Devil May Cry(130)

Kat frowned. "Wait. I have an idea... You go ahead and arm everyone. I'll be right back."

Sin opened his mouth to argue, but before he could speak, she was gone.

Kat flashed herself to Olympus, onto her mother's balcony. Luckily, Acheron was still sitting on the terrace, looking incredibly bored.

He gave her a chilling look. "Are the Dimme out yet?"

She gaped at the unexpected question. "How did-"

"I felt the vibration. It's a sensation I've felt before the last time they almost went free. And to answer the question in your mind, you'll have to ask Artemis. I can't leave here until she dismisses me."

That sucked. "You've got to be kidding."

"Oh I never kid about Artemis. I promised her I'd sit here and do nothing so here I am doing nothing. Much like a really tall, bored guard dog. Personally, I'd rather be throwing myself onto an electric fence-be about the same, I think."

Kat growled low. "Where is she?"

"Still with her father."

She leaned her head back and cursed at the ceiling. She hated having to go up there. "All right. Sit tight and I'll go talk to her."

He laughed. "Good luck."

Kat quickly flashed herself outside the main hall of Zeus's temple where the gods gathered to party. She stayed in the shadows as she got the lay of the situation. Apollo was off to the right with Ares and Demeter while Athena sat with Aphrodite and Nike. Hades was in a corner with Persephone while Zeus laughed with Hermes.

Luckily, Artemis was alone, drinking from a two-handled goblet. Music filled the air as other gods frolicked, danced, and laughed.

Moving as carefully and silently as she could, Kat worked her way over to her mother who jumped in surprise as she realized Kat was there.

"What are you doing here?" Artemis snapped.

"I need to talk to you."

Artemis glanced about nervously. "This is a bad time."

She had no idea. "I can't stress the importance of speaking to you. Now."

"Katra..."

"Please."

Artemis glowered at her before she pushed herself up from the table and walked her outside to the gardens. "What?"

"I need you to release Acheron."

She laughed, then sobered. "No," she said firmly.

"Matisera, please. The Dimme are about to break free and if I can get him out, he can help corral more Charontes and-"

"Are you insane?" she hissed. "Have you ever seen what happens when the Charonte are set loose? No, you haven't because you're still alive. They're like unleashing locusts with piranha teeth and there's no stopping them."

"But Acheron could control them."

"And he could get killed which is one thing I will never allow."

"What about me?"

"You'll be fine."