A/N: If you're wondering where I've been I've primarily been focusing on original fiction recently and uh... vampire knight fanfiction. Its an anime that's up on netflix and if you enjoyed twilight you're pretty much guaranteed to enjoy vampire knight. And if you enjoy it you can take a look at those fanfics I've written for it lol. Anyway, I've been severly lacking inspiration for TTOE, but honestly, you guys still keep responding so I know I need to dig myself out of my hole and write some more for this story. If you have any questions, leave them in the reviews and I'll PM you the answer. As always, please FAVE, Follow, and (!) REVIEW (!). Let me know what you think, and enjoy! :)

A car could be heard coming up the drive and Enyalius left Honos and Verida inside as he stepped outside onto the porch. It was a volvo, and his mother's mortal form could be seen through the windshield as it pulled up. The driver was a vampire with copper colored hair and he looked pissed.

Bella stepped out of the car and Enyalius pulled the mortal host into a hug.

"Hey, Bells." he chuckled and she laughed.

"Hey, Lius." she greeted and pulled back as the vampire stepped out of the car.

"Bella, who is this?" the copper haired prick demanded and Enyalius glared at him.

"I am Lius," Enyalius stated, "Who are you, vampire?"

The vampire appeared taken aback, but settled on glaring at the god before holding his hand out, "Edward Cullen."

Enyalius took his hand but gave no sign of pain as the vampire attempted to crush his own.

Edward looked to Bella, "Bella, did you tell him about us?"

Bella shook her head, "Lius is a friend of the pack."

That wasn't completely true; he was more of a patron of sorts. Not that the Quileutes were aware, however. Classified under his own domain and currently his father's.

Perhaps he'd announce himself to them. What with a new pack, of course.

Edward had a look of constipation of his face and Enyalius laughed.

"What's the matter, Edward? Upset you can't read my mind?" Enyalius taunted and the vampire looked like he wanted to punch him.

Edward inhaled and a look of hunger and anger appeared on his face.

"Bella, he smells like you." he told his mother's host and Bella feigned a look of surprise.

"And Garrett is here." the vampire announced and Enyalius put a fake smile on his face to deal with this Edwardian prick.

"Garrett is here, he's with my baby sister."

Well, it wasn't technically a lie.

"You would leave a vampire who feeds on humans around a baby?" Edward so eloquently critiqued and Enyalius narrowed his eyes even further on the cold one.

"Yes, because just because you have sub-par control means that the fully-satisfied-with-his-diet-other-vampire can't keep himself from eating a baby."

The god couldn't bite back his smirk when he glimpsed the reaction of the other vampire.

Edward froze and looked like he was about to attack the deity, but his mother's host simply placed a hand on his shoulder and he relaxed, letting out a long exaggerated breath.

He turned to Bella.

"I'll be staying home tonight, love, so I won't be able to stay, but if you felt like it, I'm sure Alice would love to have you spend the night." Edward suggested and Bella looked at Enyalius.

He nodded and Bella agreed, running inside and up the stairs to pack a bag. Enyalius kept his smirk on the vampire.

Edward glared at him.

"How are the mutts doing?"

Enyalius wasn't fazed, "As far as I'm aware of it they are perfectly fine. How is the Volturi problem going?"

Edward narrowed his gaze further, "Did Bella tell you about that?"

"I heard it from a birdy, Bella didn't have to."

Bella, just Bella and not Enyo, appeared back in the doorway with her backpack packed with clothes and her supplies for school. She waved to Enyalius and they were gone.

Enyalius sighed and stepped back into the house.

"I thought Mother couldn't be free of her host without leaving it bland." He wondered, walking into the kitchen where Honos held Verida in a seat by the table.

Honos looked up, Verida wrapped tight in his arms. The baby girl giggled as he bounced her up and down in his lap. Enyalius smiled at his father.

"We all have that ability, Enyalius. You've just never felt the need to explore that branch of abilities. But here; technically you can do three things with a host. One, you may push the entirety of yourself into it, leaving it hollow on its own. Two, you may only push a part of yourself into the host, leaving room for an additional spirit to occupy it. And before you ask, as deities, we are the most powerful entity to occupy it, so naturally our will is chief. Third, you may at times occupy a host, but allow it to be occupied completely at times by another entity."

"Then who is Bella being occupied by?"

"A reincarnated female spirit by the name of Isabelle. I believe her last lifetime was spent in eighteenth century france. You must agree, it does explain why she is so pleased to be in a relationship with Edward of all people, what with his edwardian morals and such. Probably the closest she'll come to being back in her own time." Honos trailed off.

"And you?"

Honos quirked a brow, "Me what?"

Enyalius sighed, "How is your host occupied? Your host is similar to your own form, but it is not the same, and I would be a fool not to notice."

Honos laughed, "I personally crafted a body in a similar form and placed it, in its infant form, in the belly of a pregnant human, occupying it slowly over time as it grew. The soul that once inhabited it with me before has since passed on, leaving it to me as the sole inhabitant. When it was turned into a vampire, which I allowed to sate my curiosity, I was impressed with the 'upgrade' it gave me, so I have felt little need to leave it as it allows me to still fight in wars when I wish it. Though not as endurable as my natural form, it has its benefits. If you want to continue this little chat, we should bring Peter and his mate into the conversation as they're opinions would be quite insightful, I'm sure."

Enyalius nodded, Verida's happy giggling picking up once again. Honos switched to rocking her, and she soon quieted down and fell asleep. He placed her gently out of sight of the windows and into the comfy crib. He pulled back for a moment, quiet in contemplation.

"Something's missing… What do human children like?"

Enyalius sighed, walking over to the crib and out of sight of the windows and with a wave of his hand, summoned a soft stuffed bear, which wore mock armor and held a child-safe fake sword and shield.

He pulled back and Honos clapped him on the shoulder, "Good thinking! On another note… when do you think it's a good time to start training her?"

Enyalius snorted, "It would probably help to wait until she could walk, father."

He turned away, not noticing the wry smile that still appeared on Honos' face when he called him 'father'. You would have thought that after more than two thousand years, he would have grown used to it, but to Honos it still felt good to hear it.

Honos sighed, "I'll have to go back to the Cullens sometime soon, they'll notice if I am gone too long. Carlisle might come looking, or that nosy pixie Ares is married to..." He trailed off at the end, missing Enyalius' reaction to Ares being mentioned.

"Ares is here?"

Honos froze, whispering "Fuck,"

Honos rubbed the back of his neck, "Ugh, I don't know everything… so go ask your mother."

"That's a dirty cop-out and you know it." Enyo muttered from the stairwell as she entered the kitchen and made her way to the crib to check on Verida before making her way over to the fridge whereupon she opened it and then sighed.

"No food. I guess Ambrosia will have to do."

Enyalius chuckled, "Yes, what a let down, the best tasting food in existence is the second choice to human food."

Enyo narrowed her eyes at him for a moment before letting out a light laugh and a small grin. "Yes, poor us."

She looked at Honos, "You probably need to make an appearance about now. I'll tell our son everything, you just go worry about keeping up appearances until the time to reveal ourselves draws near. I'll take care of Verida in the meantime."

Honos nodded, walking over to the crib and taking one last look at his daughter, leaving Enyo with a peck on her forehead and a last clap on Enyalius' shoulder before he left them alone in the house.

Enyo looked at her son, "I should probably take on a more human form…"

He nodded, "Probably."

There was a flash and in her place stood a fair woman with waist-length hazelnut curls, green eyes, and no feathers. She kept her tattoos though, but they were hidden partially by the lace on the back of her dress which was an alluring burgundy. She topped it off with a pair of black strappy heels.

Enyalius frowned at her.

"Don't you think that's a little much for this podunk town? Even the Cullens do not dress so outrageously, or at least so I've heard."

Enyo just smiled at him, "I'm feeling- dare I say it- classy. And if there is one thing your grandmother teaches any of her female relatives, it is to embrace whatever it is that you are in the mood for."

Enyalius nodded, but a smirk graced his features. "Unlike infidelity. And don't you think she takes it a little too far? I mean I'm sure we can ask dear old uncle Herc about his experiences when it came to her embracing her moods."

Enyo laughed, summoning two bowls of ambrosia and a baby bottle half full of nectar.

"Hercules must have done something to offend her in a previous life, because she seems to loathe him in particular. Mostly because of how successful he was on his quests, it would seem."

"Anyway," Enyo said, handing him a bowl of ambrosia. She slashed open her wrist and filled the baby bottle the second half way, letting it heal when she was satisfied with the amount. She shook the bottle and the mixture turned from gold and red, to a dark rose gold shade.

She set the bottle on the table for Verida when she awoke.

Enyo sat down at the table beside him and ate silently for a moment before she decided to begin to explain.

Honos ran through the forest, approaching the Cullen house, slowing as the door came into view. The TV was playing inside, and the sound of Bella's heartbeat rhythmically pumping as she slept pounded in his ears. He would have to actually feed soon, since he had been putting it off more and more lately. He could probably wait another day or two before it started to really become a problem though, as he hadn't fed since he stepped foot in the washington boarders.

He entered the house, Emmett greeting him first.

"How's it going? Your hunt go well? You must have left the state considering how long you were gone."

Honos chuckled, "Yeah, something like that. Got a chance to visit some people though. They're staying at your human's house. I even got a chance to babysit for a while, reminded me of when I had to take care of my sister's kids."

Emmett quirked a brow at him, "Your sister a vampire too?"

Honos laughed, "No."

Emmett nodded, "Must have been bittersweet."

"It was." Honos replied, walking around the couch and sitting beside the burly male.

"Hey, Garrett." Alice greeted as she flitted down the stairs.

He smiled at her amicably, disregarding her in favor of the TV which was playing some biography on ancient greece. He snorted.

"What?" Rosalie asked as she appeared in the doorway from the kitchen.

What she was doing in there, he didn't know.

"It's just funny how much the humans go on just by assumption."

She frowned at him, "It's not like they have access to that many first hand accounts, Garrett. Not everyone could read or write then."

Honos bit back another snort.

Carlisle's car pulled up the drive and he and Esme could be heard coming up from the garage. The blond doctor and his wife smiled at them all as they entered the house.

"Where's Eddy?" Honos asked.

Rosalie was the one to snort this time, "He likes to watch her sleep."

Honos scrunched his face in disgust, "All night? Isn't that crossing the line between affectionate into just plain old creepy?"

Emmett nodded beside him, "She doesn't seem to mind though, which is good, but kinda weird."

Honos leaned back, "I'll say."

Growling sounded from up the stairs. Honos grinned as did Emmett.

"Where's Jasper?" Carlisle asked and Alice shrugged.

"He went out for a run a couple hours ago. He'll turn up soon, though he hasn't decided when yet."

Carlisle nodded and he and Esme left the room, leaving them alone. Honos shuddered and gripped the cushion of the couch.

For the first time in over two hundred years, a sweat broke out over his skin. He looked down at his hands and they were shaking. What's happening?

Emmett looked at him with concern, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know." Honos murmured, standing up on shaky legs and stepping away from the couch.

"Are you… sweating, Garrett?" Rosalie asked, her tone worried as well. Nice, considering her naturally icy personality.

He took a few steps forward before falling to a knee.

He stared down at his hands.

I must be hallucinating.

The bones in his hands appeared to quake beneath his skin and he blinked, trying to clear his vision. His skin seemed to take on more color as well, and his thought of hallucination quickly evaporated as Alice gasped.

"Carlisle!" Alice called and the blond doctor appeared in the doorway.

"Alice, what's wrong- Garrett,"

He let out a pained moan as he began to feel something twisting and contorting inside his body.

"Apollō!" Honos sent out a silent call to the God.

Carlisle approached him and helped him come back to a stand. He let out another moan of pain.

"Let's get you to my office." Carlisle murmured, helping him from the room and up the stairs to his office that he kept stocked usually for Bella.

"Is your office soundproof?" Honos asked using a whisper to avoid detection by the others.

Carlisle frowned at him and settled him down on the couch, giving him a nod in answer to his question.

The door closed on its own, but neither noticed till a bright flash came from the center. His blond cousin of sorts appeared and looked distressed. Carlisle looked up at the god with wide eyes.

"Who?"

Apollo quickly introduced himself, "Apollo, god of music, truth and prophecy, healing, the sun and light, plague, poetry, and more at your service. Scoot over please."

Carlisle stepped aside silently and the god quickly began taking in Honos and analyzing what was wrong. He laid a hand across his patient's forehead and hissed.

"Too hot, and you're sweating and shaking. Vampires aren't supposed to be doing that I believe. You might be being forced from your host. I suggest abandoning it while you can, Honos. Before it becomes even more painful." Apollo turned to the blond vampire doctor.

"I trust you can keep this quiet for a while. As it stands, I am blocking the mind reader from your mind."

Carlisle nodded, "Is there anything I can do?"

Apollo shrugged, "I don't know. I think it is all up to him at this point."

Honos let out a manic laugh of pain, "Enyo is going to kill me for screwing up this early on."

Apollo shook his head, "She'll hold off until you're well, or at least until you're out of my care."

Honos clawed at his chest and fell onto the arm of the couch, his face clenched in pain.

He moaned, "Exsolvo,"

His form shuddered for a moment before it appeared to separate into two forms.

His former vampiric body shuddered then began to collapse into itself, disappearing into a puff of ash a moment later.

His true form was shaking under the stress to the left of where his vampire self had combusted. Apollo immediately got back to work, taking in his injuries, stripping off the metal breastplate he wore in his godly form. It revealed his chest, abdomen, and upper arms when off, also revealing the brand etched around his upper arm. It was fresh and the skin still smelt singed. Apollo lightly tapped it and Honos hissed, his face contorted in pain.

The brand was of a chain wrapped just below his shoulder, the latin word for honor lying in a white scar just below it. Apollo pulled back.

"Of course, it's because you went against your domain."

Apollo placed a hand back over the brand and the skin healed, but Honos was still running too hot. The god of healing summoned a bottle of nectar, forcing the pained deity to drink it till none remained before forcing him to eat ambrosia till his skin cooled and he stopped shaking.

He stilled after a few more moments, catching his breath.

Ten minutes later, he righted himself as the brand faded into a white scar, standing out only slightly against his honeyed tan. He ran a hand through his shoulder length red brown hair and sighed, sitting up straighter. He leaned forward, his forearms braced on his knees.

Carlisle still appeared shocked, but he appeared better than before.

"Your a god, Garrett?"

Honos nodded, "Yes, though I was living as a vampire. My true name is Honos, given to me by the people of Rome."

"What are you the god of?" A logical second question.

Honos let out a breath, "I am the god of chivalry, honor and military justice. I went against my domain of honor when I slept with a married goddess, which is why I now find myself in this little problem."

Apollo clasped him on the shoulder, "Well, cousin, cat's out of the bag now. Enyo won't hurt you, not too bad at least."

"Enyo?" Carlisle asked and Apollo nodded.

"My half-sister, twin and wife to Ares. She is the goddess of war, Athena, my other half-sister, being the goddess of war strategy." He added.

"I see," Carlisle muttered, "Well, what do you want to tell the others? They did see you take ill, and beside that, you are no longer in that… form."

Honos took a deep breath, "I suppose I should come clean. Enyo would most likely prefer to be here as well…"

"What about Ares?" Apollo asked and Honos shook his head.

Apollo nodded, understanding that they would leave that to Ares to deal with himself.

"Also, cousin, you might want to change your dress, unless you're going to cosplay as a roman general." Apollo teased, his own form clad in a well-loved pair of levis and a comfy band tea, the logo much too worn to be read topped off with a pair of even more worn converse sneakers.

It was only made odd by the white doctor's coat he wore atop it.

Honos nodded, and his form shuddered for a moment before new clothing took it's place. Similar to his previous form's, he wore a black shirt and antique bronzed leather pants and a jacket that matched. Thankfully, they were just as comfortable as the ones he had worn previously.

"I'll get Enyo, and Enyalius will want to come I'm sure." Apollo stated, flashing away.

Honos stood, firm on his feet, stretching out his limbs for a moment. Soon enough, his godly powers seemed to flow back into his body, startling Carlisle when his form took on a subtle glow akin to a bronze blade.

"Garr-Honos?"

"Don't worry, it's just a side effect of my domains. Most gods have the same problem unless they focus on suppressing it. And call me whatever is most comfortable for you. I am only a minor god, so you won't have to worry so much about titles. Apollo, is fairly relaxed when it comes to that as well. Most Olympians are not however, so beware that." Honos mentioned off handedly.

Carlisle nodded, and Honos grinned, "Let's go downstairs, shall we? I'm really going to enjoy Eddy-boy's reaction."

Carlisle smiled and they left the safety of the office.