Did they have to organize a meeting in the rain? My feathers and my arms are soaked to the bone. The rain was ripping through my feathers. The rain was breaking my limbs. Zeus... will you lay off the rain for a little bit? It's kind of hard to fly and if I can't fly- I can't make it. Why you in such a mood little older brother? Did another lady dump you? Did Hera catch you sleeping with someone else again? That seems to happen way too often int he mortal myths.

I feel the lightning crack. I turn my wings and lean closer to the ground to prevent such high air current. I flap my wings harder. I look up at the frightening face. Its eyes start glowing green, not the green color of my jacket, but more of a evil poison look. Hades must be there. I believe all my brothers are there. 

I push myself up to the top. I transform into myself to quickly. I slam into the ground. Ow. I stand up, pull my jacket up and I brush myself off. I look down at the ledge of the mountain. It was a graveyard of spikey rocks. I don't want to know how many knights or great heroes fell to their deaths down there. I look around. 

Creepy doesn't come close. The rocks were jagged like teeth. There were rocks that shaped human figures- I wonder if they were human. I see withered old trees. Crows were everywhere. Crows loomed and cawed at me. There was dead bull corpses and a couple of human corpses, not fey, mortal. Kind of weird that there're mortals here, but... I turn and I see why. A harpies nest. Harpies are notorious for eating mortals and have been known to snatch them along with fey and carry them off to their nests. I've tangled with a couple and I can say they are varaious. 

"Hello again, brother." I hear.