"I better not fall." She said, closing her eyes.

"Wouldn't dream of it."
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By the time Crystal awoke by Leo shaking her, the sun was setting. She looked down, rubbing her eyes. Below her was a beautiful sight. It was a city on a cliff overlooking a river. Houses and other building were placed close together inside high walls and right in the middle was a real castle. It was made of huge brick walls with a square tower and a pointed green roof.

"We're in Quebec City," Piper said. "This is one of the oldest cities in North America. I think it was founded around 1600."

"How did you know?" Crystal asked.

Piper smiled, "You know, did this little thing called reading. I may be pretty, but I'm not dumb."

Crystal raised her arms up in mock surrender, "I like your moxie."

Piper nodded and smiled again.

"So, Ms. Know-it-all," Leo said, "What's that castle over there?"

"I think that's a hotel."

Leo laughed, "For real?"

Crystal noticed as they neared closer that it was, in fact, a castle. People in elegant clothing rushed in to get out the cold. Valets and Bellhops and doormen hustled around the main entrance.

"Well, that's ironic." Crystal said.

"Guys," Jason suddenly said, "We have company!"

Crystal looked down to see two angel-looking figures with large swords. Festus stopped in midair, flapping his wings and made a rumbling sound in his throat. Crystal tensed. She knew that growl, he was getting ready to blow fire.

"Sh, it's okay." She patted his neck.

As the angels got closer, Crystal realized they looked like normal teenagers, but with white hair and purple feathered wings. They looked like brothers due to their facial features.

One was very big, with a red hockey jersey, sweatpants, and black cleats. He had two black eyes and missing teeth, a sign that he's been a lot of fights.

The others looked horrible. His hair was long and shaped into a mullet. He had pointy shoes, pants that were way too tight, and a silk shirt with the top three buttons open. His face had a bad case of acne.

The gods stopped in front of Festus.

The hockey dude grunted, "You can't come."

"What?" Leo asked.

"You are not on our schedule. This air is restricted." The mullet guy said with a French accent that was probably fake because it was horrible.

"Destroy?" The hockey dude smiled his gapped grin.

Crystal immediately reached down for her dagger in its holster strapped to her thigh.

"No, wait!" Leo cried out, "Manners please! I'd like to know the people who are going to destroy me."

"I am Cal!" The hockey angel looked very proud that he could say that sentence.

"It's short for Calais. My brother cannot say words larger than two syllables..." The mullet man said.

"This is Zethes! My brother!" Cal replied.

"Yes, I am Zethes, short for Zethes. And this lady here," Cal's brother winked at Crystal. "Can call me whatever she wants. Maybe she would like to go on a date with a famous demigod before she is destroyed?"

Crystal nodded. "For real? Wow! I've always wanted to go out with Hercules! But, uh, I don't him... Leo, do you see him?"

Leo shook his head.

Crystal sighed, "Oh, darn. I was looking forward to Saturday..."

Zethes looked confused. "So, Saturday?"

Crystal looked him up and down, "No, sorry. Saturday is out. Um, how about never? Is never good?"

"Ah, it's no problem. We Boreads are very romantic people." He wiggled his eyebrows, unfazed.

"Wait, Boreads? As in, children of Boreas?" Jason asked.

"Yes! We are the gatekeepers of our father. That's why this is restricted air," Zethes said. "So unless this is an emergency landing, we will have to destroy you."

They raised their swords, but Piper interrupted.

"Wait! This is an emergency landing! Our dragon is malfunctioning and could crash any minute!" She sounded so persuasive, and Crystal found herself believing her.

On cue, Festus tilted his head and black oil fell from his ear onto a car below them.

"No destroy?" Cal sounded so disappointed.

Zethes resisted for a moment, but gave in, "You are pretty- I mean right. A malfunctioning dragon does sound like an emergency... Alright. Follow us."