I don't own the gods, the gods own themselves I think I'll burn some food to Hermes so he doesn't come after me just in case he reads this. For those who don't know in book 2 Hermes talks to Percy about the time he stole Apollo's cattle, this is that story
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A heard of cattle grazed in the fields under the watching eye of the moon. It was a starry night and a young man walked around a few trees and got down on his knees. A young cow looked at him and give him an affectionate 'Moo' she put her head back down to eat the grass, the youth held out his hand and she came over, he rubbed the side of her head.
The youth was being watched by an older man, he was standing in the shadows of the hills watching, he squinted out into the fields to see who was near the cows but the moon didn't offer much light so he crept closer to the cattle.
The old man walked slowly, keen not to be heard, he stopped just behind the youth, who froze as he became aware he was being watched, he turned quickly to see who was watching him.
"Oh sir, forgive me" The man said, as he recognised the blue eyes and blonde hair, he got down on the floor and knelt at the boys feet "I didn't mean to alarm you, lord Apollo"
The man bowed his head to the god, who smiled and stood up
"I take no offence, you are just doing your job of watching over my cows" Apollo reached out and stroked a cow close to him. He looked up at the sky, it was black and star coved but he knew dawn was close now, time to ride the chariot.
"I shall return later, I must go ride the skies now" Apollo turned away from the man, who quickly looked the other way as Apollo turned into his true god form and vanished. As the old man made his way back to the hills a red light had appeared in the sky, turning quickly into gold.
The light from Apollo's chariot sneaked up into the mountains, it brought light into a small cave in Mount Cyllene. A women sat resting against the wall, she rubbed her stomach and looked down next to her on the floor, there was a small cot filled with blankets and a baby was inside, this wasn't any baby, this boy had just been born yet he was aware of everything, his blue eyes were deep blue like an ocean and his black hair curled over his head, little ears stuck out making him look a little elf-ish.
Maia put her hand on the baby's head, moving his hair out of his eyes
"Little Hermes" she smiled down at him, Hermes gave her a rather sly grin and rolled over in his blankets, hitting the pillow to make it more comfortable. Maia watched as Hermes beat his bedding up, she picked Hermes up with the blankets and held him, she rubbed his hair as she looked out of the entrance to the sky above, Hera was up there somewhere on Olympus, Maia had avoided her wraith so far, but she knew once Hera found them both she and Hermes would be in danger.
Hermes looked around the cave, everything was a little burly, he moved his fingers and toes and took deep breaths, he felt very strong for being only a hour old, he moved his head to look up at his mother she was very pretty, her long brown hair was braided in gold and she wore something around her neck, Hermes stretched up and looked closer, it was a golden chain and a stone hanged down
'Nice' Hermes thought, he reached out for it, he wanted it.
"What you doing Hermes?" His mother asked
"Eh, hug" Hermes voice was like an older child, his mother smiled, her son had said his first words, she moved her arms around the infants' body. Hermes continued to stare at the necklace.
The sun had come up fully by the time Maia laid Hermes back into bed and wrapped the blankets around his waist; he pulled a face and pushed the blankets up higher. Maia went to the side of the cave and laid down to sleep.
The morning went by, Hermes was playing with the blankets until he felt something in his stomach. Hermes sat up and looked over to his mother, she was sleeping. His vision had became clear so had his mind, he wanted to see the world, he wanted food, a desire for meat came to him, he had never tasted meat, he had never eaten yet but he knew what he wanted. He got on his knees and lifted himself up and climbed out of bed. His mother had him dressed in some itchy clothing, he wasn't too happy about that.
Hermes peeked out of the cave, the world outside was beautiful. The sky was blue and the grass stretched out for miles, he could see a lake nearby and the sun reflected off it. Hermes ginned, it was time for this young god to go explore