Nico

Athens really was a wonderful city to visit. It was once home to the ancient Greeks and the birthplace of Western Civilization. The city was full of ancient temples surrounded by modern day society. I would have really loved to get to go sight-seeing through the city. However, there were two little things preventing that. First, we were sort of on tight schedule, trying to save the world and all. Second, it was really fucking hot. The hike up the hill to the top of the Acropolis was killing me. I was sweating from places that I didn't even know could produce sweat. My hair was sticking to my face and neck. It was only mid-morning and the temperature was already in the upper 90's. There was no escaping the heat which was gradually getting worse as we continued up the hill. The only good thing about coming here during the day was the swarm of tourists milling around. The blistering Mediterranean heat didn't seem to stop anyone from checking out the best attraction in the city. Which made it really easy for us to blend into the crowd so we weren't sticking out like sore thumbs.

I was actually surprised to see as many tourists as there were considering the riots in the city and the heat. Jason was leading the way as we navigated the ruins and the crowds towards the Parthenon. Even in its dilapidated state, the structure stood proud at the top of the Acropolis. It must have been quite the sight back in the glory days of the Greek empire. It was almost sad seeing it today after being partially destroyed many years ago. The fact that it still survived all these years said a lot about Ancient Greek construction, perhaps with a little help from the Gods. The road to the Parthenon was getting more congested as we got closer to building. I know that my sword was getting bumped into by the tourists I passed. None of them seemed to notice that there was a three-foot sword strapped to my side. I had often wondered what my trusty sword looked like to mortals. The mist shrouded magical and mythic items so that they looked common to the non-believers.

After what seemed like forever and three bottles of water later, we were standing in front of the Parthenon. The mammoth structure stood towering before us, as if it's massive size was a reflection of Athena's intimidation techniques. The Parthenon stood 45 feet tall and over 100 feet wide. Its stone columns lined the perimeter of the stone structure. Only one small problem stopped us from going inside to were the Athena Parthenos once stood inside the temple, it was closed for construction. The entire building was fenced off from the rest of the Acropolis.

"Well, this sucks."

"Nico," Will said, "you are always so optimistic. I don't see any construction workers around, maybe we can sneak inside."

"Hey guys, look over there." Jason pointed toward a guy standing a little further down from us inside the fence. He was wearing a desert camo t-shirt with matching shorts. He was built like a brick shit house, with arms as big as my baby's thighs. And if that wasn't intimidating enough, he had an assault rifle in his hands. I looked down the other side of the fence and found another guard, equally as big and armed.

"They really take securing the ruins seriously here. This is going to make getting in even more of a bitch."

Will put his hand on my shoulder and asked, "angel, I hate to ask, but do you think you can shadow travel us inside?"

"Um, it's going to be hard to find a stable shadow out here in the open. If we go to one of the other ruins I should be able to."

"Guys," Jason said, "I have an idea. Take my hands."

Jason moved in between us and we each grabbed one of his hands. Next thing I know, a gust of wind picked us up and threw us into the air. The three of us sailed over the top of the Parthenon and were somewhat gently sat down inside. We looked around as soon as we got our bearings. The inside was full of pieces of the building that were being repaired or replaced. As an artist myself, I would have really enjoyed the chance to look around the project. Except, the really buff guys standing around us with assault rifles pointed toward us was preventing that. I wasn't positive, but I was pretty sure that this wasn't part of the tourist attraction. Of course, we did what any other demigod would have done. We drew our weapons and stood hopelessly opposed by the twenty-ish Greeks.

"Careful guys, they get spooked easy and it'd be a shame to get blood all over the ruins."

A dark figure appeared from the office at the front of the Parthenon. As he came into view, we were all stunned by the sheer size of this man. He easily surpassed all of the other guys with guns that we had already seen. His very broad chest was clad with a skin tight camo t-shirt. His arms looked like they were the size of my waist and his extremely muscular legs extended from his tight shorts. He had olive skin, with jet black hair, and was wearing a pair of sunglasses. Unlike the rest of the guards that we've seen, he wasn't carrying a gun. Of course, with the size of his body, he didn't need anything else to look intimidating.

"May I suggest that you put your weapons down before something tragic happens."

Jason asked, "you can see our weapons?"

"Of course I can demigod. I am Hector, Son of Ares."

"Figures that one of Ares kid's would be causing all of these problems."

Hector said, "Now, now little one. No need to bad mouth someone due to their parentage. Now please, lower your weapons before someone accidentally gets shot."

Leave it to my non-confrontational husband to lay down his compound bow first. After Will laid down his weapon, Jason and I followed suit. Now we were defenseless and still surrounded by guys with guns. I was beginning to think that we were going to be royally fucked.

Will asked, "why are you doing this? You should be fighting evil, not causing it."

Hector replied, "I am restoring this great country to its former glory. The Greeks have become weak and are not worthy of leading this once great nation. I plan on changing that and making Greece the global power that it once was again."

"Dude," Jason said, "you're fucking delusional."

Leave it to Jason to try to piss off a guy that could break all three of us in half like twigs, probably at the same time. I was about to intervene when a woman's voice spoke inside my head. "Leave the Son of Zeus take care of this one." It was definitely Athena talking to me and her message was very clear. So for once, I shut my mouth and tried not to make the situation even worse.

"Fools," Hector said, "I should just let my guards kill you three and be done with it. However, that would take away the fun for me. I will give you all the chance to live and walk away from this sacred place under one condition. One of you must win a fight with me hand to hand. If the other two try to intervene, let's just say it'll be messy."

Hector had a grin on his face that made me even madder than I was before. It was like he knew that he was putting us in a no win situation. Jason turned toward me and I nodded at him to go. With a frown on his face, he turned back toward our aggressor and took a step toward him.

"Very well," Jason said, "I will fight you."

Hector replied, "good, let's get this started then."

Hector walked into the middle of the ruins and stopped about ten feet from us. He grabbed the front of his shirt collar with both hands and ripped his t-shirt off of his body. This dude's chest looked like a three foot wide solid wall of muscle. He could probably kill Jason just by squeezing his skull with his massive pecs. Jason, I suppose not wanting to be outdone, grabbed his shirt collar and tore his shirt right down the middle as well. His now torn and sweat soaked shirt laid on the ground beside him. Jason looked like he was a tenth of the other guys size. His toned body was glistening with sweat as he stretched out his arms and shoulders. I tried to mesmerize Jason's body prior to him getting beaten to a bloody pulp. I didn't even notice the guards walk up behind us until I felt the muzzle of the gun poking me in the back.

Hector said, "I admire your determination, but I will squash you like a bug."

Jason replied, "bring it on fucker!"

The next thing Jason did could have possibly been the stupidest thing that I've ever seen anyone do. He ran full speed toward Hector, dropping into a slide right before him and sliding between his legs. Hector tried to swing at him, but he was too slow to hit him. Jason disappeared behind the massive opponent as Hector slowly turned around. What Jason lacked in size, he definitely made up for in speed. A foot suddenly appeared between Hector's legs, connecting directly with his balls. By the time Hector reached down to hold his aching man parts, Jason's knee came up around him and connected directly with his face. Hector fell to the ground with a resounding thud and he hit his head off one of the pillar pieces that were being reconstructed.

Will and I stood there, with guns still pointed at our backs, as we watched the fight unfold before us. Hector was out cold on the ground with Jason standing triumphantly beside him. Jason still had his guard up as the black haze came out of Hector and disappeared into the sky. As we stood there watching, we heard the clicks of the safeties being switched off of the guns. I was starting to get scared for our lives as Hector started to stir. Slowly, he started to come to and sit up on the ground.

Hector groggily asked, "why does my head and nuts hurt?"

Jason answered, "because, I just kicked your ass!"

Hector sat on the ground with one hand on his head and the other holding his groin for a few seconds before saying anything else. His facial expression went from confusion to sadness as if the memories of the past few months hit him like a ton of bricks. "Holy fuck, what have I done?"

Will replied, "something about taking over Greece and then the rest of the world. The God Chaos was influencing you to cause all kinds of destruction. Hopefully, you'll stop everything that you've started now."

Hector slowly started to stand back up. "Guards, stand down!"

The guards all lowered their guns, more importantly the two behind us. Jason walked back over to us and picked his shirt up from the ground. Instead of putting it on, he stuffed it into his short pocket and took the beacon out of the other. He just held the the puck shaped object in his hand with his finger on the button.

"My cousins, I will stop the madness that I have started. Thank you for freeing me from Chaos's influence. My job was to protect these ruins, not to take over the country. You should go now, before someone comes by and questions your presence here. Trust that I will make things right."

Jason held his hand out for Hector to shake. Hector took Jason's hand and shook it, probably causing him the most pain that he felt during this whole ordeal. When Hector let go, Jason pushed the button on the beacon. I was hoping that Leo was right and that he would have the ship here before every monster in Athens made it to us. Almost right on cue, a shadow appeared over us and the Agro III was hovering over the Parthenon. We picked up our weapons as the rope ladder dropped down from the side of the ship. I was not looking forward to this climb, but air conditioning and a shower were good motivation.

Right before grabbing the ladder, Hector came over to me and handed me a bottle. "Take this as a token of my appreciation for saving me."

"Thank you Hector, hopefully our paths will cross again."

He smiled and walked away as I looked at the bottle that he handed me. It was a bottle of wine from Italy. I was starting to think that this was the sign for our next stop. I climbed up the rope ladder with my husband right behind me.

...

I woke up feeling someone else in bed with me. The only thing was, it was the middle of the afternoon and Will wouldn't be taking a nap this time of the day. I felt something start to push between my cheeks which felt just like a penis. It was a little bigger than what I was used to having back there, so, it had to be Jason. I was starting to get really nervous. Of course, I've thought about having sex with Jason, but not like this. I thought about trying to stop him, except, Jason was a lot stronger than I was and it would only make it hurt worse. The head was slowly working it's way closer to my back door. He put his other hand around my waist, holding me in place for the impending intrusion. Finally, I felt the head pushing against my hole. I was trying to think about anything I could to take my mind off the situation.

Just as Jason started to push himself into me, I heard the door open and steps quickly coming across the room. The next thing I knew, I was alone in bed again and there was the sound of two thuds. The blanket was also gone, leaving me fully exposed laying on the bed. I rolled over to find a very naked and still hard Jason laying on the floor by the wall. Standing over him was my husband, wearing his all too revealing shorts, with the most hateful expression that I have ever seen on his face. We were both looking at Jason, knocked out on the floor. A black haze came out of his skin and disappeared through the ship's wall.

As the haze disappeared, Will's attention turned to me and his hateful expression melted away. He ran over to bed and wrapped his arms around me, pulling my naked body tight against him. I could feel his tears running from his face and down my neck. I couldn't stop myself from letting my own tears flow. It felt so good to have my baby holding me safe, tightly held in his embrace.