It looks peaceful here. Meg seems so confident but she and her boyfriend no nothing of the God's wrath. I grip my hands. I don't like Hercules. When I fist laid eyes on him, it just brought back so many things. He's the son of Zeus. The one who made me choose. The one who makes their kingdom fall. 

"This is our garden." Meg points.

I look around.

"It's nice." I shrug.

I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe really. I realize I'm missing a finger. How did I not know one was blasted off? God... I'm losing it. I run my fingers through my hair. I have faced countless foes. My whole world is turning upside down because of me. 

"Hey... you okay?" Hercules asks me.

I nod.

"I'm fine." I hiss.

"Yeah, not buying it." Meg says.

"I'm just tired I've had a really really long couple of years of life." I say.

"Are you still trying to find your way back?" Hercules asks.

That hit me like a cold-hearted wave. I look down. I grip my head. I can still hear the screaming.

"You good?" Phil asks.

I kick him.  He goes flying into a wall.

"Just shut up!" I yell.

I grip my head.

"Hey, hey, calm down it's okay. You're safe." Meg says.

"You don't know anything about what I've gone through!" I yell.