Eva's P.O.V:
"Work with me Eva. Help me redefine the world, help me bring a new order, one that'll surpass even your precious Gods." Jacques asked.
"No." Eva said firmly, staring at Jacques with clear distaste.
She was leaning against the stone wall of her cell. Her knees were pressed up to her chest and she was tipping her head up to look at the rather dull ceiling. Jacques was standing outside. His back was ram rod straight; the look on his face just flashed eternal constipation. With his pursed lips, narrowed eyes and stiff, pencil thin eyebrows.
"I deeply encourage you to reconsider my offer, Eva." Jacques forewarned crossing his arms over his chest tightly.
"Well you know what I'm encouraging you to do? I'm encouraging you to shove your offer right where the sun don't shine." Eva replied ignoring the way Jacques scowled.
"Sass will get you know where girl!" Jacques spat his face contorted in barely concealed rage.
"Aw to bad, at least it got a rise out of you." Eva retorted grinning lazily.
"Will you be this brave when you see your brother I wonder?" Jacques asked a dark look passing over his face.
"Brother?" Eva questioned, worry flashing quickly over her face.
"One way or another you will help me Eva. As it seems asking nicely didn't work, so I'll just have to take more drastic measures, won't I?" Jacques replied a crooked grin appearing on his face.
"I swear to Apollo if you hurt him, not even Zeus will be able to help you!" Eva shouted standing up abruptly; staring Jacques down with a brutal stare.
"I won't, if you help me mon chéri." Jacques drawled dusting imaginary dirt off of his suit.
Eva swallowed thickly, weighing her options down in her head. If she didn't help him she risked serving her brother bleeding and broken on a silver platter. If she did join them she could be condemning the world to anarchy. But if she didn't join them she'd be out of the loop, by joining them she'd be on the inside at least until Will and Charlie could get there to save her neck.
Eva sighed heavily and ran a hand through her hair, before looking Jacques directly in the eyes.
"Alright I'll help you," Eva said.
"Good, I'll set about getting yo-"
"On one condition," Eva interrupted, "you show me Kian."
Jacques scowled at the interruption, but nonetheless nodded his head passively.
"Alright, you can see your brother."
Eva smiled tightly and stood up as Jacques pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked her cell. She followed Jacques dutifully as he lead her out of her "containment area" and into a narrow hall. The walls of the hall were painted a cream colour with a deep, blue carpet squishing underneath her feet. The walls were blank, giving the hall a depressing outlook.
Eva was getting the feeling that whoever owned this house was not a particularly interesting person. They reached the end of the hall and Jacques directed her into an open room on the left. She followed him into the room and raised her eyebrows at what she found.
"Are you serious?" Eva questioned scowling at the piece of clothing that sat innocently in front of her.
"You don't expect me to walk you down the street in those clothes do you? We'll be circus freaks!" Jacques said meeting her fiery gaze with one just as hard.
Eva contemplated his response before reluctantly picking up the blue dress and cardigan.
She was going to look like a disgustingly, preppy cheerleader. Eva all but kicked Jacques out of the room and slammed the door after him. Slowly taking off her shorts and shirt, replacing them with the blue dress and cardigan. She opened the door and scowled as Jacques handed her a pair of white strapped shoes and a pair of white socks. Eva hastily pulled them on and completely disregarded Jacques' appraising gaze.
"Alright you look passable." Jacques said pulling her towards a door opposite the room she was just in.
She took in a breath as she was introduced to the outside world. He led her along the short, grass and towards the gleaming pavement. It was bright outside and she was surrounded by bustling people and a cloudy sky. Upon further notice she found that the house she was staying was just a tiny apartment with little to know windows.
Jacques scowled impatiently and practically dragged her passed briskly, walking people and across a busy road. She jogged to catch up with him, staring around in wonder.
He continued to pull her down the street pausing to talk to the odd man or women as they went. After a ten or so minute walk Eva found herself standing in front of a small law firm, simply titled "Villier and Co."
Eva was led through the door and into a small waiting room. Jacques didn't stop to greet the receptionist, simply brushing past the poor women. He led her to a closed door where she could hear loud arguing.
"Wait here, I'll grab you when the Monsieur is ready." Jacques spat opening the door and scuttling in.
Eva puffed out a sigh and leant against the wall. She ran an uneasy hand through her hair and tried to ignore the loud argument. Something about equipment loss and not meeting a quota. How screwed was she going to be if Will didn't come find her soon?
Nico's P.O.V:
Nico picked up Kian's copy of "Macbeth" and lazily flicked through the pages. It'd been an hour and Nico thought it safe to assume Kian was probably dead. He'd decided against going outside to find him, considering that wouldn't go down well. He stared at the clock for the umpteenth time and was about to resume his book skimming, when a loud thump caught his attention. Nico looked up wide eyed and stood up as he heard voices coming from the door.
"Damnit Will! Get your heavy pale butt off of me!" A girl's voice shouted, sounding similar to that of Charlie's.
"Well I'm sorry that Percy and Wyatt here have no stomach for time travel!" Will shouted back.
Nico's heart did a little skip as he recognised Will's voice. Wasn't his voice just perfect? Like sweet honey running through your brain soothingly .
"Di immortales! Will just push them off of you!" Charlie screeched, sounding a little crushed.
Will let out a broken sigh, before straining to push Wyatt and Percy's unconscious forms off of him. Nico took a moment before quietly walking towards the door and slamming it open.
Nico smiled inwardly as Charlie and Will squeaked loudly, turning to face him with varying faces of shock. Nico didn't even blink at the situation in front of him, he hadn't really expected anything less, it being Charlie, Wyatt, Will and now Percy.
Will was leaning against the stairs panting harshly and staring at Nico like a lost treasure. Charlie was glaring at Will, while smiling brightly at Nico. Percy was snoring, face down on the concrete steps. While Wyatt had rolled onto the grass, dead to the world.
"Your alive!" Will shouted grinning happily as he stood up crookedly.
"No shit Sherlock." Charlie muttered sarcastically, standing up and kicking Percy roughly in the side.
Percy bolted up wide eyed, and groaned as he eyed Charlie evilly.
"You're worse then Annabeth," Percy scowled.
"I'll take that as a compliment." Charlie replied smiling sweetly.
It took Percy a moment but after a few second he seemed to realise Nico's appearance.
"Nico!" Percy exclaimed rushing up onto his feet and pushing past Will to bring Nico into a bone crushing hug.
"Nice to see you too!" Nico choked.
Had Percy forgotten his soulful confession from earlier? It appeared so.
"Well are you going to let us in?" Charlie asked impatiently, motioning to the house offhandedly.
"Oh yeah," Nico said opening the door wider to let them in.
Percy walked in first seemingly excited, Charlie followed him and Will walked in after giving Nico a blinding smile. He was about to shut the door when he noticed Wyatt lying on the grass.
"Wyatt get off your ass and get inside!" Nico shouted not even waiting for him to wake up, he simply left the door open and walked inside.