CHAPTER 1 – THE ALLIANCE
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The night was anguished with darkness and the silence was a blessing for Sam and Dean Winchester. After a long demon hunting trip in Kansas, the duo was as whacked as hell. The demonic possession in that area was too much for them to handle, that they were in need for their god-father's help, Bobby. Ever since Lucifer had rise from the depths of Hell itself, the screwed angel brought along many other demons with him, to scrutinize Sam, so that he would have a bearer to fight, Michael the Archangel, and also his elder brother.
"Damn that son of a bitch! Who the hell does he think he's doing with those innocent people? Brainwashing their souls to do his dirty work. Such a coward!"Dean releasing his anger that was boiling up in his mind.
"Shut up Dean! I've had enough being a ghost buster today. Don't make it worse!" Sam said, while he adjusted the radio's volume to drown his brother's self complains.
"You think I'm not as tired as you are! Don't be a dick Sammy. Castiel has been bugging me to say yes to Michael! Sons of bitches these angels are," Dean yelled, frustrated as he remembered the events that had happened in the afternoon.
"Yeah now I'm a dick. I have such a wonderful brother. Thank god!" sneered Sam.
"I was thinking that we'll go visit Melinda Gordon tomorrow at the break of dawn. It's been a hell of a long time since we saw her." Suggested a sleepy Dean.
"Great idea bro. Aiden is a hell of a cool boy. I'm going to play baseball with him." Replied a now calm Sam.
Aiden was Melinda's son. He could see spirits just like he's mother but he was way more special. Aiden could predict the future and have these little angel buddies of his to hang around with. They're called The Shinnies. Such a weird name.
11 am in the morning, Gordon's household.
"It's nice of you to visit Dean. Although a little call would be nicer before you come barging in through my house. So what brings you here?" Melinda queered.
"Oh well, it's the old me I guess. Just came to you know check how things going and all. Sammy here wants to play baseball with Aiden." Said Dean.
"Sorry Sam, I'm sort of in a little of a mission myself. Not crossing-into-the-light mission but an unusual mission." Melinda replied sympathetically.
"What mission!" both of the brothers asked, with a little glint of mischief in their eyes.
"I spotted these huge human-like skeletal beings outside my antique shop. It was soo awkward. Their skin was as pale as hell. So I followed them quietly till I reached this old military base near the river. Then they started chanting this odd language and I heard one of them saying something about destruction of Zeus and Olympus. It got even weirder when I saw this boy with gold eyes. I mean like literally gold eyes. He's voice was hoarse and it made my hair rose. I thought he was like you know demonic passion of some sort. These creatures sound familiar to you Dean?" explained a shivering Melinda.
"Did you say gold eyes? Possessed people have either black or bloodshot red eyes. Skeletal beings? Wow and I thought zombies were the end of their kind!" answered Dean.
"Hold on, Dean this is out of our range. Don't you remember that dude with the cool sword and stuff who crossed our path when we were attacked by the gigantic dogs in Manhattan? He was saying that he was on a mission to kill Kronos, the titan lord and that his father is Poseidon, god of the sea." Interrupted Sam.
"Hell yeah! Isn't he Percy or something? Boy's must have read too much comic. He's nuts… haha Poseidon eh? I don't even believe in god, for goodness sake!" replied a confused Dean.
" Yeah. Percy said that if we need any assistance in the future we should go to Long Island or some sort or give him a call. I think this might be just what he's searching for."Sam suggested, feeling like he knew everything.
"Do what you want Sammy, but count me out of this. I'm not in a mood to see that psyched kid again," Dean said, giving him an I-don't-give-a-damn look.
"Count me in. This sounds like an interesting case. Perhaps you could just drive us to Long Island, Dean. Please…" Melinda begged
" Yeah whatever," said Dean.
"Hold on, let me pack Aiden's bag and we'll be going and I'll inform Jim," rushed Melinda, as she went upstairs to fetch Aiden.
Dean's car, in Long Island
Dean and Sam kept bickering about the exact location to where Percy might be. Dean could just not tolerate Sam's Mr Right attitude, so he did what any bachelor would do. He drowned the Impala (his car) with Eye of the Tiger hit song. Aiden sang along with his favourite god-father.
Risin' up, back on the street
Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet
Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the, eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all with the eye of the tiger…
"Lower the song down, Dean. I think we're here." Ordered a surprised Sam.
They saw a strawberry farm with the sign Camp Half-Blood situated in the middle of a forest. The buildings were god like. So purified with its cream colored pillars. The camp overlooked a lake that is amazingly clean and crystal clear. There was no way that was real! America has been known to have shitty beaches.
Sam withdrew his I-phone and dialed in the number that was written on Post-It paper. It took four rings for Percy to pick his phone up.
"Hey is this Percy?" asked Sam, hoping that it was indeed the dude he'd been looking for.
"Yep. This is Percy. May I help you?" replied a concerned Percy.
"No. I mean yes. Umm… there's these weird skeletal beings in my friend's hometown, they have been talking about the destruction of Olympus and what not."
"Oh really? You can see through the Mist? This is Sam Winchester right?"
"Yes this is Sam. What Mist? As in like a fog or what?"
"No no, I'll explain. Hold on you guys at camp yet?"
"Yeah we're just outside. Do you see a black Impala? That's my car. Meet me there."
"Actually wait for outside the sign and you guys can enter and we'll talk about this."