Disclaimer: I don't own the Percy Jackson Characters.
Summary: There really isn't a 'killer' in this book. It is called 'The Killer'
because there is someone that keeps 'injuring' the Gods and Goddesses of
Olympus. There will not be any killing or slash.
Hermes was summoned from Olympus to a clearing in the woods by someone. He had no clue who it was, or what they wanted.
Hermes exited his car and started walking. After a few minutes, Hermes arrived at the clearing. It was about 14 feet across and 16 feet wide. When he arrived in the clearing, no one was there. This Hermes found strange because typically people don't leave when they want to send someone a message.
"Huh. That's strange. Must have been someone playing a joke on me. Well, if no one is here, it's worthless to stay any longer." Hermes muttered to himself.
Hermes turned around to walk out of the clearing. When he reached the edge of the clearing, he heard a branch snap behind him. Hermes spun around, but saw nothing.
"Not funny..." he said nervously.
Hermes heard someone speaking behind him. The voice sounded strangely familiar. The only difference about the voice was it sounded as if the speaker was in a trance. Almost as if someone was controlling the speaker.
"I tried to get rid of you before, but Ares got in the way. Now, there is no one that can come and find you. No one would dare to come this close to the Void." a voice whispered into Hermes' ear.
"What do you want?" Hermes demanded.
"I don't want anything. It's what my master wants." the voice hissed.
Suddenly, Hermes felt something stab into his back. It was extremely painful. Then, whoever it was pulled the weapon back out.
"I added a little something to the knife. Maybe you know what it was?" the voice laughed.
Hermes grimaced and turned around to face his attacker. Now he knew who his attacker was. The attacker's golden hair was messed up, almost as if the person hadn't bothered to brush it when they woke up. Their blue eyes, which Hermes was used to seeing clear and cheerful, were clouded and showed no emotion what so ever. Even if Hermes hadn't known his attacker very well, he would have been able to tell that something was off. That the person wasn't all there.
"Why?" Hermes asked weakly, "Why? You were always the one who Father thought would be the last to betray us."
"Father. He was the one who created this lie, Hermes. He was married, but still had affairs with women that he wasn't married to. He let Hera try to kill us." the attacker responded angrily.
With that, Hermes' attacker turned and walked away. It was almost as if he hadn't done anything to Hermes at all.
Hermes sat down and leaned up against the tree behind him. He knew that he should try to get to Olympus. But Hermes just sat there, wondering why his brother would betray them. After a while, blackness threatened to overwhelm Hermes, and he knew he should find help, yet he did nothing.
"I can't believe that he would do such a thing. I just can't believe it." Hermes mumbled before passing out.
One of the nearby Nature Spirits knew that something was wrong. The Nature Spirit took off running towards where Artemis was camping with her Hunters and some Demigods. When it arrived at Artemis' camp, Artemis was standing up and talking to the Demigods and her Hunters. The Nature Spirit raced up and grabbed Artemis' wrist and sprinted back in the direction it came from.
"Let me go! Or else!" Artemis shouted at the Nature Spirit.
Artemis twisted, trying to get away from it. Of course, the Nature Spirit ignored her and kept running. When they got to the clearing, the Nature Spirit slipped back into the tree, and Artemis slammed into the side of the tree.
"Erre es korakas! Pidiksu! As to Thialo! Styx!" Artemis cursed. The last one
brought a roll of thunder from the sky.
Artemis kept her hands on her head while she glanced around the clearing. The first thing she realized was that Hermes was there. The second thing she
realized was that Hermes wasn't sleeping, which is what it looked at first glance.
"Hermes?" Artemis asked, stupidly. Well, she already knew that he wasn't going
to answer.
Hermes groaned in reply, which was surprising.
"Artemis?" he asked weakly.
"Yes, Hermes?" Artemis asked. She gently placed her hand on Hermes head and brushed his hair back out of his face.
"Gorgan's Blood." Hermes mumbled, half aware of what he was saying.
"What about Gorgan's Blood?" Artemis asked.
Artemis' Swears:
Erre es korakas: Go to the crows
Pidiksu: ** you
As to thialo: Go to hell
Styx: The River
Thank you, The 11th Doctor's Mermaid Sam, for being my betta. :)
