“Wait.” I sat forward. “You're a Titan?”
“That's the next tricky part. Technically, I'm a minor Titan,” she said. “My parents are Titans, and I received my crossroads magic because of them; magic that allows me to open their gates.”
“Makes sense,” Trevor said.
“However, I'm also seen as an Olympian, because I come from that 'younger' generation of magic,” Hekate went on. “Just as Hades is an Olympian, even though he's also related to the Titans.”
“I'm getting a headache,” I declared.
“Yes; it got very confusing with all of us,” Pan said. “But what you need to focus on is that Nyx is a Primordial; she has a magic that is considered eternal; a part of the natural world.”
“Nyx is the embodiment of the Night,” Hekate said. “How do you kill the Night?”
“Are you telling me that we can't kill her because her magic is truly immortal?” Trevor asked.
“Nyx can be killed,” Hades affirmed. “It just takes more to kill her than it does other gods. That is her greatest power; her resilience.”
“The Primordials aren't stronger than us?” Artemis asked in surprise.
“It depends on the Primordial,” Hades said. “Nyx has a great magic, but what can she actually do with it?”
“She can become a veil of dark mist and drain the life out of people,” Hekate offered.
“One person at a time,” Hades said. “Come at her with an army, and that magic becomes less significant.”
“She can bring on the night,” Pan offered.
“And she has those wings,” Artemis added. “Those are cool.”
“Every angel has a set of wings,” Azrael huffed. “So, what? What else can her magic do?”
“That's about it.” Hades smirked. “As I said; Nyx is hard to kill, but most of her actual power comes from resilience and her influence over other gods. A lot of Olympians hold the Primordials in high esteem; Nyx can use that to get other gods to act on her behalf.”
“Like this god of time,” Thor pointed out. “So, if he or she is helping Nyx, we can assume that Nyx is using her influence over them.”
“And we can conclude that this partner is another Greek god.” Odin nodded in approval to his son. “Well done.”
“Thank you,” Thor smiled at his father.
“Who is the Greek God of Time?” I asked.
“There's Chronos; another Primordial,” Hekate said. “But Chronos isn't influenced by Nyx. In fact, I think he rather dislikes her.”
“And Chronos doesn't interfere in petty quarrels,” Hades added. “He takes his position very seriously and guards time; he'd be the last person to twist it to give Nyx revenge.”
“Then who?” Re asked. “Is there another Greek God of Time?”
“There's the Moirai,” Hekate said. “But they don't have power over Time, only Fate.”
“Are they Primordials?” I asked.
“No; they're the daughters Chronos and Ananke,” Persephone said. “And they, like their father, take their job very seriously.”
“No kidding,” I said. “They've done a lot to help me in the past; I can't see them turning on me now.”
“No; they would never. If for no other reason than they believe you are integral to the future,” Re, said. “It can't be them.”
“There's the Titan Cronus,” Pan offered. “Similar sounding name as the Primordial, similar magic, but different spelling and different guy completely.”
“His power over time is more esoteric,” Hekate said. “Cronus represents the all-devouring force of time. Frankly, I've never seen him use his time magic, and I don't even know if there is a practical use for it.”
“Holy Hannibal Lecter!” Pan shouted as he stood up. “Aion! It's Aion!”
“I don't know if you can call Hannibal holy,” Finn whispered to Teharon—who chuckled.
“Who is Aion?” Huitzilopochtli, aka Blue, asked.
“Like eons of time?” Blue's wife, Eztli added.
“Precisely,” Hades said thoughtfully. “Aion is a god of time in the cyclical sense; eternity. He's also associated with the Zodiac and the Constellations.”
“Stars,” Odin murmured as he stroked a hand through the strip of starlight in my hair. “Interesting.”
“Hello? Is anyone listening to me?” Pan nearly screeched. “Aion is our guy. That jerk is just the type of god to use his magic for revenge.”
“But he wouldn't use it to avenge Nyx,” Hekate pointed out. “Aion is too selfish for that.”
“He wouldn't be doing it for Nyx,” Pan huffed. “What's wrong with you people? Don't you remember who his father is? Aion's real father; not just the father of his magic.”
Hades' face fell into a horrified expression.
“Who's his father?” I asked.
“Well, it's not Darth Vader,” Pan said. “But he is your nemesis, at least in our pantheon.”
“My nemesis?” I scowled.
“Zeus!” Torrent shouted with his bright green eyes focused on the air before him. “Aion's father is Zeus!”
“Talk about ruining my delivery.” Pan grimaced as he plopped back into his seat. “No fair; using your instant Internet access to look shit up.”
“Your delivery was taking far too long,” Horus pointed out to Pan. “I've told you before how annoying that is.”
“That's only because I try to be annoying when I do it to you,” Pan shot back.
“Zeus—the god we defeated twice—is the father of a god of time?” Brahma asked slowly.
“Yep,” Morpheus confirmed.
“Can we just get to the facts?” Toby asked reasonably. “What can this god do?”
Toby, my most recently acquired boyfriend, was a lot like his mother, Mrs. E. He was calm, collected, and good at smoothly directing us back to the important subjects. His twin brother, Naye, was his opposite, but Naye wasn't with us today.
“I'm not certain,” Hades said. “Hekate, do you know?”
“I believe Aion can
