Felix

It wasn't a surprise that Felix found himself wandering around the arcades. Children of Tyche were drawn to all kinds of games; board, card, video, as long as there was a chance they could win, they sought it out.

Turns out that the only arcade in the entire mall was in the Nickelodeon Universe, but something about it was just off-putting, so Felix found himself at Moose Mountain Adventure Golf. It wasn't too thrilling since he always found Mini-Golf more of a game of skill than luck. Sure, he could get the windmill to malfunction so that it was a clear shot, but making that clear shot was all skill to him.

As he lazily watched the mini-golfers, a single person stood out to him. It was the woman at the first hole, and seemed way out of place. She looked like the female dealers that worked at the poker and blackjack tables, with the translucent green visor, cuffed arms, and red vest. Felix didn't need to be told who it was.

"Mother..." Felix walked up to the Goddess of luck who was twirling a putter

"Felix, I was wondering when you'd show up." Tyche said as she leaned on the putter, "I'd like to have a talk."

Felix sighed, to be honest he was never good at fitting the role of 'son'. His dad back in Vegas saw him less of his son and more of 'the kid who always picked the right horse'. That was the reason he ran away, he was sick of his dead-beat drunken father. His father told him that Felix's mother had left for 'unknown reasons' but It was clear to him why Tyche, or any woman for that matter, would've left.

Stepping over the chain separating the mini-golf course from the mall, Felix walked up to Tyche, "What do you want?"

"Well, I caught wind that you and your friends are on a quest, and I'd wager you'd need some help." Tyche gave her a sly smile, playing coy but really knowing the truth.

Felix sighed, he had heard from his siblings that their mother never gave out information for free, there was always a game of chance involved.

"Three card monte? Shell game? Scratch tickets?" Felix asked, "What game will I be playing to earn this help?"

Tyche smiled and handed him the putter, "Mini-Golf."

Felix gave her a flat look, "You're kidding me. This is a game of skill, not luck."

Tyche frowned, "There's more to fortune than just 'luck' Felix, probability runs the world. There's always a chance to win, no matter how difficult. Your my child, you of all people should be able to see the chances."

Felix decided that arguing with a goddess was not the best idea. Last thing he needed to was to get a lifetime of broken mirrors, black cats, and open ladders, "Okay. What are the stakes?"

Tyche's devilish smile returned, "I thought you'd never ask. If you win, I give you a bit of help on your quest and I'll upgrade those knives of yours."

"And if I loose?"

Tyche's smile quickly turned into the sternest frown he had ever seen, "You leave the mall and wait for friends to finish their quest. Despite what Nemesis says, I do not haphazardly hand out good luck. For every amount of good luck in the world, bad luck must balance it out. What you are going after is a pit of bad luck. To counteract it would take a monumental amount of positive energy. I'm not willing to risk one of my kids to this quest."

Felix thought this over. The prophecy clearly stated that luck was needed to complete this quest, and he didn't want to let down his friends.

"I'll take your challenge. There's a difference between fate and luck. Luck may decide the route, but fate is the end point. Right now, my end point is with Aria and AJ." Felix took the putter, "Front 9, back 9, or full 18?"

The goddess of luck shook her head, "None of the above. One hole, has to be a hole-in-one."

Again Felix gave her a flat look, "Did you not even hear me about the skill factor of mini-golf?"

Tyche just sternly glared at him. Huffing, Felix looked down for the ball. As he went to line up the club, his vision dropped out.

"Hey? What's the big idea?" Felix called out to her.

He heard Tyche's voice, but couldn't pin down the direction, "Blind luck. Surely you've heard of this phrase. Rely on the probability of the scenario."

Grumbling, Felix focused what he remembered from the scenario. The club's accuracy rate was 84%, the precision of the ball was 79%, the chances of the ball bouncing out of the cup was 12%; Felix didn't know how, but he was seeing the probability of each outcome as clear as day. Chances of getting a hole-in-one after ricocheting the ball off the head of the bald guy drinking a slushie? 5%.

Taking a deep breath, Felix pulled back the putter, adjusted the aim, and brought the putter through. He heard the soft click of the putter hitting the ball, the ball rolling across the astroturf...and the clattering of the ball rattling in the plastic hole.

Felix smiled and looked in the direction that he last remembered seeing Tyche, "I'm sorry, my friends need me. As for our deal..."

Felix's eyesight returned and he saw his mother crossing her arms, "Well, you certainly are my child. A normal mortal would've prayed for the best. But, a deal is a deal; you and your friends are looking in the wrong place for the Necklace of Harmonia. Plutus wouldn't let an artifact that valuable on the Mall's floor. He has it in his office."

Felix nodded, "That's a good point. Now, for the second part of our deal?"

Harmonia nodded and gestured, the throwing knives from his bandolier flew to her palm in a nice neat pile. Tyche cupped her other hand over the top of the knives. When she removed her hand, the knives had been replaced with a deck of cards.

Felix raised an eyebrow, "Doesn't look like a step up..."

Tyche raised an eyebrow, "So 52 razor-thin throwing knives aren't a step up? Don't get me started on what happens if you get a full house..."

Felix opened the case to see that his mother wasn't kidding. There were razor-edged, celestial bronze playing cards, each stamped with a suit and number. Felix wasn't going to lie, having his own deck as a personal gift from his mother rocked. He looked up to see her walking away already, "Thanks Mom!"

The goddess of luck nodded, "Oh, one last piece of advice, sometimes you don't have time to calculate the odds; you have to do what your gut says is right."

I have to give a special thanks to Wikia User Prof. Draco. The guy helped point out things that Riordan hadn't used yet. He also pointed out that this Felix was nearly the same as the character he uses for our Warehouse 13 RPs, throwing knives and all. From here on out, the character is dedicated to him.