"Wait, wait, wait," Falcon shook her head, holding up her hand and silencing the boy speaking to her. "A what now?" The boy sighed, rubbing his forehead. "A bident," the boy repeated, gritting his teeth in annoyance. Falcon raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, waiting for him to continue. The boy rolled his eyes. "It's one of Hades' sacred weapons." "And why do I have to find this 'bident', " she asked. "Because," he looked at Falcon, his eyes locking with hers. "He's your father." Falcon laughed bitterly. "You've got to be fucking kidding me."