Troubled Olympians

Run as fast as you can

"Hello?" Clary called as she entered the room. She was quiet hesitant, since it looked like a place for homicide, not studying. "Hallie? Sky?" The room looked like an old celler, un-painted walls, no carpet, one single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. "Is this the right address?" from the corner of the room, Hera finally spoke.

"There you are, demigod." Clary spun around, to see the queen of bitches, Hera standing in front of her.

"Oh there you are, are you sure this is a good place to work on the project? Where's Sky, and what did you just call me?" Clary asked, but she was relieved to see someone familiar.

"Demigod, you illegitimate child!" Hera spat.

"Okay, I know my parents weren't married when they had me, but that's not my fault." Clary gave Hera a look that made Hera feel like a pyscho bitch. In fact, that comment infuriated Hera even more, because it was a bold move. Something Zeus would say. Hera launched herself at Clary.

"What the hell!?" Clary cried as she fell to the ground with Hera on top of her. Hera punched Clary in the gut, Clary yelped, but managed to flip Hera over so she was on top of Hera. Clary threw a couple of punches at Hera in the face. Hera pushed Clary off her and pulled something out of her bag. A knife. Clary's eyes widen at the knife and slowly started crawling backwards, her phone started to buzz in her pocket.

"Don't you dare answer that." Hera muttered as she slowly leaned closer.

"Why are you willing to kill me?" Clary gasped. "What have I done?"

"Does it matter? Your father was a MARRIED MAN!" Hera spat angrily. The phone continued to buzz.

"I'm going to answer it." Clary whispered. "Because you can't kill me."

"What makes you so sure of that?" Hera smirked.

"If you kill me, I have a feeling it'll upset someone you care about. A lot." Clary countered.

"He's hurt me more! All he ever does is go around and have children!" Hera cried. Clary reached into her back pocket, and took out her phone. That's when Hera decided to lunge at Clary once more, throwing Clary to the wall. But it was too late, Clary answered the phone.

"Clary! I need you to come home, now!" Her mothers voice cried. Hera lifted her knife.

"Get off of me!" Clary cried and pushed Hera to the ground, throwing her phone to the ground in the process.

"Clary? Clary what's going on?" Her mothers voice echoed through the room.

"You little BITCH!" Hera spat, and pushed Clary on the ground. Clary grunted as her mothers questions echoed through the room. Hera was now on top of her, her knife in position, ready to kill. Clary grabbed the knife and tried to point it towards Hera, while Hera was trying to point it at her. After a few minutes of fighting for dominance of the knife, Hera finally won. Clary's throat let out a cry as she lost the knife to Hera.

"HERA STOP THIS!" Another voice commanded. The voice was demanding, and powerful, it caused Hera to stop for a bit.

"WHY? WHY SHOULD I? YOU'RE JUST GOING TO FATHER ANOTHER BRAT AFTER HER!" Hera cried.

"Hera?" Clary asked. "I thought you were Hallie? Isn't Hera a goddess?"

"Yes! I am a goddess, you uneducated brat!" Hera spat.

"If you're a goddess, what do you want from me?"

"You're a demigod! Your father's a god, my HUSBAND!"

"Woah, Zeus?" Clary look stunned.

"No! Hades! Well of course Zeus!" Hera snapped.

"Mom..." Clary stuttered, asking for some sort of explanation.