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It is time for me to take greek mythology into my own hands ladies and gentlemen.

Sandy was one fast griffin. Flying over mountains and valleys, we approached New Olympia in matter of hours. I parked her outside in the nearby forest, telling her to stay hidden. And I left her to enter the city, and find my girlfriend.

The city was easy to get into. It wasn't known for it's massive suburbs like Toronto or any other massive city. My midday, I was downtown. Now, I had heard many rumours about New Olympia. It was known as a poor and crime infested concrete hellhole. I always thought that the rumours were exaggerated.

Hell was I wrong.

I saw hundreds of people, many younger than me, begging on the streets. Some of the buildings were boarded up and were forgotten about. There was one skyscraper which had a massive chunk missing from it. It must had never been rebuilt after the war. The streets smelt of sewage and while there were cars on the road, not many were more fancy than an cheap sedan. There a young man, cigarette in mouth, playing Nirvana on a rustic guitar. The place seemed unwashed, forgotten by the rest of the world. It was like a slum. Nobody that I passed seemed to smile much. Shops were open and running, but there were countless people outside of the waiting to pickpocket or beg for food. It was hard to watch, the poverty and chaos of this town. Despite the need of the people, many of the wealthier citizens seemed to avoid helping any of the people. I saw one middle aged man, a little on the heavy side walk past a beggar who asked for food. He just spat at the feet of the beggar and told him to sod off. There was so much wrong and misfortune in this city. It used to be at the height of everything around 30 years ago. Just looking around, one thought came by me;

This has to change.

I came across another problem; where the hell was Ashlynn? She could have been anywhere within the 4 million people who lived here. It could take days, maybe weeks to find her. I remembered what she said in her letter.

You know where to find me.

The day passed. I checked almost the entire waterfront for her. The water there was polluted and full of garbage. You could see people scavenging for anything that the Pacific Ocean washed up. Whether it was a dead fish or a sixpack of empty beer cans, they were there, trying to find things to make money or to feed on. The sun was setting in the far distance, giving off a pink sky above the ruined city. While I had money, finding a hotel or motel would not be easy. I decided to grab a coffee and keep on looking.

The search for an open coffee shop sent me back into the city center. I came across a crossroad, which appeared to be a more business part of the city, as there was a little more wealth in the cars and clothing of the people around me. Even still, I saw no smiles on the faces of these people. I walked down the street, I noticed a Starbucks on the far end of the street. I began to pick up my pace when I heard a voice.

"Looking for someone?" I had heard that voice before. I turned around to see the speaker. It was an old bald man with a long face. He was the man from the vision. It was the Oracle.

"You- you're the oracle. Correct?" The man nodded.

"I know you have many questions Herry. But bring your friend back here when you find her. You both need to know the answers I have."

"So do you know where she is?" The man stared at me. He beckoned me closer with his fingers. When I saw closer, he leaned forward, inches from my face.

"You don't need ME to find her, the power is within you." He lifted his glasses to reveal glowing orbs instead of eyes, scaring the living shit out of me. I stepped back in fear. I knew that quote before. H ewas talking about my telepathic ability. He said the same thing to my mother.

Of course, I could have tracked her with my telepathic abilities. I felt extremely dumb for not thinking of it before. I decided to focus my mind. I concentrated on her characteristics; red hair, pale skin, blue eyes, curvy shape. I felt something. A warm and fuzzy feeling to my left. Not too far. I saw the oracle's face grow a smile. The first one all day. It was warm and wise.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" Smiling back, I began running up the street. The feeling felt stronger and stronger as I cot closer. Several city blocks later, I wound up in front of a old, worn out church. I walked in. It was dark and empty, except for one, pretty redhead sitting in a bench at the front, unaware of my presence. Her head was held low.

"Even after all this, you still pray to god?" I broke the ice. She turned her head immediately and her eyes lit up the whole place. She booked it right to me and hugged me as tightly as she could. I held her back in affection.

Still hugging me, she spoke, " I wasn't expecting you for a few weeks." I laughed.

"I had a some extra help." I said. We departed from the embrace, looking right at each other. I wanted to kiss her so badly, it hurt. But I held it back for then.

"I'm sorry that I left you in the hospital, but I had Medea hot on my trail. She hasn't followed me in here, but I think it's because Its dangerous enough around here. I lost my wallet last night to a mugger. The city is littered with gangs, and I think that our friends the McSweeneys are around too."

"Don't worry, after the way we beat them last time, they would do well to avoid us." I joked, "So, where have you been sleeping?"

She shrugged. "Here. The place is abandoned and nobody comes in."

I checked my ipod. The times was 10:35. "I found the oracle. Maybe he has a more comfortable place to stay." She nodded with a smile. We had come across most of the second largest country in the world for this moment. This Oracle better have the answers we were looking for. The myths said that he knew everything. Past, present and future. It was time to put that to the test.

We walked up the silent street. Nobody was out but we were not mugged or stuck up. Lucky us. The oracle was under a street lamp at his stall, waiting for us. Of course, he knew that we were coming.

"You shouldn't underestimate your powers Herry, you have unlimited potential." The oracle said, "you both have many questions. I will answer them, but it is too dangerous out here. Come with me." He stepped up from his stool and beckoned us to follow him into a small woden door which sent us up to a tiny flat above an out of buisness bank. We sat down on a old couch as he made us both some coffee. We gladly accepted the cups of caffeine and he sat down on the wooden armchair opposite us.

"First things first Oracle, how are my parents?" Asked Ashlynn.

"In hiding. They put your brothers in the refuge of Pan's house and they have taken off North." The old man replied without hesitation. He looked at me.

"You, my friend have come a long way to see me. I know what your next question is. Who is this unspoken one?" He pulled the words out of my mouth.

"Well, who is he?"

"Do you children know the story of the titans?" The oracle asked us.

Ashlynn nodded. "Yes. There were twelve titans, Cronuis was king and they were overthrown by the Olympian gods."

The Oracle shook his head. "Nay, that is where you are wrong dear child. There was one other. Hidden from the knowledge of mortals since the dawn of time."

The room felt silent. Ashlynn and I stared at each other. A secret had been kept by the gods for millions of years. This was going to get good.

"What was his name?" I asked.

The Oracle explained. "We dare not say his real name, for such a name is too dangerous to even mutter. We only know of him as the titan of darkness. All things evil." The oracle looked at me. "You've met him already. He gave you that scar." I clutched my shoulder. Ashlynn suddenly noticed my massive tattoo and gaped with both her mouth and her eyes.

"The titan of darkness was the second youngest of Gaia's offspring next to Cronus. Before he discovered his true power, the family of gods was happy and peaceful. There were no quarrels or negative feelings. Once Cronus came along, their father Oranos favoured him more than the others. The only one to feel jealousy was of course, Darkness. How about we call him that? As of that point, the other Titans didn'tthink of him as much. More like a defective child. This made Darkness angry at his family. To exact revenge, he turned Gaia against her husband and made Cronus cut off his ballsack." Shivers went down my spine at that thought. The Oracle chuckled. "This caused chaos amongst the titan family. They didn't realize that Darkness was all behind this. he was very dissapointed when Cronus ended up at the top of the food chain. Cronus was at first a benevolent ruler, but darkness's power was growing. He managed to corrupt Cronus and turn him into a ruthless tyrant. So ruthless and power thirsty that he ate all his children. all of course except for Zeus. Rhea, Cronus's wife was the first to notice what Darkness was doing. So she tricked Cronus into eating a rock instead of Zeus. Zeus was born and raised, aware of Darkness's tricks and mischief. He was the second to learn to resist the evil urge. Then the first Titan war broke out and Darkness sat at the sidelines, absorbing power from all the hatred and chaos. When Zeus finally defeated Cronus, the darkness once again missed his chance to become ruler. But Zeus was aware of Darkness. They began to negotiate a deal to prevent another war between them and a powerful and power hungry titan of Darkness. the end result, was pandoras box. Darkness knew that mortal curiosity would unleash the containts of the box, which were all parts of his soul, but it was not his entire soul. The other part of the deal was that darkness would go into exile. Not from breaking the rules, but so he could sleep in peace and absorb the chaos of the mortals to keep him content. He has slept for millennia, until 29 years ago, when Cronus escaped, unleashing a wave of chaos enough to wake the titan up from his slumber. When he was released, Cronus also made a deal with Darkness despite their rivalry. To urge workers of the gods to his side. Darkness continued to keep a low profile. He was not as strong as he was after the titan war and was not yet ready to challenge Zeus. But he managed to encourage a few of the workers of the gods to Cronus' side like Arachne, many giants, Typhon, and many more. Darkness also had a few goes at the seven heroes. They were resilient to his power, but eventually, he managed to get at one of them..."

"My mother." I finished. The oracle nodded.

"Dear Theresa was weak from the frustration and stress, so Darkness targeted her. She almost destroyed the gods and the universe, she was stopped just in time by your father Jay. When Cronus was defeated in the second Titan war, or the war of New Olympia, Darkness had grown in power. He has been using the weak economy and structure of this city to his advantage. Creating chaos and multiplying his income of it. he is growing, even as we speak. Soon, he will be stong enough to overthrow Zeus and plunge this world into a surface version of tartarus. If life on earth is to survive, you must stop him." His glowing eyes were right at me.

"Me? How the hell am I going to defeat the god of darkness?" I asked, clueless of how to do such a task.

"Herry, if you haven't noticed, you are not a normal person anymore. Your father, as of April, became a god. That makes you-"

"A demigod." I finished. Ashlynn, who of course didn't know until that second that my dad was a god, was rolling everything back in her head, like I did in the cave.

"The first one in many millennia, my boy. There is a reason why demigods are thought of as great heroes. Demigods, have a resistance to darkness's power. It is not make you unstoppable from him, but he does not affect you like he would affect anybody else. That is the reason you escaped that cave with your life."

Ashlynn coughed purposely. The oracle smiled.

"And of course ashlynn. Herry you are favoured by the gods, have loyal friends, and you are the only demigod alive. Only you can stop him."

I stuttered. "B-but, How?"

The oracle shrugged. "Every god has a weakness, a physical object, that can potentially kill them. even Zeus has one, but it is a secret only I know and am not really allowed to tell anyways."

"So what is darkness's horcrux?" asked Ashlynn. I laughed. The two did seem very similar.

"It is the weapon of the man he hates the most." Said the Oracle. "The scythe of Cronus. Made of obsidian and gold. Possesion of the now deceased god of time."

"So, we need to get this scythe and kill him with it?" I asked.

The oracle shook his head. "No, you must destroy it. There is only one place where that can be done. Mount Olympus. Deep within the mountain, there is a chamber of lava where the weapons of the titans were forged. Zeus claimed the mountain to prevent the flow of weapons to the titans. It eventually became their home."

"I see." said ashlynn.

The Oracle spoke on. "Casting the weapon into the lava will destroy it. Not only is it the flaw for Darkness, but the power of Cronus remains within it. Should Cronus regain possesion of it, his powers will return and he will stop at nothing until Mount Olympus is in ruins. And his "horcrux"is not as simple as Darkness's."

"Why are you telling us that?" I asked.

"Because where the hell do you think Cronus' scythe is? It is not in his possesion, but it is with him, in the underworld."

"But that means-"

"YOU will have to go into the underworld and take it."

"But how-"

"That is enough for one night thank you. You two can sleep here fr tonight, but I do know somewhere that you can stay. He handed me a note with an address.

22 Wallard Street,

Brownstone Quarter

New Olympia

I put the paper in my pocket. I looked up, and the old man was gone. I checked the clock, it was late. I decided to lay down on the couch, ready to sleep almost instantly. Ashlynn rested her head on my chest. I wrapped my arm around her slender body and she snuggled in closer. At that point, we were both sound asleep.

You have no idea how long that took to come up with or write, so I expect some opinions on my new addition to greek mythology.

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