Ambrosia

Ch.9: I'm Some Horses' Dinner

"Usted estupido chico!" I flick him in the head then hug him tightly.

"Don't you ever die on me again..." I whisper.

"Can't promise you that." He smirks.

I laugh a little then smile at him. I move the wet blonde locks out from covering his black eyes. I sigh.

"I'm glad you're alive, Newton." I mumble.

I smile big and hug him tight. He hugs back and I can feel his warm breath on my shirt. I hear someone clear their throat and Theo and I pull away to see who it is. Apollo is looking at us with a slight frown.

"You're welcome." He says with a smile that is clearly forced.

"We had it." I say.

"I know. I told you though. My son was trapped and you needed to save him!... And... Him..." he looks at Theo as if he was a pile of shit.

"Thanks. I feel the love!" Theo sarcastically says as he sits up.

"Dad..." Jack starts to stand, but Dianthe holds him back.

"I have something for you." Apollo ignores them.

"Like what?" Theo glares.

"A task." He stares at me.

"A task?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yes. Just north of the Mediterranean Sea is the ancient city of Thrace. It is now called Bulgaria."

"What do you need us to do that you can't do yourself?"

He stares at me a few seconds then continues.

"There's a very special item I need you to get me. But here's the catch."

"Of course there's one." Theo mumbles.

"Diomedes has it."

"Diomedes... Are you insane?! He has the flesh-eating horses! Wait... I thought Heracles killed him..." I say as I stand up.

"Many of the dead are coming back... I can't tell you why. It's not my time and place to tell."

"Wow. That's a ton of info! Thanks!" I smile sarcastically.

"Just... Please get it. It'll help you prepare for what Asteria has in store for you."

"Ambrosia, we don't have-" Dianthe starts.

"Fine..." I mumble, looking down.

"Ambrosia-"

"No. He's a god..." I look at him, "And gods are tricky. They like to give tests... Lets pass it." I smirk.

"Sweet! Alright. See you after you retrieve it!" he smiles.

"Wait!" I grab his arm.

"Yes?" he blinks at me.

"What... what are we up against? We're gonna die, aren't we?"

He smiles at me then grabs my hand and kisses it. I blush slightly and he chuckles.

"Goodbye, Am." Then he disappears.

"Thrace... We have to go to Thrace." Theo says after a few seconds.

"Diomedes... That'll be fun." I mumble.

"Who is Diomedes anyways?" Jack asks, then sips his coffee.

"Diomedes was a cruel king who fed his visitors and prisoners to his four mares. He originally was killed by Heracles, but I guess he's alive again. The mares were supposedly killed too, according to some myths, but I guess they're back too." I say.