A/N: Thanks to all of you who have reviewed. As you are aware I have been battling writer's block for some time. But, good fortune has fallen upon me and I have locked it up once again. So, without further ado, may I present chapter eight.
The night was darker than usual. Thick clouds hung over a bright, full moon, casting everything in an eerie blackness. Cronus walked down the silent street. He hadn't heard silence like this since Erebus reign of terror a few months ago. Of course, that shadow was too scared to attack again. Erebus was probably cowering in a cave somewhere as far away from Archie as he could possibly get.
Cronus couldn't help but smirk. It was ironic, really. But, the god of time had other pressing matters to attend to. He stopped in front of an honest looking house. He walked up the front steps and knocked on the door. There were footsteps on the other side and then the door opened a tiny bit.
"Can I help you?" a small girl asked.
"Yes. I'm looking for your sister."
"Does she know you?"
"Not yet."
The girl frowned in confusion.
"Perhaps if you'd let me in I could explain better."
"I'm not supposed to open the door for people I don't know."
"Ah, yes. But, you do know me."
"I do?"
"Yes. Did you not live in Greece for some time?"
The girl looked thoughtful for a moment. Then, her crystal blue eyes widened. A small gasp escaped from her throat.
"Now, will you let me?"
It was either from shock or nerves, but the girl fainted. Cronus smiled and opened the door, picking the girl up in his arms as he stepped into the house.
"Jesse? Is someone at the d..."
"Ah, Mr. Ylva, am I right?"
"Who are you?"
"Come now, sir. You must know who I am seeing is how you lived among the Greeks for so long."
"I have not seen you while my family has lived in Greece. Now, what have you done to my daughter?!" Mr. Ylva demanded.
"She had merely fainted."
"I'll ask you again...sir...who are you?"
Mrs. Ylva came downstairs.
"Paul, who is...Jesse!"
Jesse began to wake up. She moaned and rubbed her head. But, when she saw who was carrying her, her eyes closed again and her body fell limp.
"What have you done..."
"Why don't we discuss this over tea? Hm?" Cronus offered. He carried Jesse into the living room and placed her on the couch. He then motioned for Mr. and Mrs. Ylva to join him in the kitchen.
"I assure you, I am not here to harm any of members of your family. I am simply visiting," Cronus assured them.
Mr. and Mrs. Ylva sat down at the kitchen table and watched in slight terror as their unexpected house guest made tea cups, a tea pot, sugar, milk and spoons appear on the table with a wave of his hand.
"Okay. You know who we are, but we don't know who you are," Mr. Ylva said.
Cronus waved his hand over his tea cup again and it turned into a silver goblet with a strange liquid in it. He picked it up and, seeing the scared expressions on the humans' faces, smiled.
"Nectar. The drink of the gods," Cronus replied.
Mrs. Ylva gasped. Cronus smiled again.
"It can't be," Mrs. Ylva gasped.
"What is it, honey?" Mr. Ylva asked.
"You're...you're...but...how?"
"Hannah?"
"You're Cronus," Mrs. Ylva whispered in horror.
"Cronus? The god of time? That's impossible," Mr. Ylva said.
"Impossible? Then, how would you explain your daughter's strange behavior?" Cronus asked.
"Jesse doesn't..."
"Not that daughter, Mr. Ylva. I believe you have more than one daughter," Cronus cut in.
Husband and wife glanced at each other. Cronus took a sip of nectar.
"What do you know about Selene that we don't?" Mrs. Ylva asked.
"I am very glad you asked," Cronus replied.
"Mom and Dad are going to kill me!"
Selene dashed home. How could she have been so stupid? Why tonight of all nights? She had been out with Neil again, only this time they had gone on a double date with Archie and Atlanta. It had run too late and now Selene was sporting a major headache because of it.
She ran up the front steps and opened the door.
"What do you know about Selene that we don't?"
Selene frowned. She looked into the living room and saw Jesse out cold on the couch. Feeling fear gripping her heart, Selene quietly made her way over to the kitchen door.
"I am very glad you asked."
Selene felt her breath catch in her throat. She had heard that voice before. She heard it shortly after leaving Neil near the outdoor cafe. What did Neil call him? Cronus?
"Oh no," Selene thought in horror.
"Your daughter has a special gift," she heard Cronus say.
"She's a fantastic artist," Mr. Ylva began.
"I'm not talking about her drawing ability. I'm talking about her bloodline," Cronus interrupted.
Selene felt her heart completely stop.
"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Ylva asked slowly.
"Ever heard of Lykon?" Cronus replied.
"He...was the king of Arcadia," Mr. Ylva answered.
"Until the mighty Zeus turned him into a werewolf because of his cannibalistic eating habits. However, oddly, his werewolf blood managed to get passed on," Cronus explained.
"That's impossible," Mrs. Ylva argued.
"Then, how do you explain Selene's inhuman hearing? Her unnatural sense of danger? Her ability to sense when others are scared or frightened? Or her athletic ability?" Cronus asked. "There is werewolf in her veins, my dear people."
Selene glanced out the window. The clouds rolled back to reveal the full moon. Her eyes widened in horror.
Cronus looked up as footsteps thundered up the stairs.
"I do believe your little she-wolf is home," he said.
I think that's all for this chapter. It might not have been as long as I had wanted it to be, but, it's all I could think of putting in right now. So, what do you think?