her smile. There was also a high pitched squealing noise emanating from the back of her throat. Quinn, who was sitting beside the brunette, put her hand on the girl's shoulder. "I think that's Rachel's way of saying welcome to New Directions."