A/N: Thanks to all of you who have read and reviewed thus far. I'm currently working on yet another story and have been jumping back and forth. I should really concentrate on one story at a time. Any who, here's chapter five.

New Olympia was buzzing with life. It was hard to believe that a few months ago it was a ghost town. However, the only one who didn't seem pleased with the lack of fear and chaos was a certain god of time. Cronus sat in a small, outdoor cafe reading a newspaper. He sighed in agitation. He had so hoped that at least either Jay or Archie would destroy humanity. It was Jay more so than Archie. The Leader had been completely consumed by the thirst for greater power, whereas the Warrior cared more about the well being of those around him. It had been impressive to find out that Archie had taken Erebus' shadow out of Jay without falling for the lure.

Cronus folded the paper and looked up. He frowned when he saw two teenagers (a boy and a girl), walk down the street. Cronus narrowed his eyes. He could pick out the unmistakable blond hair of Neil.

"Do my eyes deceive me?" Cronus asked himself. "Or has that lucky fool actually fallen for someone?"

As the two humans walked closer Cronus could make out the long silvery hair of Neil's companion. The god of time narrowed his eyes. She looked familiar somehow.

"I had a great time, Neil."

"Glad to know you're feeling better, Selene."

Cronus held the paper up as the teenagers walked by. He didn't need Neil tipping Jay off about his location. Of course, he was a god. He could call up a portal and be gone before that conceited fool could take out his phone.

"We should do this again, sometime," Neil said.

"I'd like that," Selene replied.

"How about next Friday?" Neil suggested.

Cronus watched the scene unfold from the tin napkin holder on the table. A hesitant look crossed Selene's face.

"Next Friday?" she repeated.

"Yeah, why?" Neil asked.

"Uh...it's my parent's anniversary. How about Thursday?" Selene offered.

"Sure," Neil answered.

Selene smiled. Cronus raised an eyebrow. Was it him or was she hiding something? Cronus stole a quick glance over his shoulder at the pair.

"I'll come by around seven?" Neil guessed.

"How about six-thirty?" Selene asked.

Neil took out his radio and went to the alarm setting. He punched in the time and snapped the radio shut.

"Six-thirty it is," he said.

"Great. See you then."

Before she left, Selene gave Neil a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks for everything, Neil."

And with that, Selene headed home. Cronus felt sick. He shook his head. Mortals. It was this very emotion that brought so many humans to their knees. They would do anything for "the ones they loved". Archie was the only exception. Selflessly giving his life so that Theresa could see another day and her beloved Jay. It was enough to make an immortal nauseous.

Cronus folded the paper again and placed it down on the table. Neil walked by his table again, probably on his own way home.

"Tell me, Neil. What greater power, other than the gods, has made you so considerate of others?"

Neil instantly snapped out of his dream-like state and whipped around.

"Cronus?!"

Cronus smiled. "Surprised?" he asked.

Neil went for his PMR. Cronus held up his hand and the radio disappeared. Neil searched his pockets for his phone.

"Looking for this?" Cronus asked, holding up the radio.

"Give that back!" Neil demanded.

"So you can call Jay? I don't think so," Cronus replied, smugly.

Neil growled in annoyance. He clenched his fists. Cronus chuckled.

"What are you going to do? Fight me? You'll be too worried about breaking a nail," the god taunted.

"I'm not useless," Neil pointed out.

"You're not useful, either," Cronus added.

He got to his feet and walked over to where Neil was standing. The hero felt his blood run cold, or maybe his heart just stopped beating. He looked up into the menacing red eyes of the god who wanted him and his six friends dead. But, even Cronus wasn't stupid enough to summon a scythe and strike a (seemingly) defenseless teenager down where he stood.

"I'd watch that little girlfriend of yours, if I were you," Cronus said.

"Why?" Neil asked.

Cronus placed the radio in Neil's hands.

"Just because," he said.

And with that, he walked away. Neil watched as Cronus disappeared behind a building. He frowned. Why would Cronus (of all gods and mortals) be giving him advice? Even if it was pointless and useless? Neil looked down at the personal radio. Strangely enough, it was still intact. This had been one crazy day.

Jay studied his strategy notes. He had a test coming up with Hera and he needed to be one hundred percent prepared. Ares had given him some more of his old strategy guides. However, Jay had doubts that the Titan war was going to be on the test. A knock came on the door. Jay looked up, but a bit too quickly for his neck twisted the wrong way.

"Come in," he groaned.

The door opened and Archie walked in.

"You okay?" he asked.

Jay rubbed his sore neck. "Yeah. I'm fine. You need something?" he asked.

Archie closed the door. Jay could tell that the Warrior had given coming in here a bit of thought. The Leader made sure his sword was no where to be seen. He didn't want a repeat of what happened in March.

"I wanted to apologize for snapping at you this afternoon," Archie said.

Jay blinked. This was unexpected. Usually it was Jay who was apologizing to Archie, not the other way around.

Archie buried his hands in his jacket pockets.

"Don't worry about it, Arch. I shouldn't have acted the way I did, either," Jay confessed. "And, I don't blame you for saying what you did. You were right. I shouldn't talk about trust after what I put you guys through."

"Which is another reason why I came up here," Archie replied.

"What's that?" Jay asked.

"I'm giving you my trust back," Archie answered.

Jay felt both relieved and honored. Archie was putting his faith and trust back into someone who had tried to stab him, drown him, and electrocute him. He must have really given this some thought.

"Thank you," Jay said softly.

"It's ancient history, right?" Archie asked, a smile slipping across his face.

Jay smiled as well. The two boys burst out laughing. In their lives ancient history had a bad habit of repeating itself.

"Yeah, it's history," the Leader confirmed.

I think that's gonna be it for this chapter. Tell me what you think. If you see anything that needs improving let me know via review. The reviews help (a lot).