I had never talked to Hades, as in a decent conversation, so I didn't now how he'd react when I offered to help him and Persephone. What I didn't expect was the reaction I got.

"So, I just meet her at that small river at the edge of Demeter's home, drag her to my domain, get married, and feed her food from the Underworld?"

"You doubt my plan? Because clearly you can't come up with anything better."

Hades held up his hands in surrender. "I didn't mean it was bad, but where's the class and dignity in dragging her down to the underworld?"

I face palm. "You're worried about that?"

Hades shrugs. "It's basically a drive to our wedding, of course I'm worried about it. Do you realize she could do so much better, but she choose me? I know I don't deserve her and I know I never will, so I want everything to be perfect."

I didn't tell him that nothing is truly perfect, because that would probably crush his hopes of this being "perfect". I actually found it rather sweet and endearing.

"Look, Persephone is waiting for you right now so I'd hurry the plan along."

Hades nods and shadow travels away, a creeper less draining version of teleporting.

Now that's taken care of, I need to have a little chat with Artie and Dite.

"Why the Hades would you want to be a maiden goddess!" Aphrodite screamed.

The goddess of love's face was blood red with anger and her hair was puffed up like a cat's. Strangely, she was still pretty but anyone else would have looked like a mad woman.

Artemis was glaring up at her and clenching her bow. Hopefully she doesn't break again, Hephaestus just fixed it last week.

"I don't have to explain my reasons to you! I'm an independent goddess and proud of it!"

I sigh. "Artie, there's a difference between being independent and being a virgin for the rest of your immortal life."

Artie whipped her head at me so fast, her braid hit her in the face. "Don't tell me your taking her side and don't you dare try that reverse psychology stuff!"

"I just want to know that you've thought about it and weighed all the pros and cons. This isn't something you can take back."

Aphrodite's face calms down a little and she pulls out a mirror. It's not just any mirror though, because it shows your inner self and what your heart wants. "Artemis, you don't have, but please look in the mirror. I'd never forgive myself if you pass up the chance to be happy."

Artemis looks at me.

Athena, why is she doing this? Can't she see this is what I want? I don't need her precious piece of glass to know that.

Sometimes, you don't know what you most desire.

Have you been talking with Apollo recently because that sounded very poetic.

Just look in the damn mirror!

Fine!

Artemis carefully took the mirror as if it was greek fire and we flanked her to get a good look.

There was a brief show of a man with strange mechanical eyes and Artemis hunting. Then, it flashed to the man dead in her arms and Apollo looking guilty in the background. It goes back to glass after that, as if nothing ever appeared in the looking glass.

Aphrodite was flabbergasted. "It's not supposed to do that, just show a face. I swear on Styx I had no idea-"

Artemis hold up her hand in a silencing motion. "Thanks to me, you'll see more than just a face now. I think it jinxed it and some of Apollo's power blessed it."

I nod. "He needs to stop using you as an oracle and get a mortal woman to do it."

Artemis chuckled. "I know, but he's kind of in his awkward phase. Anyway, that means becoming a maiden is what the Fates have destined for me."

Dite looks sad. "Are you sure? You looked quite cozy with that man?"

I look at her. "You remember the part where he dies in her arms, right?"

Dite waves me off. "Details."

Artie and I rolled our eyes. Leave it up to Dite and no one would get a happy ending if it meant a great romance.

I heard the counsel horns in the distance. I guess my plan worked.

My soul and half sister sigh in frustration. All the meetings have taken a toll on them.

Sorry girls.

Don't be silly hon, it's your dad's fault.

No, I blame the step monster who thankfully won't be there.

They smile sadly and teleport away. Not even a second later, Hera pops up in front of me. Her hair is in an up do with her crown nested on top with a pure white chiton. Her arms were crossed and she appeared to be rather pissed.

Her voice came out in a growl. "I already talked to Demeter about her daughter being missing and you were the last outsider to speak with her."

I crossed my arms as well. "Are you accusing me of something? Because you would have to make a case to the counsel and we are both banned until we apologize."

Hera scowled. "I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings and you can't take the truth, happy?"

"I'm sorry you're a bitch and a hypocrite, happy?"

"Yes, now, shall we go?"

I smirk. "But of course."

Okay, I'm sorry about updates. I'm a terrible person, but I'll get better once school is over aka this Friday. Again sorry for the filler, but there is a plot in this and even if it's poor has to move along. Not all can be fluff people! Maybe next chapter.