An excitable archaeologist meets a reclusive immortal Titan. The two have to work together to save the world from certain doom. Sounds simple enough, right? Well, it would be if the most primordial evils weren't standing in their way...
Join Kass...
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Theo agreed to explain, but not until Kass had something to eat. That was how they found themselves sitting at an outdoor table, under the shade of a red-and-white-striped umbrella, in the shadow of the Acropolis. When the waitress brought them the menus, Kass must have skimmed over it fifteen times, not taking a single word in, before Theo had ordered for her.
The waitress poured them some iced water, and she gulped the whole glass down gratefully before asking the surprised looking woman to leave the carafe with them. Theo refilled her glass and she took another sip before setting her cup down.
"I thought you would have an awful lot more to say than you do," Theo said, voice low but patient. Kass snorted a laugh. "I do. I just don't know where to start." She shook her head, all of her facts, theories, and likely delusions tangled up in one massive gordian knot in her mind.
"Then start at the most recent concern and work your way back. You'll likely find some of your queries answer themselves with the benefit of hindsight," Theo suggested.
Kass looked up at him, taking in his chiselled feature and perfect hair. Even in the middle of the Athens summer heat, he was unruffled. There wasn't a bead of sweat on his brow or hair out of place. He sat back in his seat with an air of unfailing patience as his glass of water went untouched.
Biting her lip, Kass catalogued what she knew. At least, what she thought she knew about him. He had introduced himself as Doctor Theo Demetirou, a researcher at the Archaeological Museum of Thessaloniki. He professed to an interest in household items in the Minoan and Pre-Minoan eras. Of course, that would be a perfect front for someone finding an item like the pithos Kass destroyed. But, apart from that, what did she know? He had a smile that could make her forget what she wanted to say, and eyes she wanted to drown in. Beneath his smart casual linen shirts, he was carved like the statue of Adonis, with powerful muscles that could single-handedly take on a manticore. His voice was so smooth—
Ok, now you're getting off topic, Kass groaned and shook her head. Yes, he was attractive, but that concrete knowledge wouldn't help her solve anything.
"Your name isn't Theo Demetriou, is it?"
"No."
The word hung in the sultry air between them. Kass waited for him to string more along with it, but he just sat in patient silence. "So... what is it, then?" Kass prompted.
"Prometheus."
It was the second time she had heard that name today, but this time, it slammed into her like a freight train. "Prometheus who?"
"Are you trying to turn this into a child's joke?" His brows furrowed in disapproval.
If I was, I wish you'd hurry up and get to the punchline, Kass thought. She shook her head. "No, I want to know. Besides, if this were the knock-knock joke, this is where you're supposed to say who you are."
"Just Prometheus," he conceded.
Kass rolled her eyes. "Oh, the Prometheus. Son of Iapetus and Clymene. The Titan who survived being imprisoned after the war with the Gods, and then created mankind?"
"That's a rather condensed list of my achievements, but yes." He shrugged. "That Prometheus."
