What was happening to me? I feel sick. I barf up some black liquid. Am I going mad? What is happening to me? I grip my chest. It burns. It burns like crazy. I learned something. Something that I never thought would happen to me. I look down at my hands. They're shaking. I look up at the mirror and I see the monster. I jump and fall to the ground.

"Scaredy cat." He laughs.

"Who... who or what are you?" I ask.

"That's a question for yourself." He says.

"No... I'm not you. I'm not a monster." I say.

"Yet you have one in you; me." He says. 

"No... no..." I say.

I feel something climbing up my arms. I look and I see a snake grabbing my arm. I jump.

"This is just a bad dream." I let out a breath.

"Is it really? Do you believe that?" He asks.

I slam my hands into the sink. I look up at him. His black eyes narrow.

"I don't know what to believe." I admit.

He nods. I splash water on my face. This is not real. I'm not a monster. I'm not. 

"Hermes? Hermes?" Apollo comes in.

I jump.

"Yes?!" I turn.

"The race is beginning, you okay?" He asks.

"Yes, yes." I say.

"Come on little brother." He says.

"Okay." I nod.