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1859, New York

The night was damp and mug with rain that had been coming down for days without ending, Tristen walks through the streets of New York with his coat closed inches from the ground and his hat taking the hits from the rain. He walks into a bar he had walked into hundreds of times seeing the same old rough and tough men arguing and having fights over the littlest things, the women were as looses as the laces they were wearing and that was the way Tristen liked it. Walking through the bar Tristen passes by like he didn't know anyone while the people jump out of his way he walks pass the bar into the back opening the a door to see the owner with her feet up "Where's my money Mona?" he says closing the door behind him.

"Hello Tristen, How are you? that's how you greet someone" Mona says opening taking money out and throwing to Tristen as he catches it "It's only half since I know you killed your bounty instead of bring him back like I asked".
"He's dead Mona that's what counts bad people die....Do you have anything else for me or not?" Tristen says putting the money away. "No, not now but compare to other people these guys deserved a far trial, there are worst things out their Tristen and if you open your eyes or have someone open them for you, you could see them" Mona says looking at Tristen with a worried face.
"Yea well when your worst whatever decides to show its self and if you pay me I will be gladly to help you take it out but until then call me when theirs another bad guy I'm grabbing a drink on you" Tristen said before leaving and heading to the bar. Tristen sits down at the bar and grabs a drink.

The Nymph tightened the thin shawl around her shoulders as she looked around the huge, busy city she was already lost in. Her deep mossy green hair stuck to her face and shoulders as the rain continued to relentlessly pour down upon the city. The cold droplets sent shivers down her body and began to quicken her pace. Luckily she was able to blend in with the crowd, something impossible if they could see her real appearance. She appeared to the public as a woman with long deep red and hair and brilliantly green eyes that were quickly looking around the area.

A few people asked if she was lost but she quickly pushed past them to continue for her search. She needed help yes, but they were not the person. As the cold began to become unbearable she quickly entered a nearby bar. She tugged the soaked shawl off her shoulders and tossed it to the side. The Nymh gathered her hair and began to look around the bar. She had a feeling he was here, she would just have to simply find out.

Tristen sat there drinking his drink and staring into space as he did so, just before he was going to call it a night the bar door opened letting in a beauty he hadn't seen in this parts in a very long time thinking to himself he wasn't going home alone tonight. As she put her coat on the rack Tristen could see that he wasn't the only man in here to notice her, one after another a guy would come up to her trying to get her attention but hes seen this happen before and it always ends one way, the men getting into a brawl hurting themselves and sometimes the woman.

Triten got up and walks over to the crowd of man as they immediately began to disperse as he walks through them to the center "How are you there sweetheart?" Tristen says smiling at the women "How about we sit", he takes her hand and guides her to a booth in the back of the bar sitting her down on one side while he sat on the other.

Her eyes widened as a group of men approached her and she turned her head in disinterest as she began to wring out her long hair. She took a step back as they began to fight amongst themselves and considered the idea of leaving. She was about to turn when another man approached her, the others immediately leaving her vicinity. Perhaps he was held higher amongst the men here?

Her curiosity was peaked but she said nothing in return to him as he led her to a booth in the back of the bar. The Nymph ran her hands down her wet skirts and couldn't help but shiver slightly.
She brought her hands up to her shoulders and ran them down, slowly the fabric began to dry but to anyone who was watching her she seemed to simply be wrapping her arms around her body for warmth.

"I have to apologize for those men love when they see a women that looks like yourself they can't help but act like a bunch of animals in a cage" Tristen says looking at her as she put her hands around her chest. This was the first time he had saw a women that looks like her come into this bar, she looked sophisticated, shy, and somewhat lost which to him had him thinking why would a lost women such as herself come into a hell hole as nasty as this one.

"So you aren't veery talkative I see so how about we start off like any other strangers do I'm Tristen, Tristen Godfrey" he says looking at her in the eyes "This is the part when you say your name love"

Her eyes gazed around the bar, taking in the rough exterior and even noticed a few women with rather interesting behavior. Is that usual for this time? Were women suddenly so loose with men? She was quite surprised by this but she pushed the useless thought away. Her attention was caught as the man across form him began to talk. She blinked and her cheeks flushed softly, smiling a bit nervously.

Her arms dropped from her chest and she gave him a smile,"Oh, yes that is quite usual isn't it? My name is Luell, a pleasure to meet you...Tristen."she said as she ran a hand through her drenched hair that stuck to her face and neck.

"Now that wasn't so bad was it love" Tristen says as he leans back in his seat "Luell, that's a beautiful name not one you hear around this parts at all which has me thinking that you aren't from here". Tristen looks at Luell watching as she gazes around the room staring at every women that she sees flirting with a man as if it was her first time in a city.

"So Luell would you like to tell me what brings you to the five points of New York and why a pretty girl like yourself is doing in a place this that is obviously making you uncomfortable to be in love?"

"Why do you keep calling me love?"she asked with obvious curiosity,"Am I your love? Have we met before?"she said,"Love is a rather intimate pet name is it not?"she asked as she leaned her cheek against her hand that was propped up on the table. Her steady gaze lingered on him before looking down to the old wood table between them.

"I am not from around these part,s I come from...well the countryside."she nodded,"I am here in search of help, in a very important quest. You would happen to know any great heroes or legends would you? I'm in desperate need of such..."she said with a nervous and anxious tone,"I have but little time..."she seemed to be quite stressed in that moment.

Tristen was thrown by how much her personality changed from very shy to almost completely open it was strange but it looked like he was getting through to her "Quest, heroes, legends I think you might have been reading to many adventures love those things don't exist" Tristen says sighing seeing that he was wasting his time with a nut case. Tristen looks to the corner of his eye as Mona comes out of the backroom walking behind the bar at that moment he stands up and tips his hat to the women "Its was nice talking to you Luell but this is to much work for one night with you and the love thing isn't personal I call all women that"

Tristen begins to walk to the exit until "TRISTEN!!" Mona screams making him turn his head in shock, he walks over to the bar "What is it?" Tristen says with anger in his voice.
Mona looks at Tristen then at Luell "You need to that with that girl, she is very important and so is her mission" Mona says with worry on her face, "No she is crazy and made me wast half my night"

The Nymph was not at all surprised by his response and simply stood,"My apologies, perhaps next time you don't try to take interest in someone who you obviously only wanted to sleep with."she was in too much of hurry to be kind in the moment of crisis. So stressed in fact her disguise was beginning to slip. Her deep green eyes slipped into an aged yellow and the tips of her hair became a deep green.

She paused as a women seemed to know what the Nymph was talking about and for a brief moment she felt hope and relief. Her hand reached for the door knob of the door,"Honestly, people are so close-minded in this age."

Mona looked to the door as Luell began to leave "50,000" Mona said to Triten as he looked at her with his eyes jaw dropped and eyes open "I will give you 50,000 if you stay with, protect, and help her during her mission you said to call you when those bad guys coe well there here and you are going to need her". Tristen looks at Luell then back at Mona "50,000 just for another job....Fine I'll see you in a couple of days" he said before running over to Luell "Hey love hang on there for a second maybe I was a little hasty I was just trying to get you into bed like you said but I have a change of heart your looking for a hero will I'm your man".

At that moment Tristen felt the bar get colder sending shivers down his spine.

Her aged yellow eyes looked him over before she ran a hand through her hair and nodded,"Yes, yes. Now, we need to hurry to Greece."she said and snapped her fingers. A deep green cloak appeared in her hands and she threw it around her shoulders. As she pulled her hood on she turned to him, her skin a soft green and her hair a deep, mossy green that traveled down her back,"This will not be safe and I cannot guarantee your safety but if you survive this through with me...you will have riches beyond belief."she turned and headed out the door.

"Now, let me explain the situation to you. I'm sure at some point you have read of Greek mythology? Yes, that is not at all a myth, especially those cursed Titans. Do you follow?"she asked.

Tristens jaw had once again fell this time his once the only one, the entire bar had seen what Luell had done and they were just as confused as he was. The cloak had appear out of nowhere and Luell had completely changed her appearance "What, what, what is happening?" Tristen says looking at Luell as she opens the door to the bar, just as she left Tristen turns to look at Mona as she looked calm and well together as if she knew what Luell was.

Tristen walks out of the bar and runs after Luell catching up with her and pulling her into the nearest alley "What the hell was that? what was with the cloak and hair and Titans? What the hell are you?"

The Nymph gave him an annoyed look and pulled from his grasp,"I'm a Nymph, you know. Eternal beings of the nature? Oh, this is going to be a long journey."she slid down the wall and covered her face with her hands. She took in a deep breath to calm down and even counted to ten before she stood and grabbed his hand,"Please, I need your help. If she trusts your abilities then I will as well, and...I will give you however much money you need but I need your trust."she said in a soft, anxious voice. She looked up to him, her free hand clenching her cloak.

"Nymphs" Tristen paces back and fourth thinking about how everything is happening so fast and once Luell had mentioned money he stopped and looked towards her "You did mention richest back there but you also mentioned something about me might not being able to comeback alive and I'm sorry but that's not for me love". Tristen began to walk away form Luell when he felt someone was watching them making him stop and open his coat, he looks up at the rooftops trying to see anything out of the ordinary only to see nothing which made him uneasy.

Turning to Luell he grabs her hand "Listen we have to go and-" Tristen gets cut off by a man appearing out of nowhere behind Luell with a gun pointed at her, he pushes her to the side and takes out his ruight revolver putting a bullet in his head "What the hell was that? He appeared out of nowhere" Tristen says still feeling eyes on them.

The Nymph nodded slightly and turned to continue her search. She paused as he said something that quickly made her nervous and just as uneasy. She gasped softly as she was pulled and a hand snapped up to cover her mouth. Her eyes wide as she watched the mysterious man fall to the ground, lifeless in an instant. She looked to Tristen and gently pulled from his grasp,"I need to go..right now..."she said in a shaky voice,"I need to complete this quest, even if I'm tortured..."she looked frightened like a small child yet her stance held determination,"I can't promise you safety, it was nice to meet you."she smiled slightly and turned to leave.

"Love wait you can't just and your leaving OK fine go let these guys get there hands on you" Tristen says holstering his gun. Walking over to the dead man Tristen could feel the eyes that were on him leave he bends down to see this guy was a regular at the bar, opening his dead eye he sees that the dead mans eyes are pitch black with some symbol in the middle. Standing up Tristen thinks about the eyes that were on him realizing something "They weren't after me son of a bitch" he said running in the direction Luell walked off.

Catching up to Luell he walks side by side with her "OK I'll help but we do this my way you came to me for help not the other way around, now why do you need my help?"

The Nymph was honestly surprised that he had returned to her. She smiled slightly and nodded,"Yes, yes...alright yes we can do it your way. I will uphold my end of the deal of course."she breathed and pulled her cloak tightly around her body, shivering as the cold air blew through the city.

"There, is a prophecy, that in a matter of days from now the Titans will be revived. These titans, can tear apart a countryside in seconds. This could mean the end to everything. The prophecy foretold the last Nymph and her companion must journey to mount Olympus and put them to rest. I need your protection, to get thee. I promise, you will receive whatever you desire be it women or money."

"Women or money, not much of a difference" Tristen said smiling as they continued walking, when they turned the corner he could see the shadows of at least a dozen mwn coming from down the street Tristen grabs Luell again and pulled her back around the corner holding her against the wall as he peaked around the corner seeing what he saw in the man he killed black eyes with symbols on them and it wasn't just men it was women to.

"I think that someone is trying to stop you from doing your mission and if we are to leave New York then that is much easy said then done" Tristen says looking at Luell.

She took a deep breath and nodded,"Yes, there are people who wish the Titans to wake. We simply need to outwit them."she pressed tightly against Tristen and pulled his face down. She leaned up to pressed a kiss to his forehead,"Do not say a word."she mumbled as she watched a small symbol appear on his forehead.,"Keep your hands on me."she said shakily and slowly tugged them out.

As they left their cover none of the men or women seemed to noticed them at all. She was thankful it had worked and carefully slipped them through the crowd.