( Well, that's the question, because Red has no idea what she actually is. It's part of her internal crisis since she rolled up on the mortal realm without any clear idea. She's not human, not fully Cerberus either - some weird mix. She takes a long drink from the glass until the burn hits the back of her throat, until her glass is empty.

Then she just kind of shrugs. )

Me. I was made. I don't know how. It's not like Hades explained shit to me, and I'm Cerberus - well some weird mix of Cerberus and whatever he did to make me more like a a person. Specifically, I'm the Cerberus of Purgatory High School, and I was supposed to guard the spirits and make sure they didn't get up to shit like trying to escape, destroying things, getting into fights, going to restricted areas.

Shit like that. ( She fills her drink again, stares into the liquid, settles the burn in her chest. ) I know it's confusing.