So yeah….I just updated… Mind blown away yet? Listen, my amazing reader(if I still got some after not updating) I'm so sorry. It's just been a rough year for me. So sorry.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for some OCs of mine…and a hellhound I guess.

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Kiara's POV:

"Kiara, you need to come and see this." The soft voice of the girl I had met earlier this week. She was dressed in a baby pink dress, ranging up to her knees and a ribbon on her head. She had a smile on her lips and a cat in her hands, meow-ing softly.

And you know what? I know this cat. It was the one that had firefly eyes that I followed. The devilish one that led me into this mess, with the girl. Which made me think, were they connected? The cat and the girl I mean. Well, I'm not a child of Athena, and neither is Payton, so no one could actually clear things up in my mind at the moment.

"Not really. I'd rather be tortured with opera music than go anywhere with the cat," I said snidely, "and neither with you." She flinched and stepped back, probably guilty. She should be. Acting all innocent and all, and simply lead them to their imprisonment.

"But it's about-" she began, but I had it. I'm all out of this garbage.

"Look lady-"

"Aanastassia" she pointed out, and it was a good thing too. It was weird to call someone younger lady.

"Aanastassia, I've had it enough of these things. I'd rather escape on my own." I said, turning my back and sat stubbornly at the floor with Payton. Wait, where was Payton? First thing, he was besides me a while ago, and now he's utterly gone. Great, I just need a reason to face a wave of cute looks from Aanastassia here. Here my sarcasm? Yeah, read harder dude.

"Aanastassia, what have you got?" Payton asked from behind, and I was surprised he got there so fast. "I've been itching for some alerts. Has Xavier," he winced as he said the name, "ended his advancement on the underworld?"

"No, he hasn't stop since Kiara" she glanced my way, "got trapped. And, there's nothing to worry about. At the moment." she shook her head and looked almost solemn. If I were new to her charms, I would've comforted her on the spot. So good thing I wasn't.

"Oh spit it out." I said accusingly. Boy, if looks could kill, she's dead.

"Well," she shuffled her feet a bit and looked down. Payton, who was honestly too close for comfort, moved to her closer. If he got his head bitten off by the cat, on my defense, I wasn't the one who pushed him nearer. "Xavier did have something…"

Her voice trailed and anger bubbled inside of me. My friends could be anywhere, and she has to keep her mouth shut?

"Uhm, Aanastassia, what's he got?" Payton asked. Was it just me or is he somewhat, un-crazier? Gah, these sudden changes of events has really made its climax on me. If Zeus suddenly bounces in here with a tutu, I wouldn't be so surprised.

Aanastassia looked at me sorry, and back at Payton. "The others. The demigods he was spying at for days. The other ones Kiara brought with her." She admitted.

"What?" I asked her.

(we interrupt this program for a special news alert!)

Well, let's see. Let's have the daily broadcast of the game "What Made Kiara Ticked Off Again!" for a while, and let's see who wins today's prize of a round house kick!

So let's have our choices, what do you think guys?

Xavier, her twisted, evil and wicked brother has her friends?

She's been overloaded with the news and her head will now self destruct?

They've been spied on since day 1?

Or letter D, she's got a headache?

So guys, there is no mechanics! It's such an easy game isn't it? Okay, you're answers shall now be counted, starting now!

(Disclaimer: No animals were harmed in the making of the game. Any injuries made by a rampaging Kiara will not be held responsible to Angel companies. The end!)

"I would've gone here sooner if one of the boys touched father's throne!" she said, stepping back. Her body was rigid, and the way she held her cat was far from over protective.

"You would have gone here sooner if you really cared about what happens to us!" I shout back. I was angry, confused and just plain annoyed. Payton crept closer between us, probably not wanting any fights today. But, boy, he could've done better than that if he plans to save her from a broken nose.

"You guys, we're on the same side. Hear each other out a little!" he pleaded, stretching his arms out, giving us as much separated space as possible.

"Oh, I'll hear her out alright. When she finds a way out of here that is." I growled. Man, Ares must be tampering with my mood today. Another god twisting up this drama I call life.

"That's it. I'm trying to bust you guys out of here! Would you lower down your ego and listen?" she asked out loud, stomping her perfectly clean white shoes on the dungeon ground. If I wasn't staring at her like she's grown a head or two, I would've made some smart-ass remark about that.

But I was staring at her like she's grown a head or two.

"I just wanted to tell you, that Xavier holds the others. In the guest room." She said.

"Oh, let in complete strangers as guests, but throw your blood relatives in the cellar will you?" I shout out. Maybe he has a hidden mic in here, so that I could scream out profanities in his ear.

"Hey, you're not listening!" Aanastassia yelled out, steam coming out of her ears, and I looked at her skeptically.

"What makes me believe you're telling the truth?" I pointed out and shot Payton a glare when he smiled and pointed to himself. "And having a crazy dude trust you is not a safe reason."

Payton frowned, probably searching for any offensive remarks in my sentence.

"Look, trust me or not, we need to get out of here. Xavier's getting out of hand. He's engaged a war with Hades-"

"Hades?" I asked. Weird, Hades seemed to insist I was the one warring with him, I thought. Then it hit me. "You mean, he's the one framing me?"

"Yep." She said, stressing the 'p'.

"How? Why me?" I asked, jumping on my feet and advancing to Aanastassia. She backed up a bit, holding her hands defensively in front of her. Payton still stood between us, like it wasn't such big news.

"It's a secluded Morpheus trick! I-I can't show you!" she said. Wow, the more answers I got, the more little questions pop into my head. Who was this kid's parents anywho?

"Aanastassia, show her." Payton said. From the word 'show' being tossed around, I could get little details on her parents, maybe. One, one of her parents must be a god. Two, she may be a daughter of Morpheus. And three, I was somewhat related to this creep.

Being a junior sleuth are we eh? I'm either that observant, or that shallow.

"Show me then." I growled. I wondered for a split second if my eyes looked like Payton's.

"I-I" she began, but sighed, closing her eyes. And then, magic happened.

Silver threads began to pluck their way out of her head. They were fine, partially seen and as grey as the moon. I floated for a while, and then, it began to link with each other. Tens of thousands of these little things began to take shape, beginning to form a lumpy figure at first, but then, it became distinct, more feminine. More familiar.

Standing before me and Payton, I stood, in full battle armor. She glowed with health, clearly not me after I was thrown into this cell. But only one thing made it distinct from the real me, and with this illusion.

She had grey eyes.

"What kind of trick is this?" I asked, as it moved, swift, and clearly my style of battling. It smiled at me, a big huge, scary grin, and flickered one, before it was gone.

"I told you, it's partially dad's fault!" she said, opening her eyes and crossing her arms. She looked like a small, irritated cat, but something in her eyes made me think she was pleased. "Man, she's kind of slow isn't she?"

I let the comment pass. Well, my hunch was right, she was Xavier's half sister. Another should throw into this complex equation of family.

"You believe me now?" she asked, tapping her foot impatiently. And I had to sigh. She had a point. I asked for a proof, she gave it. Least I could do is at least hear her out without complaint now.

"Yeah." I said, somewhere in me, my softness for others clicked. Geez, I'm such a whimp. "But how did Xavier engage an attack with Hades? He's framing me for Zeus' sake!"

"Were you even participating in what I just did?" she asked, clearly annoyed. I'm sorry for having such an overloaded head!

Then it clicked. He could frame me. Creepy Morpheus powers.

"Oh."

"Yeah, oh, now for the escape route." Payton said, and I looked at him, annoyed. Clearly, I was the one who was saner than him, why the sudden change of events?

"We first, get to your friends." She threw me a look and I shrugged. I believe her now, no need to rub it in.

"Cool." I said, side stepping Payton and went ahead.

"And, wait, one last question before we run like hell away from here." Creepy, but hell was where we were.

"Again? We don't have all- well alright." She said, standing in the doorway and looking irritated.

"How'd you know my name? And since when were you and Payton friends?" I asked her, pointing out the obvious question.

To my utter surprise, she looked surprised. Her small, almond eyes widened a bit, and she looked down at her feet. Since she was smaller than me, I got the fortune to look down at her hair, and not judge her expression. Lucky me.

Payton coughed a bit, the fire light outside, and the little light we had inside shows off his skinny cheeks and I swear on Hermes' lucky socks, he had some blush in his cheeks.

"We. Uhm, we better keep on going." He said, coughing out the awkward moment, and Aanastassia looked up, a little red herself.

Ah, young love. Better keep that stash in my head in case if we do go bust out of this joint later on. And that's an if I was hoping for a better ending.

"We've got to get away from the guards." She whispered to me, as she lead the way to civilization. To prove her point, one shadow figure passed in front of us. So that's why we can't see our keepers. They were shadow people. Translucent, but very much physical.

"Okay then, keep away from the shadow people." I whispered back, as Payton from behind muttered about white bread. I guess we had our old Payton back, whether that's good news or bad, I had not enough storage in my brain to wonder.

"The stairs, we've got to get through the halls to the stairs." Aanastassia whispered, ducking back into the alley we hid. Man, the place littered with these guards. Maybe we could have Kara or Gavin shine some light in here with their Apollo powers, and the guards may burn in the light. But then I remembered. They weren't vampires.

"We need a distraction." I said to her, and as soon as the words flowed out of my mouth, the unexpected happened.

There indeed appeared a distraction. Yuppie!

On the other hand, the said distraction was Nico, looking surprised a bit.

"Uh, this isn't the bathroom?" he offered, and I could see from behind him, he was alone. Probably went on and looked for me. I couldn't help to search for a feeling. Flattered, for he left the others for me? Or angry, cause he's just as stupid as Payton over here.

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Again with the shortness. Sorry! I'm writing this down with a major headache! I think mom's burger patties were bad..*me looks at mirror worriedly*

So, I'm not wasting time on a authors not. I'd just like to thank Thalia 101 (partially kudos for Sam too) for giving me a huge burst of inspiration, and for getting my butt off the lazy streak.

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