Apollo POV

I was in my chariot driving over North America sipping on a soothing drink for my aching throat.

Yes, acing throat. It has been that way for a week now. But no biggie, some nymphs have been making me some nice soothing drink out of Nectar, aloe vera, herbs and some kind of fruit that I don't know the name of.

My nymph friend Malecite is a spirit of guess what Malecite. She can sometimes be a little, what can I say? Cold. But she is usually very nice and helpful like when she found me coughing in my place when she was doing her daily cleaning there. She promised not to tell anyone since I told her and I quote, "Don't worry Malecite. It is not much of a biggie."
She had then gone straight to her friends Willow, Quarts, and Birch. They started on the drink I drink now.

Willow, Birch, and Quarts do not know Who they are making the drink to but they are so nice so they don't push Malecite.

Back to the Now.

I felt a caught coming.
I immediately put the drink down in the cup holder of my Lamborghini Aventador Tron.

A cough came with the feeling of a blowtorch down my sore throat. It sounded raw and terrible even in my ears who always try to pick up something positive.

I started to gasp for breath after a few minutes. I had to stop in case I run into Hermes flying around in his winged outfit delivering messages.

I felt something on my lips. When I drew my fingers back they were coated in a little ichor. SHIT!
My throat must be really raw if that happens.

I have to drink more of that NymfDrink. That's what I call it now. Not really original but I can't find myself to be creative right now.

I see the Hunters camped in the woods. Maybe I should visit my sister? After making sure that I look normal I descended down parking right next to the moon chariot (A nice Maserati).

Hunters aimed their loaded bows at me. "I come in peace!" thank Chaos that my voice sounded normal and not like croaking.

From behind the hunters, I hear a voice that I know well, "Hunters, stand down!"
I see Artemis walking towards me in her 17-year-old form. "So have you come to flirt with my hunters again? Because if you do you can just stay in your seat and drive away."

What does she think that every visit is just to flirt?

"I missed you, sis. Can I get a hug?" she does not get time to answer since I already had my arms around her.

She pushed me away.
"No, no hugs. And I did not miss you. Why are you here anyway? It cant be just because you want a hug."

I pout and cross my arms. Did the Nyfs say something about side effects by the NymfDrink? I can't remember.
"I just wanted to hug you" Dang I sound like a whiny kid.

"Apollo... Have you eaten or drunk something today?" why did she ask that? What does she imply?

"Only a drink made out of Nectar, aloe vera, herbs, and a fruit. What do you imply Anti-hugger?"

Artemis POV

Apollo was acting very strangely, well more strange than usual. Coming down from the sky just to get a hug and acting like a little angry kid.

When I asked him if he had taken something he responds " Only a drink made out of Nectar, aloe vera, herbs, and a fruit. What do you imply Anti-hugger?" ok not something special then.

The last part was said in a hurt and angry voice something that never comes out of Apollos mouth.

I grumbled and went to him. I gave him a quick hug just to get him in a better mood. A sad/angry Apollo is not something that you can ignore.

I continued my day after a happy Apollo left. Strange little brothers. I looked up at the sky where the sun that my brother controlled shone brightly.

My brother is so strange.

Apollo POV
I was still not better. It has been a week since I went to Artemis and I have only turned worse.

I still took the drink since it soothes my throat but I am sure that it does nothing to really help me.

I was sitting on a sofa wrapped in a wool blanket. My body seemed to be unable to choose if its warm or cold.
I was miserable.

Thankfully Malecite had offered to help me drive the chariot. I just had to be in it to let the warmth from me spread the world.
I usually just slept nowadays while Malecite drove.

I had calming music on low volume playing. The sofa felt so soft and it did not take long before I laid down to rest.
Today's trip in the chariot was exhausting and I had to be lead by Malecite to the sofa.

I fell asleep wishing that I would wake up ok.

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I was woken by a female voice and some annoying shaking.
"stop!" I shouted, or I tried but it turned out to be a weak croak.

Malecite was standing in front of me with her hands on her hips and her face void of any emotion. Her green face stony and her spiky slightly darker green hair was in a nice pixie cut.

" My Lord Apollo there is the monthly meeting in the throne room. You must attend, " she said in a monotone voice.
Dam it the monthly meeting!

Ever since Kronos almost managed to kick our asses us Olympians, Hades, Hestia, and the cabin counselors have had monthly meetings.

I groaned and struggled to sit up. My whole body was shaking when I finally managed to sit.

Malecite had not helped me since 1)she knows that I dont like to get help with such things since it humiliates me, and 2)she can sometimes be a little harsh when helping me.

Malecite helped me to look like I usually do and not like crap.

I had my hair ruffled up and a bleak gray color and my skin not the usual tan but a ashen instead.
But thanks to Malecite I had nice golden hair and a perfect tan. The dark bags under my eyes had - to my glee- vanished.

I love being a god.

I flashed myself on my comfy throne and got myself some Raybands on. My son Will was at a chair by my right foot. I am so proud of him, not that I dont like the others its just that he is doing great as a counsiler.

The last ones to come was Hades and his son Nico Di Angelo. I can see that Will and Nico like eachother, I can also see that Nico should be careful with his constant shadowtraveling.

Zeus started his boring speech, I was drinking the Nymfdrink instead of listening.
I can NOT begin to caugh in the presence of other gods.

Zeus started giving a report on how his remalm was doing. Not that we would not notice if there would be raining or storm.

Hera started complaining that McDonald's used so much cowmeat and how many marridges was broken. Urrg No body cares! As long as its not my holy cows I dont give a shist.

Hades moaned about Charon wanting payraises and the traffick down there. Then Percy Jackson asked Hades if a certain Gabe Ugliano was there I had to force back a smile.
I turned to the hero and told him, "No Gabe is in Tartarus, your mother did a great job on art, tell her that."

How did I know all that? Well, I am the god of knowledge after all. I am not as stupid as many people think.

Then it was Poseidons turn.
He had atleast something to say that was of intrest.
The underwaterpalace was building up great and once Kronos fell Oceanus stopped his attacks.

We all once again thanked Percy for getting Poseidon to help and Poseidon for helping us take down Big Guy.

The whineing continued and I fell asleep after Hestia.
What? It was boring and I was still ill. Not that anyone else beside Malecite know that last bit.

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I was woken for the second time that day by a small foot on my face and the wonderful sound of my sister scolding me.

I opened my eyes to the sight of Percy Jackson climbing my nose and the other people in the room was eather filming this for Hefaestos TV (Hefaestos of course together with a child of his) or whatching the show.

Percy was currently steaming. Mabye I have a tiny bit to much warmth coming from me.

A small burst of water hit my face making steam erupt as it tuched my warm skin.

Percy smirked and said, "Bad Sun god! You do not sleep when others talk!"
Might as well play along.

I pouted and turned my ears into cat ears as I hissed.

Percy turned serious and said, "Apollo, your drink have poison in it."
WHAT?!

Apollo POV
WHAT?! Who dares poison me?
Why, how?! Ok I know how but how did I not notice?

I heard every one gasp. They all seemed confused and since I was the god of truth I knew that they were innocent. Yes, Hermes is the god of lies but we were both chill with eachother.

I turned to Percy,
"how do you know that there is poison in my drink?"
Percy glared at the cup in the cupholder on my throne.

"I learned some nasty things in T-Tartarus, one of those things was to controll and detect poison.
Your drink is filled with some kind of poison, strong and probaly have some kind of complicated antidote.
I can feel it in your body but I know that I am incapable to get it out. "

Ok, now I was even more depressed. This sounds bad.

Lots of murmering hummed in the throneroom after Percy was done.
I am lucky that I have my glamor up or the others would be crowding me.

I felt tired and ill and it was hard to keep looking normal.
I am positive that Poseidon and Percy knew of my struggle.

I suddenly felt light-headed and black smoke came at the edge of my vision.
Oh No a Prophesy, I dont think that I can handle poison AND a Prophesy at the same time.
Then everything faded into darkness.