In a world that most consider normal being to be walking to the store, driving a car, going to church, school, and other such things. It makes even considering beings known as demi gods and goddesses out of the question. Add to the fact that most the world is founded on some form of religion that had a belief in only one god. Making it nearly impossible for even the idea of Demi goddesses , and gods. Let alone the idea the polytheistic idea that there are many gods. From the Greek gods, to old Egyptian gods.<br/>These gods are as real as your pet cat, or even your neighbor. But they are not seen on earth unless they are in human form. Which is rare. These gods and goddesses may live in the same world but they can not be seen by human eyes. Unless that human had already been exposed to the world, or has some part of them that has the blood of a god or goddess. These humans are normally seen as the elite or the Demi gods, and goddess. And in every country there is a secrete agency that hunts these elite beings down. Afraid that they could alone turn the peoples beliefs. This agency goes by many names, and originally started in America. Where Olympus which is Zeus home resides. Which means the Greek gods have chosen America as their new home.  In turn America the very Christian country started an agency known as D.O.M.E to hunt these beings, and their children down. Somehow believing that humans have a chance against the gods, and goddesses.<br/>The war between the humans and the gods, and goddess have been ragging since the very start of world war 2.Where the Germans had used some gods, and goddesses powers to help spread their power. Alchemy being the very gift that Ares had given them. This in and of itself had caused a truce between the U.S and the gods, and goddess. So that the U.S could use their power ..to fight back against the Germans. But once the U.S won the war. They began to retaliate against those that had lended their power to them.<br/>This began the longest war. All civilians, and military personal in America did not have a clue about this silent war. Only the Americans that were in the D.O.M.E agency new. And these Americans were specially equipped to handle these elite beings.<br/><br/>Now in the year 2011 the agency is still running, and is still hunting down the elite beings.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>Cathrine found herself wandering down the main road of upstate New York. Cars drove past her speeding in rows of four down the main road towards time square. The sky was clear and sunny on this Monday afternoon, and she knew that most people saw her staff as more of a purse. That is unless they were elite. Which she would know if they were or not. Thanks to her favorite dog Sirius. He was an odd Egyptian hound, and she often got many questions about him. Though she usually answered them all with little to no facts on him.<br/>She had one of the little gadgets that the humans seem to make. It plays  some amazing music. Which reminded her much of Apollo and lyre. Upstate New York was as busy as usual. With people crowding the streets. She watched as a goblin crossed the road quickly. But to the humans he would of been a dog, or a cat. For they couldnâ€™t see the poor creature. She couldnâ€™t exactly tell where she was going. Just that she needed to keep moving to avoid that agency that seemed to be hunting down her kind. All she knew was that Zeus had sent her down here for a reason. Though that reason was still unclear. So she tended to keep herself busy researching the human race, and how they seem to work.<br/>Then she walked right into someone. Spilling her hot chocolate all over the person. "Iâ€™mâ€¦Iâ€™m sorry." Sirius yelped a little. Which signaled that this person was an elite.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Colton looked down on an old document from years ago about the war. He was checking over every little detail. So far they were able to make a list or rather family tree of all the Greek gods, and goddess. The only problem was that they couldnâ€™t exactly know  who was elite and who wasnâ€™t. He leaned back in his soft black office chair. Papers were scattered everywhere on his dark red oak desk. A black tobacco pipe rested on the right corner of the desk. The ceiling was white, with a gold ceiling fan, and the walls were black to give the room a nice dim look. The lamp was placed on the left side of his desk, and was the only thing lighting the small office room. In the center of the room was a large cushiony black couch that people could sit on , and watch the flat screen TV that rested on the wall facing the couch.<br/><br/>His hair was highlighted with red streaks, and he wore a black collar to represent his loyalty to the agency. He pressed the buzzard on his phone. That was nearly covered with papers. "Melinda Hansen to my office please." He stretched his long legs onto the desk. Taking another drag from his tobacco pipe. Awaiting for Melinda the gorchous to make her way into the office.