A/N: Alright. If none of you know any of the gods or goddesses I mentioned in the last chapter, Adonis is the god of beauty and desire and Dike is the goddess of justice, a goddess of the seasons, and a goddess guarding the gates of heaven. That's pretty much it. Please help me get to five reviews. only five people. Please and thank you because I know you guys are going to do it. Any questions, review or PM me, and I will answer it in the story, PM you back, and will probably put it on my profile as well. Also, any ideas that I use from you guys, or any thoughts you want to put out there, I will also recognize you. Please, in your review just write: TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN and I will post it. Thanks and love you guys, Ciao!
"So how are you, Princess?" asks Nate. I stop short.
"What." I say. I don't even ask him, I say it. And then I keep walking. He walks backwards to look at me.
"Well, Alpha was kind of the god of the universe which made him the King, and therefore makes you a princess, and isn't your mother Princess Jenna?"
I pin him against a column. "Would you feel at all offended if I pushed you off of this pavilion?"
"No. Not really." he says. I was seriously considering it, but then I thought that Athena had probably given me him for a reason.
"And just to be clear, my mother was a low-life wannabe who was scratching lottery cards until she married Prince Liam. she was just a person who couldn't bear to get off of her high horse and go to work, so she decided to test fate and I guess it worked to some degree. At least now she has everything she ever wanted. A palace, a husband, jewels, money. As you can probably guess, I was never on that list." And I let him go.
I keep walking and he comes next to me and slings his arm across my shoulders. "You really want to get pushed off of a cliff, don't you? Because, you are persistent. Or did you just make some kind of deal with the Fates or something?"
"Nah. I just really like you."
"Yep. Leave it to a son of Adonis to be cocky and not believe I would push him off."
"If you were going to push me off, you would have done so already."
"Intuitive. I like you just a smidge more. Even though I'm mad at you, you always will have potential. We're just too much alike not to be friends."
"Well, that's nice."
"So, you guys having a nice snuggle with your words?" asks Lyn boredly.
"Yes." replies Nate. "It's amazing, wouldn't you agree, Anna?"
"The time of my life." I roll my eyes. "Any of you want to join us?"
Mason raises his hand. "I'm allergic to anything that remotely comes close to being stupid."
"Oh. Okay then. In that case," I look at Nate. "You should go jump off. He should be dead by now, lucky baby goat he is."
"Alright. Let's do this." Nate rubs his hands together and crouches.
"No seriously guys, quit it. I wanna get off of Olympus. It's been 20 minutes." says Mason.
"Hey." I raise my hands in mock surrender. "You're the one supposed to be keeping us in line."
"True. True. I have failed at my only purpose in life." He responds. Lyn just laughs.
"You sure you're not allergic to yourself, Mason?"
"That is completely possible, and incredibly logical. That might be why I'm always getting rashes. Especially places only I usually think myself." He jokes.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yeah, like my cerebral contexntual and stuff."
"Seriously?" I ask, amazed.
"yeah."
"Why do you personally only think of that place?"
"Because. It doesn't exist."
"Oh I get you now. Except now I know, thanks a lot."
"You are so very welcome." He smiles. "Yeah, contexntual isn't even a real word."
"You. Are. Kidding." I say.
"Get out of here." says Lyn.
"She was serious." I goad him.
"Alright, alright. Let's go already, I'm sure Zeus is pissed right about now." says Mason.
"Why do you think I'm doing it?" I ask him genuinely.
"I second that... question." agrees Nate.
"The whole lot of you are worthless." says Lyn, but I can tell she's warming up to us... Just a smidge.
"We're off to see the wizard." sings Nate. He looped his arm in mine and is dragging me down the streets of Brooklyn, because he is skipping and I am not. I suddenly stop short by a thought and Nate keeps pulling.
"Nate, stop." I say. He keeps dragging me. "No seriously, Nate quit it." He finally stops, hearing the urgency in my voice.
"What is it?" asks Mason.
"I just realized we have no idea on where to start."
"Oh. Yeah. That is a problem." says Nate, frowning. He sits and pouts beside a brick building.
"We've been walking for 2 hours and," Mason checks his watch. "Eleven minutes and you still haven't figured that out?"
"Are you saying that you figured it out before then?" I ask him, feeling slightly betrayed.
"Sorta."
"Why didn't you say anything you little-" Lyn explodes. So she's a hot-head too. Welcome to the family.
"Lyn, calm, calm." She closes her mouth but her looks are enough to get her words across.
"Seriously, Mason. We're not even 3 hours into this and you couldn't tell us something that could've helped us?"
"Look, I'm sorry."
"Mason. Just next time... Tell us. Like it or not-"
"For some of us not." Lyn volunteers.
"We are a team. We have to tell each other things. I'm not talking about your favorite care bear or whatever, I'm just saying we all need to have each other's backs and-"
"Anna watch out!" shouts Nate and all of a sudden I'm covered with something equivalent to fairy dust. Glittery and gross.
"Like," I wipe the gunk off of my leather jacket. "That. Let's move."
"Don't you want to know what it was?" asks Nate.
"No."
"Why not?" he pouts and he stops walking. I walk faster.
"Keep moving!" I shout.
"Why not?" asks Mason.
"How long have you known you were a demigod?" I ask him.
"Since I was twelve."
"I've known since I was six. Until I was eight, my brothers and sisters took care of me. I take you knew around eight or nine, too, Lyn."
"Nine." she affirms.
"see. She understands. We can't keep still. If one of us as stupid as that monster got on us, than you be rest assured others are coming as well, and they will be a heck of a lot smarter than the one Nate just disintegrated."
"Are you discounting my kill?"
"Big words. But no, I am not. I'm just saying you better pray that it-" I gesture behind me. "Wasn't the hardest thing for you to kill."
"Who are your siblings?" asks Lyn.
"Finally an intelligent question."
"Who?" asks Lyn.
"I'd prefer not to say."
"But you just said that was an intelligent question."
"Mhmm. The intelligent questions are never the ones that are answered. Because if they were answered, we'd have no reason to ask them." I turn a corner at a brisk pace. "Besides, sometimes questions can ruin tentative alliances, or strong friendships. It's like Joe asking his best friend who killed Molly and his best friend told him that it was him."
"Thanks for that graphic example."
"Any other example you would've asked about. Now you're just grateful for me giving you one. You won't ask because you are way to disturbed of my way of thinking."
A/N: Alright, so I will be starting Letters To up again, but instead of it just being percy Jackson characters, it can be characters in my story, and it is still pending, but maybe other authors' stories to! I hope you all check it out, R&R, thanks and love you guys so so much. Merry Christmas!