The Moosehead Tavern [1]

"What? But what about us?"

"Jace..." I trailed off not wanting to say anything more. "I'll be back...hopefully, I promise and It's only for 3 days I'll be gone, and we still have four days to talk about this."

Jace sighs and nods, downing the rest of his soda and ordering another.

"Alright."

"Well It kinda depends on if I make it through the fight..." I murmured. "I'm fighting against Hades." I said taking a sip of my drink.

"Hades?" Jace almost chokes. "Isn't he, like, the god of death or something?"

"Yep." I said downing the rest of my drink.

"How the hell is that gonna work?"

"I don't know... I just need to destract him or something and if that doesn't work then, I'll just have to fight my hardest." I said shrugging. "He loves me, he wouldn't dare hurt me even if he wanted too. He wanted me to join him. But if he doesn't really care then I guess...We'll hope for the best." I said.

Jace isn't sure what to say to that, not liking the idea of Rayah in that deep of a situation. It's not that he doesn't think she could do it - he's pretty sure she sure as hell could - but he doesn't like it.

Mitch watches the too of them with longing...and a little amusement.

"So, Hades. That's the shit." He adds himself in the conversation.

"Yes..." I looked at Jace and he looks alittle worried. "Jace if I don't do this then They will come find me and make me join their side. I'm forced too. I don't have a choice. I'm sorry." I rested my head on his shoulder.

Jace nods and kisses the side of her face in assurance.

"It's fine."

I nodded, "Good." I smiled and stood up. "Who wants to help me train?" I asked crossing my arms.

"Train?" Jace asks. "You'd kick my ass."

"C'mon. Someone. What about you Mitch?" I asked looking at him. Mitch smiles and stands up.

Mitch laughs to himself, standing across from Rayah.

"Just tell me what to do."