Chapter Twenty-Six

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I DIDN'T GET WHY IT WAS SO FOGGY HERE. I am mean sure, there's a ton of hot and cold air coming together. But it seemed so...unnatural.

"Is it just me or does the fog here feel weird?"

Bethany nodded at my question. "Again, there is a strong presence of Mist here, almost as if it's hiding something," She said.

"Could it be hiding Zeus?" Blake suggested, everyone seemed to consider my statement.

"Possibly," Andromeda said.

"Possibly?" I said. "We need to find him!"

"Calm down, Chase give her your aunt's address," Blake said.

I pulled out the slip of paper with Megan's address. "Here," I handed Bethany the piece of paper, she studied it and went wide eyed.

Bethany frowned. "This in the Bay Area,"

"What's wrong with the Bay Area?" I asked.

Bethany looked at me suspiciously. "The Bay Area is a breeding grounds for Monsters. It's practically a death trap for any Demigod who dares venture into it,"

"Well we need to get there!" I barked.

Blake hugged me. "Chase, calm down. We will get your Dad back," I took comfort in Blake's hug.

Andromeda was pointing to something in the distance. "Is that what I think it is...?"

I turned and saw a theater with neon lights. "You have to be joking me," I muttered. I spied the sign: The Siren Song Club, Music For All! Come Join Us For A Performance of Your Lifetime!

"There is no way we are going there," Blake groaned. "The Sirens equal trouble,"

Andromeda looked down the hillside. "We might get some information; the Sirens are intelligent and are actually prophetic,"

"Yeah but can't we find somewhere else to get information?" Bethany asked.

"I have a feeling that whatever is creating the Mist lies in there," Andromeda explained. The club didn't seem too far away. Besides, we needed a place for cover for the night.

"Yeah maybe if we are lucky we can find a spot to stay there for the night," Blake said. "The question is...how are we going to get down there?" Bethany smiled at us. It was that same smile that she made when she launched us on the mountainside at Delphi.

"No you can't possibly—!"

"Let a rip boys!" Bethany created a huge slingshot of vines and leaves and Andromeda, Blake, her, and I were flung into the air. I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Blake started screaming like a five-year-old girl. "WHAT THE—!" The wind was knocked out of Blake. The ground was starting to look dangerously close.

"Bethany!" I screamed. I struggled and used my wind powers. I slowed us down and we landed safely in front of the theater. Loud music boomed from inside. "Ready?" I asked.

Andromeda nodded. "Let's finish this,"

We entered the Siren's Club. It looked more like a bar than a club. Hundreds of Mortals were dancing around like careless zombies. The walls were black and sparkled with little white lights like constellations in the sky. I heard something odd. I gasped when I saw the source of the noise. On a sparkling stage stood three blonde young women. They were singing their hearts out but their voices sounded Techno and electrical.

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