This was inspired by 'How Poseidon Really Meet Sally Jackson' by Starlight Comet.

I relized that there aren't many stories about how Hermes met May C. and, although this isn't going to the longest story I've written, like BAD DAY (Invader Zim), there will be a 'surprise chapter' at the end. For BAD DAY I had a surprise chapter, and it was a song-fic that fit almost perfectly. This story will be have a song-fic at the end as well.

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Chapter 1

Airport

Hermes POV

I was dosing off in one of those shoe-cleaning stands at the Tampa Airport (don't ask why I was in Florida, I just was.), when I heard her. There was a scream. When I looked up, finding the shoe cleaning guy gone, I saw a girl with silky blonde hair, green eyes, wearing a brown shirt and black slacks. There was a hellhound barking at her, teeth bared, and eyes red and cold as Hades when he's in a bad mood. And trust me, that's NOT fun. Instinctively, I jumped up and went over to the huge hound, while the lady hit it with her purse (or as many people I've met, a pock-a-book).

"GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU FREAKY, STUPID, DOG!" she screamed at it. I had a feeling she was different. The cool thing about being a Greek god, is that I can simply hold out my hand and think of my sword, and boom! There it is! And by the time I reached the girl with the huge, fluffy hellhound, she was cornered against the wall. With a silent swish, I ran my sword through the hound, and the golden dust sprinkled down in, making whoever this lady is look like a star that fluttered from down from the sky (whoa, that was totally an Aphrodite moment….wait, why the Hades am I comparing myself to a goddess?) . She had light freckles on her nose that made her look even better in my opinion.

"Get away from me." she took a step back, but tripped over her high heals. I couldn't move.

"GET AWAY, YOU FREAK!"

"How am I freak? I kept that hellhound from eating you alive!" why I suddenly got mad, I don't know.

"A hellhound? Is that what that huge dog was?"

I nodded. Then thought: you idiot! This is a MORTAL!

"And, you, just so happen to have a sword, and made it turn to dust?" she asked, giving me a 'what-the-heck-are-you-and-why-are-you-here' look. Again, and quite stupidly, I nodded. What was I thinking! Im talking to a MORTAL, and I just said I had a SWORD, and made a HELLHOUND turn into GOLDEN DUST. That's not everyday stuff that mortals see!

"Yeah, im going crazy." She turned to walk away. I followed.

"STOP following me." she growled.

"Im not following you. I just happen to have to walk this way." I answered.

Hermes? I don't think anyone can mistake that voice. (A/N: for any conversation done though the mind for the gods, Hermes will be typed in the bold Italic.)

Well, is this Aphrodite, or some really good imposter?I replied sarcastically. That's another good thing about being a god. I can speak to the other gods through my mind.

I'll take that as a complement. Now, Zeus wanted me to tell you, you HAVE to keep the girl you're following, OFF thatplane. He would tell you himself, but he's with Apollo right now….you could say he's feeling a bit under the weather. She replied.

What does he expect? Him, Ares, and Dionysus were up all night, drinking wine to the last drop!I pointed out, a little, I guess you could say jealous because I was stuck delivering mail, while the others were partying and having fun.

That's not the point, Hermes. Keep her off the plane. The monsters know she can see them. and they'll follow her onto the plain, which is landing in Colorado Springs, and that's where Zeus's daughter is, and he doesn't want her to get hurt from more monsters that follow that lady! And Zeus would shoot the plane out of the sky to keep his precious, love-hating, big-headed, jerk-faced-

Aphrodite, I get. You no likey Zeus's little girl because she a hunter of Artemis. Get over it already. There are tons of things I don't like, like when Athena makes one of her owls follow me around everywhere to make sure I don't do anything stupid, even though she only does that when I…uh, party too hard.

Yeah, 'party too hard'. You mean when you go to some party, drink way to much, and either end up going to some lady's house and having a kid, or passing out on the floor or street and wake up with wedding ring on.

Hey, that never happened! I never woke up with a wedding ring on! Well….not that I remember anyway….OH, store with chocolate! And COFFEE! I could use some sugar right now…

Hermes…..you know very well that if Zeus found out you were stealing coffee and sugar, that you'd be punished. He doesn't like it when you get too hyper. Or hyper at all for that matter. Besides, Tea is so much better for you. NOW GO KEEP THAT GIRL FROM GETTING ON THE PLANE, AND DARN IT, STAY AWAY FROM THE SUGAR!

Okay, fine. I'll stay away from the sugary goodness….for now.

With that last comment, I blocked her out of my mind, and went to take some coffee anyway.

Turns out, the coffee was like drinking cardboard. And, I relized that I had no idea where that pretty lady went. Hm…maybe I should just head toward the gate she's supposed to board at….

And about 100 feet from where I was when I left the liquid-cardboard shop, I found her! So, I did what any totally awesome immortal would do. I tripped over my own feet, stumbled, and crashed into her, knocking her to the ground. And when I jumped up and helped her up, she kicked me in my soft spot –curse girls and their sometimes pointy high-heals- and hit me with her purse.

"OW! Stop hitting me! I just kept you from getting eaten alive by a hellhound!" hopefully the other hopelessly blind mortals around me thought I said 'hound dog'.

"You pushed me to the ground! And now you expect me to thank you for killing that stupid dog!" she exclaimed. People were staring at us now. Thinking quickly, I snapped my fingers and everyone in this part of the airport dropped to the floor, sleeping, except for me and the girl whose name I still do not know.

"No, I don't expect you to thank me. but can you answer just one little question?" I asked nicely, giving my best puppy-eyes.

"W-why did everyone just drop dead like that?" she gulped, looking around. I guess they did look a little dead….and why did I keep doing stuff like that when im trying to talk to a mortal? I must be stupid! ….dont comment on that.

"They're not dead. I promise, they're not. Im no murderer. I need you to tell me you're name." I said slowly.

"Im not telling you anything, until you answer my questions."

I was starting to lose my patients. But then again, I used to being treated with respect, and as a high ranking person. Most mortals can sense that in any god they meet, but this one clearly wasn't afraid to disrespect anyone.

"Fine. Ask away."

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Can you ask that one last?"

"No."

"Then I can either be you're worst nightmare, or greatest ally."

"I mean, what's your name?"

"I'll answer that later."

"Fine. Where are from? You have a weird accent."

"Greece. I mean…uh…"

"Greece? That place where the Greeks lived?"

"And still do. Well, someone has to live, and if not mortal- I mean humans, then animals do." I. Am. The. Biggest. Moron!

"You see the same creatures I do? Like that giant dog?"

"Yes. And that was hellhound."

"And you're name is….."

"Tell me yours first." I growled. She didn't flinch. Brave, little mortal.

"May Castellan." She answered.

"Don't get on the plane." I blurted out.

"What?"

"Look, the plane is not safe. Those monsters you keep seeing, they'll follow you onto it, and then this one girl –my fathers mortal kid- would possibly get killed, and then I'd have my father and one of my half-sisters trying to kill me multiple times." Again, I am blindly speaking.

"What? you make no sense!"

"Yeah, I know that!"

"Who are you?"

"I'll tell you, but only if you don't get on the plane!"

"You cant tell me what a can and cant do!"

I wanted to say 'I can tell you do anything I want you to, and you'd have to obey me because I kill you in a spilt second or make life a living hell for you' but decided not to.

"Just don't get on the plane. I'll give you back the money you spent on your ticket, and get you a faster, better ride to Colorado Springs, just DO NOT get on that plane."

"And whats a faster way of getting anywhere without a plane?" she challenged.

"When you figure out who I am, you'll know. But to keep from be stalked by freaks, I wont tell you until I think I should." I said.

"You're a freak stalking me. Like you would care being stalked by more freaks." She grumbled. I took a deep breath to keep from snapping.

"Look, im only trying to keep you from getting killed. That plane will only be the cause for your death. I can get you to Colorado Springs as easily as I could drink a glass of water. Or as easily as I slipped my sword through the hellhound. It wouldn't take any effort, and you'll be there safely, to where ever it is you want to be." I sighed.

"No. I bought the tickets, im taking the plane."

She started to walk away, back toward the gate she was supposed to be in. I thought quickly.

"I'll do whatever you want me to for a month!" I offered.

"Then leave me alone."

"I could always use force." I stated plainly.

"You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, but I would. And I've been known to use force."

"Yeah. forcing people not to tell the cops you raped them."

"You don't give in easily, do you?" I wasn't going to deny that I've raped someone before….ONLY ONCE DID I EVER DO THAT, AND I WAS YOUNGER, WILD, AND IT WAS MILLIONS OF YEARS AGO!

"No, I don't."

"That's cool. Okay, maybe I've been a bit pushy with you…..but I know stuff that you wouldn't want to know…I know what will happen when you land in Colorado. Please, don't go on that forsaken metal bird." Whoa, where did that come from?

You need help with this, clearly. Hermes, when talking to a woman, be gentle, not pushy and bossy. Don't try to take charge!

Di Immortales, Aphrodite! Stay out of my mind!

Not until you get her away from that plane!

You annoy me to know end.

More then Pheito?

Don't even get me started on her! That two-timing, double faced, back-stabbing-

Don't ever speak of a woman that way!

She TRICKED me into marrying her. Im aloud to say what I want about her, and she cant do anything about it!

Just go keep her from getting on the stupid plane! And don't let me catch you talking about a woman like that again!

Whatever.

Why do they keep doing that? It only wastes the time I have to keep her from getting on that plane!

"OKAY, what if I told you the truth!" I yelled after her. She turned around and glared at me.

"One thing I've learn about men, is they NEVER tell the truth." She snarled.

Exactly! Smart girl! I heard Artemis say.

"Not all men won't tell the truth. I swear I'll be honest with you, if you don't get on that plane."

"I don't believe you." She looked away now, and her voice got quieter.

"You've been hurt by men, haven't you. You find it hard to trust anyone." I could tell by the way she sniffed and turned around that I was getting somewhere now.

"That happens to lots of people. I've had my fair share are mistreatment by other plenty of times." I continued.

"Stop." She said.

"You'll feel better if you tell people about it."

"I have. No one cares."

"Don't say that."

"They say that im over reacting. That im being to stuck-up and snotty."

"They're not good friends then, are they. I have family who treat me as they would a troublesome mouse. They don't care if I jumped off a cliff and was never seen again."

This time she looked up at me, with eyes shimmering with tears.

"I've seen so many broken hearts and death in my life, I find it a miracle I haven't given up yet." I said, trying to get her to just break and stop arguing.

"I was going to Colorado to visit my father. He's sick. And dying." She sniffled.

"I can get you there much faster. You can have more time with him." I insisted.

"How? You're just like everyone else! You promise stuff, but cant go through with it!" she yelled at me, her mood switching from sad, to angry.

"Im NOT like everyone else."

"Then who are you?"

Tell her the truth now, Hermes. If she tries to tell the cops or anything, you can always erase that part from her memory. Aphrodite said.

"You promise you'll believe me?" I sighed.

She gave me a weary look. "Fine."

"Although im almost positive you wont, I'm the Greek god Hermes-"

"You're insane."

"If I can finish what I was saying, if you've ever studied Greek Mythology, you would know Zeus if my father. His daughter –in a weird way one of my half sisters- is in Colorado Springs and monsters will attack her if you go on that plane because they'll follow you. I've been told to keep you from going on that plane."

"Yeah, I've studied Greek Mythology. If I remember correctly, Hermes is the god of liars and thieves." She retorted.

"And of Roads and travelers."

"So?"

"So I can get you anywhere you wanted faster then the blink of an eye, unless you wish to die as soon as the plane lands!" I snapped.

HERMES! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SPEAKING TO GIRLS IN THAT TONE!

SHUT UP!

I did my best to ignore Aphrodite raging on in my mind about how to talk to girls. IT'S A FREE COUNTRY!

"But the Greek Gods don't exist." She scoffed.

"Oh?" I raised an eye brow as I felt my shoes shift from the sneakers I was wearing into my winged sandals and my winged hat forming on my head. Before she could run, I grabbed her wrist, and started running toward Colorado, faster then any plane could travel.

What do you people think? I was looking around, and relized no one ever wrote about how Hermes met May, and yet they write about how Poseidon met Sally. I think Hermes and May need some attention too!

Also, I have a poll, and which ever one gets voted for at least 20 times will be the next story I work on. Please vote!

And please, please, please review!

Btw, Pheito is the goddess of persuasion…I read somewhere that in some myths, she is Hermes wife.