Maybe he was kidding and was actually the god of flashy exits. Before I could have an existential breakdown, my phone rang. It was Quintin.

"Yo Gil, what's up, dude?"

"Hey Qin, now is probably not a good time..." I said, picking up the destroyed burger off the ground.

"Oh, you got some plans for tonight! Hitting up the town solo? Come on, man, wait for me to come back. I'll be your wingman. Give me like two hours, and I can be there in time to hit up a club."

The doorbell rang.

"Shit, I forgot! I have to go. My date is here!"

"Your what?!" Qin said before I ended the call.

Turning around disregarding the mess on my floor, I opened the door, "Hey there, Diana. I'm sorry, something came up. We'll have to reschedule. " I said.

"Oh no! Well, we can celebrate your birthday here. I'll cook for you," Diana said, pushing past me and walking inside. Okay, she's the bossy type, I can live with that. No I should break things off, so she doesn't get involved with my assignment from death.

After I closed the front door, I turned around to see Diana standing in the middle of the living room. Raising her left hand, the crystal on her wristband glowed. Her entire body flickered. Her silk dress shimmered and morphed, becoming tough leather straps and golden armor that matched the battle gear of legendary Amazonian's you see on a documentary.

"Uh, so you're Wonder Woman?" I said.

"Of course not. That's just a made-up character. Wait, you're awfully calm after witnessing my transformation," Diana said, tightening her belt filled with knives of different shapes around her waist. "Usually, people are amazed or freaked out."

"Considering I just watched the god of death turn into butterflies, this is pretty tame," I said. Walking to the kitchen, I grabbed the broom and dust pan, then started to clean up the mess on the floor.

"Regardless, your training starts tonight, maggot," Diana said hurling a sword and shield, which crashed inches from my feet. When I looked up, she stood with hands planted on her hips, wearing a cocky smile.

"Yeah, whatever spare me the theatrics, we don't need to do the whole drill sergeant thing. I'm not your solider and you don't need to make a man out of me. Let's just get started."

The cocky smile washed from her face. "Your entire demeanor has changed. Are you upset we didn't have our date? We can do it first, than start your training if you want?"

I emptied the dustpan into the trashcan. "No, it’s not that. I'm just accepting that my peaceful life is gone for the foreseeable future. Come on, let's just start the training montage already," I said, picking up the sword and shield.