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Geographic video—was a giant squid, complete with a bulbous, cone head and ten tentacles.
“Philotheos, this is Nicole—my mate.”
Mate? Seriously, did he just call me his mate? “Um, hello, Felo…”
“Philotheos,” Ty corrected.
“Um, yes, hello Filothesis?” She looked to Ty for confirmation that she got the name right.
“Close enough,” Ty said, smiling.
She put out her hand to shake, and the squid jerked back. A small cloud of black swirled in the water.
Ty leaned over and whispered, “He doesn’t like to be touched.”
“Oh.” Good grief .
A silver-striped fish swam through a door into the room. “Is this another friend of—?”
The squid whipped a tentacle out, pulled the fish in, and wrapped all of its appendages around it, forming a ball. She could hear chomping noises as it jerked. Blood leaked into the water.
“I… guess… not,” she said, frowning and wondering what other surprises Ty had in store for her.
“Come on,” Ty said. “I bet you’re hungry too.”
Nicole continued to frown as they swam into an enormous circular room. Fish swam around the room as if they were swimming laps in a giant track. There were hundreds of them: colorful ones with long tails, lumpy, grey ones, long, sleek fish with sharp, pointy teeth, and many more she couldn’t even begin to identify.
“Um, are we going to be swimming laps before dinner?”
Ty smiled and shook his head slowly.
“You don’t mean… This room full of fish can’t be dinner?”
“You’re not going to be eating all of them, just one or two.”
“No, I’m going to be eating zero of them.”
“Nikki, if you’re going to live down here, you have to learn to eat down here.”
“But… I’m a vegetarian.”
“Since when?”
“Since… now.”
“Nicole Taylor, just give it a try. That’s all I ask.”
She frowned and then got an idea. “You’re a god; can you cook one for me?”
“No, I’m not going to cook one for you. But I’ll catch some. I’ll be right back.” He manifested a trident in his hand and shot through the center of the circling fish. Seconds later, he swam back, with three fish speared, one on each of the three points of his trident.
“Fish kabobs are served.”
Nicole winced. “They’re still wiggling.”
“Fine,” he said, pointing his finger at the squirming fish. They immediately went limp. “There, now they’re dead.”
“You killed them just by pointing your finger at them?” she squeaked in surprise. “If you wanted to, could you kill me that easily?”
“Great gods of Olympus, why in Hades would I want to do that?”
“I don’t know. If I ever annoyed you—”
“You’d already be dead,” he interrupted. “Many times over.”
She held back a smile. “Very funny.”
“ I thought so. Okay, now here.” He pulled a fish off the spike and handed it to her. “Give it a try.”
She learned two valuable lessons minutes later. First, when you threw up in the sea, it went everywhere . Second, whatever dinner you were not eating made a wonderful clean-up crew. She could have gone without learning either of those lessons.
Ares heavy feet pounded against stone as he climbed the steps circling a high tower, miles above Siberia. Finally, he broke through the clouds. The clear, blue sky spread out all around him. The clouds were like a billowy carpet below.
The humans didn’t know about this place. Hades, the gods didn’t even know about it. Zeus and Ares alone came here. The tower was hidden from sight from all who might seek it out. And it was blocked from all who might attempt to transport here—which was why Ares must suffer the climb. Being an extremely fit god, he really didn’t tire from the exertion, but he grew quite bored with the journey. It took him the better part of an hour to climb to the top.
The infant in his arms squirmed and squeaked, apparently bothered by the frigid breeze blowing across its skin. The babe had probably never
“Philotheos, this is Nicole—my mate.”
Mate? Seriously, did he just call me his mate? “Um, hello, Felo…”
“Philotheos,” Ty corrected.
“Um, yes, hello Filothesis?” She looked to Ty for confirmation that she got the name right.
“Close enough,” Ty said, smiling.
She put out her hand to shake, and the squid jerked back. A small cloud of black swirled in the water.
Ty leaned over and whispered, “He doesn’t like to be touched.”
“Oh.” Good grief .
A silver-striped fish swam through a door into the room. “Is this another friend of—?”
The squid whipped a tentacle out, pulled the fish in, and wrapped all of its appendages around it, forming a ball. She could hear chomping noises as it jerked. Blood leaked into the water.
“I… guess… not,” she said, frowning and wondering what other surprises Ty had in store for her.
“Come on,” Ty said. “I bet you’re hungry too.”
Nicole continued to frown as they swam into an enormous circular room. Fish swam around the room as if they were swimming laps in a giant track. There were hundreds of them: colorful ones with long tails, lumpy, grey ones, long, sleek fish with sharp, pointy teeth, and many more she couldn’t even begin to identify.
“Um, are we going to be swimming laps before dinner?”
Ty smiled and shook his head slowly.
“You don’t mean… This room full of fish can’t be dinner?”
“You’re not going to be eating all of them, just one or two.”
“No, I’m going to be eating zero of them.”
“Nikki, if you’re going to live down here, you have to learn to eat down here.”
“But… I’m a vegetarian.”
“Since when?”
“Since… now.”
“Nicole Taylor, just give it a try. That’s all I ask.”
She frowned and then got an idea. “You’re a god; can you cook one for me?”
“No, I’m not going to cook one for you. But I’ll catch some. I’ll be right back.” He manifested a trident in his hand and shot through the center of the circling fish. Seconds later, he swam back, with three fish speared, one on each of the three points of his trident.
“Fish kabobs are served.”
Nicole winced. “They’re still wiggling.”
“Fine,” he said, pointing his finger at the squirming fish. They immediately went limp. “There, now they’re dead.”
“You killed them just by pointing your finger at them?” she squeaked in surprise. “If you wanted to, could you kill me that easily?”
“Great gods of Olympus, why in Hades would I want to do that?”
“I don’t know. If I ever annoyed you—”
“You’d already be dead,” he interrupted. “Many times over.”
She held back a smile. “Very funny.”
“ I thought so. Okay, now here.” He pulled a fish off the spike and handed it to her. “Give it a try.”
She learned two valuable lessons minutes later. First, when you threw up in the sea, it went everywhere . Second, whatever dinner you were not eating made a wonderful clean-up crew. She could have gone without learning either of those lessons.
Ares heavy feet pounded against stone as he climbed the steps circling a high tower, miles above Siberia. Finally, he broke through the clouds. The clear, blue sky spread out all around him. The clouds were like a billowy carpet below.
The humans didn’t know about this place. Hades, the gods didn’t even know about it. Zeus and Ares alone came here. The tower was hidden from sight from all who might seek it out. And it was blocked from all who might attempt to transport here—which was why Ares must suffer the climb. Being an extremely fit god, he really didn’t tire from the exertion, but he grew quite bored with the journey. It took him the better part of an hour to climb to the top.
The infant in his arms squirmed and squeaked, apparently bothered by the frigid breeze blowing across its skin. The babe had probably never
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