Cronus frowned. “Then we resurrect Rhea, get the sins, and finally … we kill Zeus.”
I looked back at his ex-wife and growled, before remembering the temperamental baby in my belly. I tried to think of happier times of Rhea; the image of her chugging Taco Bell hot sauce packets came to mind and I grinned.
Kick.
Baby liked that.
“Oh, are you aware that Zeus got away with the necklace and the sins?” I said suddenly, realizing that Cronus might not know that. He had a good plan, but some of it might have to be rearranged.
Cronus stopped walking. “Really? What happened? I was hoping you guys were in possession of that too. Death took me out before I knew if they all ended up contained though…”
I had to stop the sob from creeping out of my mouth; the vision of death taking Cronus’ life would forever be seared into my memory.
I shook my head. “I’m not totally sure what happened after you died. I blacked out. All I know is that Zeus now has the sins.” I hugged my arms and Cronus pulled me straight against his chest.
“Baby, that will never happen again. I’m so sorry.”
Emotion tightened in my throat and the baby kicked three times in rapid succession. I groaned and brought my hand to my belly.
“Everything okay?” Cronus looked concerned, eyebrows knitted together.
I nodded, reaching down and, ahhh, unbuttoned my jeans. “Baby is kicking, I think my pants were too tight.”
Cronus grinned, placing a hand on my now mini swollen belly.
“How the hell am I feeding this baby without eating down here?” My mind was ready to explode thinking about all this. “She just keeps growing.”
Cronus chuckled. “First of all, you’re a demi-god, you don’t reallyneedfood that often. Especially not down here.”
#Lies #TouchMyFoodAndDie
“Secondly, our baby is half Titan. She grows with energy, which is why her power is growing too.” He looked back at Rhea and her burned-off hair.
I nodded. “But for the record I do need six small meals a day. I mean, if we’re going to be living together, you should know that about me.”
He chuckled. “I really missed you.”
“Cronus?” a mysterious female voice called from behind us.
I spun, ready to blast some heads off, when Cronus cracked a smile. “Maikea! You old crone! I haven’t seen you in ages.” He stepped forward and hugged the old woman. Her ghostly spectral form looked about fifty years old, but he’d referred to her as crone, so who knew what her real age was.
Cronus called me forward and introduced me; the crone seemed to already know Hyperion, giving him a warm smile. To Rhea she threw an angry glare, and I liked her already.
“Remember what I told you,” Maikea said. “Don’t want to see you down here.”
Cronus shot her a broad smile and it was clear he was very fond of her. “Walk us to the portal,” he suggested, and the old woman nodded.
We set off in the direction of the portal, and as we neared the spot, I saw a group of ghostly souls standing around it. “Thanks for saying goodbye,” Cronus said to the ghost woman. “Hopefully next time we catch up, it’s under different circumstances.”
She nodded slowly, her eyes ablaze with an otherworldly light. “Kill that rat bastard Zeus,” she said out of nowhere. “He’s rotten, just like his mother.”
She glared at Rhea, who lunged forward. Hyperion scooped the Titaness up mid-air and walked away with her, not at all bothered by her struggling and swearing.
“You know I would resurrect you if possible,” Cronus told the crone, sounding sad.
She patted his hand. “I know that, dear.” Her eyes roamed over me and I squirmed. “Are you the one who released the sins?”
#GuiltyAsCharged
