Ares

Aphrodite's P.O.V

I walked out of the house, riding my chariots pulled by sparrows, of course I could be seen by humans but I had another route. Besides, I couldn't be seen if I was way up in the sky.

After getting to my secret hideout in the city, I headed towards my car. It was time to do things the human way. This hideout was only for my car and chariot. Thankfully, Poseidon gifted me this car two years ago.

Once I'd driven far into the city, I had to stop after the traffic lights hit red. A bike pulled up beside me and the rider had an helmet on. A familiar feeling hit me. I'd noticed his skin was too pale for a human. His black shoulder-length hair had perfect red streaks. As I stared at the broad-shouldered guy with leather jacket on the bike, I didn't know the lights were green now, and he rode away.

Suddenly, it dawned on me. This was Golden City, and gods roamed freely here, and there was only one god with that hair who'd loved leather jackets.