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    'Can I really go back? '
She thought, turning her head to the window. Her teacher was talking, she couldn't hear it. She didn't want to, it was about Greek mythology. The thing she hated the most, the Gods.

To make her hatred boil even more? Chiron sent her a letter, they needed her help.
They could find someone else.
Couldn't they? She didn't want to save the world! Sometimes...It's better to let it burn.

What did she have to live for? Cāldura didn't have anything to live for!
She lived in an apartment with no one to come home to, no mother to hug. No father to argue with about boys...

What was her father doing?
Making some stupid trinket for the Gods? That sounded right!

"Miss Gaius!" Snapping out her thoughts she threw on a smile. Which hurt her face, "Yes?"
Her teacher sighed harshly, "What is the name of the God of Fire in Greek mythology?"

"...."
Cāldura strained to say it, the name she hated to hear.
"The God of Fire and Forge the son of Hera is Hephaestus. " The words so bitter on her tongue, the hatred deepening. Her fingers felt warm. Hephaestus. Oh, she met him once. Yes, she met him.

She met...Her father.

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