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My first impression, dark. Musty curtains hung on each sides of the screen and in the middle a raging war was occuring. Where was I? The crowd around me seemed oblivious to the fact that I even exist, much less was here. Execpt for one girl, she gazed in my direction like a cat zoning in a mouse. She was beautiful, in a wild and feirce way. Her wideset eyes had a familiar fuoco in them and her dark brown hair glimmered in the pale light of the movie. She was what, sixteen, fifteen? Wait, how old was I? I had no clue, which scared me. But, who was I? Now that was the easy one,...

I thought about using actual minor gods, but I could not find any, so I made some up.
Prane
Prane was good at disguises. Walking down Fifth Avenue, he was wearing mortal clothes and walking like a mortal. Quickly. To the Empire State Building. Olympus. He zoned out, looking at peoples auras that tell what they are. He saw two people with a little bit of one of the gods blood in them. Maybe their ancestors were demigods. Then he saw the demigod, who was maybe in his early twenties. He realized that they were brothers at that moment. They were both children of Ares, although Prane was a full god....