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That night, we ended up sleeping under a great oak tree. I slept slumbed up, against the tree, while Scar laid her head on my chest. Her scarlet red hair cascaded down her head, as I watched her sleep. It took me a while, before. I nodded off. For the first time, in a while I didn't have a dream, but something else happened. I awoke to the screams of fear and horror.

Opening my eyes, I noticed a woman, with red feathers and scarlet red hair. Her figure was boney and she looked like a demon. Eventually, I noticed what this woman was. She was a harpy. The kindly ones, as I liked to call them. Most of them were actually pretty nice, up until you challenged them.

"Who are you?" I wondered, grabbing my sword. The harpy, murmured in a low voice and then turned to Scar, aware of her hair. "Red. It's a primary color. Ella likes red. It's pretty. What's you name?" The harpy asked. Her questions were irrational and all never made sense.

"You're name's Ella?" I asked. The harpy nodded. "You're demigods. Did you know that the oak tree is known as a sacred symbol to multiple religious deities? Ella likes Pie." She gazed at the tree, and smiled.

Rising to my feet, I walked over to the harpy. She must've hit her head. Obviously, she didn't have any other injuries, but that would explain her irrational questions and statments. "Ella, do you want to travel with us? I'm sure, you could be a big help. Besides, we could really use the arieal view of things."

"Ella will help. Ella knows the way. Safe place in Long Island. It would help the both of you." She said grabbing Scar's wrist. In a sudden moment, Ella froze. Herentire body went into a state of shock, but then returned to life.

"What's wrong?" Scar asked.
"The Roman Empire was one of the most prodominent empires in all of the world. Julius Ceasar was also a trusted emporer and a very well friend and aid to Octavian." She smiled. "The Romans were known to be more militaristic, war-like. "

Amazed, I stared at Scar. She wasn't comprehending anything that Ella was saying, which wasn't a bad thing. Taking a deep breath, we moved on forward, towards Long Island.

The travel took days. Seeing as to the whole traveling in three, we came across two liabilities, food rations and privacy. We had no time to be alone, and with Ella it could only go so far. Eventually, we just ended up staying up all night talking and eating.

But then came the monster. It was late at night, and my face was drenched in sweat. I gazed at the giant as I tried to move in for the kill. With a sudden, charge, The beast swatted me away. Pain crept across my back, as I plummited to the grounds. In the distance, Scar charged attacking head strong. She attacked, with such grace and confidence. Not once did she get injured or harmed. It was like she knew exactly when and where the monster was going to attack. With a swift stroke, she plunged her sword into the beast's eye and it plummited in a wail of graining ichor.

Amazed, I gazed at her to realize, she had a burning pair of spears above her head. Struggling to my feet, I raced towards her. "Scar, you're head you've been claimed!" I said. With a whisk of wind, Ella appeared.

"The goddess of war's daughter!" She recited. "Bellona, the most respected female goddess in Rome." Amazed Ella stared at her. I smiled glancing at Scar. "So, who would that be in Greece? Athena?"

"Bellona is a Roman Goddess, she is the one thing the Romans made themselves. The Greeks have Athena. But Romans do not respect Athena. Minerva is the name for Athena. Minerva was casted aside as a goddess of crafts and defensive strategy. But in some tales Bellona has a Greek form name Enyo, sometimes the twin sister of Ares, and others the Wife."

I gazed at her impressed. It was the first sentence, Ella had said without sounding philosophical. "I see. So what, can she still go to where ever we're going?" I asked.

Ella smiled. "No, no no, no no." She said. "The Romans and Greeks must never be together. Only war will come of it.But sometimes, it does create beautiful things."

Grabbing, Scar's hand I smiled. "Well, then, we'll just be one of those beautiful things." I smiled as I gave her a kiss.

Notes

Ella the harpy. This seems to be concrate. Scarlet is the daughter of Bellona and now, what happens when they arrive? How will it play out? Please comment, rate and subscribe. I would really appreciate it. Tell me your feelings on the way it's going. I wouldn't even mind a little criticizim, it helps a lot. But umm, yeah what did you guys think about Scarlet's mom?