Bri's POV

I sat there feeling completely hopeless as I watched Hannah run away. Will we ever be able to recover from this? I stared at the open doorway before I pulled myself up. "Don't go after her, I have to do it." Zach told me sternly taking a step towards the door.

"Sorry, but she's not your responsibility." I told him making my legs move towards the doorway.

"She's not yours either." He said looking at me. "I have to protect her, it is my responsibility."

"Well, sorry to burst your bubble Zach. But I have a issue with not listening to people." I told him shoving past. He caught my hand and pulled me back gently.

"Briana, you can't. If you get hurt I would feel horrible." He told me trying to tug me back even more.

"If Hannah gets hurt, it's my fault." I said yanking out of his grasp. "What I did made her leave. I'm the one that has to fix this, no one else. I can't let people do things for me anymore."

"Briana-" He started to say but I cut him off. "No, Zach just stop right there. I will blast you with my powers if I have to."

He paled a bit. "You have no idea how to use them."

"I can figure out," I gritted my teeth and took another step towards him. "Just watch me." With that I spun on my heel and took off after Hannah. I heard Zach yell after me as I ran faster. I felt tears burn the back of my throat. Don't you dare cry again. I told myself bursting out the doors.

The gray sky overhead filled me with instant dread. I hated gray skies, it was just so much like death. I shook off the feeling and started running again feeling my muscles work. I heard muffled yells of frustration. Hannah.

It had to be her, it just had to be. But who was she screaming at? I worried. I darted around the corner and saw a tall guy looming over her. Protective instincts flooded my logical mind and I found myself kicking the guy in the back. He went down with a loud thump, face grinding into the ground. I gave a satisfied sigh as I nudged him with my foot.

Someone grabbed my shoulder and yanked me back. I stumbled back into someone's chest. My eyes narrowed as I looked up to see Zach. "I told you not to run off."

"I told you I'd blast you with my powers."

"There's no water around here, you can't." He told me trying not to grin.

"Its about to rain."

"No its not." He answered quickly darting his eyes to Hannah then the body. "Is that- Adien, what happened?"

No response.

"He was all looming over Hannah like a creepy shadow, I knocked him down." I smiled up at Zach. I just realized he was taller then me, he was taller by a lot. He looked back at me something flickering in his eyes. "He's from Half-Blood."

"Oh, I'm sorry." I muttered at my feet. I felt Hannah's heavy gaze on me. A warm hand touched my shoulder gently. Startled I looked up into Zach's brown eyes. "He probably deserved it." His breath was hot on my ear as he whispered. I felt a blush rise up on my cheeks. Suppressing a shiver I stepped to the side. He seemed overly amused. My hand itched to turn and smack him.

Instead I turned to Mr. Unconscious and leaned over him. "He's kind of hot, Hannah."

She said nothing but I heard Zach snicker. I shot him a glare over my shoulder to shut him up. I lifted my fingers over his face led by ancient power, as water poured from them. How I did it? I will never know.

The guy's eyes fluttered and cracked open. "Hiya," I greeted him quietly.

"Briana: The rebel, mean twin," he raised his eyebrows, "overprotective too?"

I rocked back on my heels, brushing my hair from my face. "How do you know who I am?"

He whistled as he sat up. "Adien, son of Aries." Adien outstretched his hand. I raised my eyebrows and he let it fall. "Quite a kick you got there."

"You didn't need to," Hannah said sharply.

"Need to what? Knock this guy on his butt when he was looming over you? I mean looming is creepy enough, but yelling in your face? I'm gonna step in. I can take care of myself, I took lessons. You didn't. You can't even hurt a freakin' fly. Do you think you'd be able to get a guy to stop?"

"I can now," she whispered fiercely. "At least I'm not reckless and irresponsible. I can get stuff done without my fists, maybe that's why guys' like me more. Because you Briana, are practically a boy."

I didn't flinch, but those words, they struck my emotional armor hard. A crack sounded through the alley. It took me a second to realize I had slapped Hannah. Her head was snapped to the side, the side of her cheek red from my hand. "Witch," I said through my teeth.

I turned and stalked away. "Stupid Hannah," I grumbled as I kicked a stray can. Soft footfalls behind me told me they were following. I turned to find Zach closet to me. "When do we leave?"

"The sooner the better. Do you want to drop by your house?"

"All I want right now is to be as far away from the city as I can." I looked up at him through my lashes. "Zach," I started weakly, "I don't want this life."

His fingers brushed my cheek briefly. "I know." His golden hair shimmered under the moon. "Let's get moving."

Hannah's - I had to stop saying that- our mom had packed us each a bag. "I found a bunch of clothes you left here." She murmured handing me the duffel bag. I nodded, and turned away feeling cold.

The train ride took an eternity before it screeched to a stop. We hopped off in utter silence. "Ok Adien, make yourself useful, go get a rental car." Zach said pulling something out some cash.

Noticing something odd about him, I moved towards him. "Aren't Satyrs supposed to have goat-y legs?"

He stared at me a long moment. "Yes," was all he said though. I nodded then turned away to look at Hannah.

Her hair was braided in pigtail, her face looked tired and sad. "Do you want to go change out of these clothes?"

I tugged my shirt up over my belly button. "Why go to the bathroom? We can put on a show and change here."

I earned a smile as she pulled my shirt down. "Loser, we're not porn stars."

"Aw, no show?" a chilly voice asked behind me. I turned quickly to find myself nose to nose with a guy. "You're Briana, right?"

I took a step back quickly. "Why do all these people know my name?"

"You're famous luv, almost as famous as me." He smiled briefly.

"Who are you exactly?" I asked quickly as I studied him. He let his eyes rake down my body slowly. Slower than I would have liked. His curly black hair was sticking up like a little boy's when he woke. Black eyes that seemed to swallow the entire universe and iris with them. His sin was deathly pale, but no where it made him look sick. It suited him, actually.

I could see myself reflected in his pit less eyes. But, I looked more like a ghost of who I am.

"Find anything interesting? I did." He murmured holding my gaze. "I'm Hades son, Bones, if you were wondering." He told me catching my hand in a icy grip. His lips brushed it firmly as a chill licked its way down my spine.