Nico's POV

"No, I don't," I told Guyy and Jake.

"Then why are you blushing?" Jake asked.

"Its hot in here."

They looked at each other, confused.

"How is it hot on here? Its freaking cold," Guyy said.

"Psh. For you."

"Same for me. And I'm a child of Hephaestus," Jake told me. "That's saying a lot."

"Oh well. I'm gonna go for a walk. Try to get this legend process threw my mind," I said. We all stood up.

"I'm heading back to the forges," Jake told us.

"Nuh-uh," Guyy protested, "You have to show Zion to the Big House. Chiron needs to talk to him."

"How do you know?"

"He told me to get you after I told the legend."

Jake sighed in defeat. "Will this is disappointing. Well see you guys later I guess."

We waved goodbye to him as he walked out.

"So. You like Zwen?" Guyy smirked at me.

"Shut up."


Jake's POV

I sighed then went to Zion's cabin. This sucks. When I got there, I knocked on the door and called out Zion's name.

No answer.

I knocked again. Still no answer. I opened the door. I knew I may regret this. I looked around and saw darkness. A cold went up my spine as I took a step in. And I thought Nico's cabin was freezing.

I looked around as the door closed behind me.

Great, I thought, I'm going to die.

As soon as I thought that I got pushed against the door with a burning sensation creeping up my neck. Wait what? I don't get burned! My hand crept up against the wall and I turned on the lights. My eyes widen when I saw Zion glaring at me. When he realized the lights were on he moved back and groaned while rubbing his eyes.

"Turn off the lights!" He growled.

"Wh-What?" I said in shock.

He glared at me. It occurred to me that he was like a gamer. Playing in the dark and when the lights were on or the curtains were opened, they hissed and back down like a vampire. Yet on Zion, it only made him pissed off. He reached beside me and turned the lights back off.

"Hey!" I turned them on again since I couldn't really see in this cabin and he growled at me and pointed his weapon against my throat. I stared at his sword then my eyes widen. His sword had a blade made of black flames. I only seen that sword at one place and one person who it belong to. I stared up at Zion in surprise.

"Zw-Zwen?" I barely manage to say.

He, or should I say she, stared at me in surprise.

"What? Never seen a goddess getting pissed off?" She growled.

"N-No. Not really."

She scoffed then her sword disappeared. "What do you want?"

"Why-Why are you here? And why were you pretending to be a boy!?"

She sighed, "the gods made me dress-up as a boy. To hide my identity by pretending to be a child of me." She shivered. "As if I'd ever fall in love with a person."

"Um. Chiron wanted to talk to you. . ."

"Really? He must want to talk to me about my problem here."

"Pr-Problem?"

"Yes. Now I need you to do something for me, Jake."

"Wh-What is it?"

"First off. Stop hesitating, it's getting annoying. Second, I need you to keep this a secret. Don't tell anyone I'm actually Zwen. If you tell anyone, I swear I will kill you without hesitation."

I gulped. "Alright. . ."

She went to her bed and grabbed her jacket when I realized she didn't have it on. She zipped it up and looked to me.

"What?" She said, showing a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"Oh. Um. I'll just go now."

"Turn the lights off then."

"Al-Alright."

She glared at me then I turned off the lights and practically ran out.

Zwen's POV

I swear mortals are getting stupider and stupider everyday. Even the half-mortals also. This is going to be a long summer.

I watched Jake run out and I sighed.

"Baka," I whispered.

I walked out to the Big House and entered then called out Chiron's named.

"In here!" I heard him call back to me from the other room.

I walked in and saw him playing pinochle with Dinoysus.

"Ah, would you care to join?" The wine god asked. I nodded then took a sit and started playing with them while I talked to Chiron.

"Why can't I have blood? Keeps me energized," I complained.

"The same reason why Dinoysus here can't have wine."

I grumbled. "I hate the other gods sometimes."

Mr. D raised an eyebrow at me.

"Yes, I even hate you."

"Alright, Gwen."

"It's Zwen."

"And I don't care."

I growled and before I could snap his little neck, Chiron spoke up, worried I wasn't going to hesitate at all if I did pull off that stunt.

"Zwen. You could drink some beverages that look like or taste like blood to you for now. In till the summer is over."

"Like what? I don't know anything about this mortal world since I was trapped in a cell for 400 years then was stuck in the Underworld till today."

"Yes well. You could drink some cranberry juice or some-"

"May I offer some strawberry fanta? Is did always remind of blood sometimes," Mr. D told.

I stared at him as if he was an alien. "Strawberry Fanta?"

He nodded then out of thin air, a can appeared in his hand and he gave it to me. I stared it if as if I never seen it before in my life, and that was true. I shrugged then opened it and drank it. It was alright yet fizzy.

"That fizz stuff is what they put in all sodas. Help boast up the sugar level," Mr. D said.

"Its alright. Okay, It'll have to do for now."

We heard a sound fall into the room and we turned and saw Nico lying on the floor. I sighed at him.

"Oh. Um. Am I interrupting something?" Nico chuckled nervously.

"Nicolas, you baka."

He stared at me in surprised. "Ho-How do you know my full name?"

"Its like saying how I knew you were eavesdropping on us the time."

"What?"

"Nico, what are you doing here?" Chiron asked.

"Er. Lyea and Guyy have something they wanted to talk to you about. Something about the dance?"

"Ah yes. Well I must leave. Good day to you Mr. D and um. Zion."

Nico seemed confused then we all looked at Chiron as he left.

"Shall I dispose of his memory of our conversation from earlier?" Mr. D asked.

I nodded slightly after a moment of quiet and Nico's eyes widen.