will not be able to come back from. If we can lock them all away before they reach eight and nine, then we can save the world.”
I was barely following. I really wished there was Google in the underworld, because I didn’t even know exactly what the other seven sins were.
“How do you lock them away again?” I asked.
Cronus’ jaw twitched and I didn’t think he was going to answer. “I need to return my brothers and sisters to life. The Titans are the only ones who can return the sins.”
Thanatos sat straighter. “They were destroyed. There are no bodies left to resurrect them to.”
Resurrect? Were they talking about...?
Cronus eyed his powerful new ally. “Yes, but their souls are here, correct?”
Thanatos nodded. “Correct, but no vessel will contain their power, and if they are not in their corporeal forms, with their powers intact, they will be of no help to you.”
Cronus didn’t look as worried as I felt he should be looking. #NoTimeToBeCalm
“If their souls are here, why don’t we just chat with them and figure something out?” I peered behind me at a beautiful waterfall, wondering why I had yet to see one soul in the underworld.
Thanatos looked offended. “Obviously that’s not allowed. What kind of underworld do you think I’m running?”
I winced. “Sorry.”
“We planned for this,” Cronus said softly, “that one day Zeus and his assholes would take it too far and the world would fall to chaos. We all left behind a sliver of DNA somewhere, enough that I can resurrect their bodies using the oldest magic alive.”
Again, I was in the dark, but Thanatos appeared to understand, if his smile and nod was anything to go by.
“But I need Zeus and his minions off my back,” Cronus growled. “I have no time to be looking over my shoulder or killing those fuckers.”
I grinned at his use of the word fuckers. He totally got that from me. #Proud #TaughtHimEverythingHeKnows
Thanatos considered this. “As you know, I wasn’t part of the original attacks on you and your brethren,” he said. “As the keeper of the dead, I do not interfere in such matters. But I will step in now. I will speak to the gods and explain what the situation is, asking them to back off.”
“They have no fucking choice anyway,” Cronus growled. “If this world ends, then so do they. Their power is so tied to the humans, to the energy of this world. Unlike mine. They would waste away in a decade without the humans worshiping them.”
What?
“Why did they try and kill you, then?” I asked. “If you’re protecting humanity and they need humans?”
Cronus laughed, a dark sound. “They thought we’d locked the sins away permanently with the last box. They didn’t fear them any longer, and because we were weak…”
“It was the perfect time to attack,” I whispered.
Cronus gave a single nod.
“What is your power tied to?” I asked, leaning closer.
He finally looked at me again, properly. “Something beyond your understanding, human.”
And we were back to the old human thing.
Thanatos nodded, respect shining in his eyes. “I’ll contact you when I’ve spoken to Zeus and the Greeks.”
Cronos reached in his pocket and produced a small glittering vial of liquid. “For your human lover.”
Holy shit, he’d gotten the elixir. Sneaky bastard.
Thanatos’ eyes grew wide as he reached for it, but Cronus pulled back at the last second. “If you vow to see this through with me to the end. A full alliance.”
Thanatos paused for a moment before nodding. “I will help you lock away the nine deadly sins in any way that I am able, and I will help you imprison Zeus.”
They shook on it, a faint white glow emitting when their palms touched, and I knew Thanatos had just given more than his word.
Cronus dropped the elixir in his palm and then reached out and pulled me into him again before everything went black.
A moment later, my feet slammed on the ground and I looked around trying to determine where we were. This whole flashing thing was weird and cool as fuck at the same time.
“The cave?” I asked the god attached to me.
We were back in the cave that I’d freed him from, back in Santa Barbara. The desolate scene that had appeared when I touched the wall was gone, and once again the circular engraving was back.
“Just a quick stop,” he muttered and walked over to the wall, which no longer held my bloody handprint.
Cronus placed his hand in the exact spot—I was pretty