The Gathering

Chapter Thirty Six

As soon as Doug was gone I ran over to Chris and Adrian. "Guys it so great to see you!" I said. "Glad you came when you did.

"Well since were all here I'll introduce everyone, and no one will bother us" Adrian said.

"The boys: Westley, son of Hermes, Johnson, son of Hermes, Tristan, son of Zeus, Braxton, son of Hephaestus, and the twins: Jonah and Alonso, sons of Hecate" Chris said, gesturing to each in turn.

"The girls: Rachel, daughter of Zeus, Alex, daughter of Hephaestus, and my favorite so far: Pype, daughter of Hypnos" Adrian said, gesturing to each and then turning around and showing me the girl that was running around in circles in the remnants of the fire, and then proceeded to fall and the ground and sleep.

"Yep. She's a real winner Adrian" I said with a laugh.

"And this is Bex, daughter of Iris, and Sam and Rose, daughters of Demeter" I said.

"So who's this Matalel guy Doug was talking about? I remember you telling us about Doug, but never Matalel" Adrian said.

I explained to them what happened after we were separated and what happened in The Scar. As I described Matalel Chris paled.

"What's up Chris? Do you know him?" I asked.

"I might as well tell you. You remember how my mom was killed? Matalel was the one that did it" Chris said sadly.

"Oh gods, I'm so sorry" I said. "One of the Iris kids father was killed by Matalel in The Scar. I think he'd like to hear about your mom"

"Thanks Vande" Chris said.

"We should camp out inside your home for tonight Sam" I suggested. "We can go back in the morning"

"Sounds good. Girls follow me. Vande, just take the second right, and go down five rooms on your left. The boys bunks are in there" Sam advised.

The rest of the boys followed me into the house as we went to our room. We all chose our bunks and layed down.

Westley, one of the sons of Hermes had chosen the bunk below me.
Westley was about 17 and had sandy blonde hair that went down halfway of his neck and blue eyes.

"So tell me about yourself Westley. Where do you come from?" I asked, wanting to get to know all of the new demigods.

"I'm from a small town in Texas called Florin" Westley said.

"Did you have any close friends that you've lost, if you don't mind me asking?" I asked, picking up on his worn face of grief.

"Yea. One of my best friends growing up, Fezzik, got killed. Big brute of a man but he had a soft heart"

I liked Westley. He seemed like he would be good for the group. We went on through the night like this: Asking each other questions and becoming comfortable with each other.

We got right up in the morning and got ready to leave. "Let's go meet some demigods!" Alex, the daughter of Hephaestus yelled as we headed out.