Maybe You've noticed the mass takedown of my stuff, well, perfectly good explanation for that... at the bottom. Anyway, this is basically a rewrite of Son of Hermes, Life With a Devil. Hope it's better.

Input disclaimer of me not owning Percy Jackson of Highschool DxD.

A dark forest.

This is where a large man in a torn hooded cloak was hiding behind a large tree, hoping beyond hope to whatever god would listen and take pity upon his soul. The tree blocked the moonlight of the full moon above the covered man, shrouding him into further darkness. The man pulled down his hood, revealing piercing yellow eyes and a muzzled face covered in fur.

'BANG'

"HOOOWWWLLL!"

A loud gunshot followed by a pained howl brought the hiding man back to reality.

"Damn, he got Rupert." The lycan muttered to himself, looking around the tree into the darkness of the forest. Seeing nothing but trees, trees, and more trees, he sighed to himself, reaching into a pocket of the torn cloak with a clawed hand. He pulled out a large egg that was a light brown with red speckles coating the shell. The lycan sighed, seeing as the egg was unharmed, and put the roughly baseball sized baby bird incubator back into his cloak.

"Now, just to-" The lycan turned from behind the tree but stopped when his head pressed itself against a not so mystery object.

"Now just to what?" A male voice quipped next to the tree. "Finish your sentences when you're talking, isn't that pol-I-te? … Damn it." The boy groaned to himself when his voice broke. The pressure on the lycan's temple lightened slightly and that was all the lycan needed to take an opportunity.

The cloaked monster ducked whilst swinging his clawed hand at the assailant, hoping to have the natural weapons made of keratin dig into the boy's side and give him a chance to put as much distance as possible between himself and the aggravator.

The lycan's claw missed however, as the boy stepped back from the wolf man. Wind rustled the trees, allowing thin rays of moonlight to shine through and illuminate a green hoodie and blond hair.

"Now that's not very nice." The blond boy said, taking another step back and lifted his right arm at the cloaked wolf man. The lycan was already gone from his position, running between the trees at breakneck speeds. The blond groaned at the retreating lycan.

"You just like to make this difficult for me, don't you?" The boy raised his arm up again, the moonlight that was piercing through the canopy showed a light blue semi-automatic handgun aimed at the back of the lycan's head. The lycan was already roughly eight meters away, the boy made a clicking noise with his mouth, and moved his aim to in front of and a little down of the running wolf man.

'BANG'

The piece of metal flew through the air, miraculously missing all of the local flora and piercing through the back of the lycan's knee, shattering the kneecap and sending the retreating wolf man tumbling to the ground.

The walk to the downed lycan was a short one, the path he had taken not yet into the bushes that were only a few feet in front of the downed wolf man hybrid, and the boy pulled something out of his pocket. The blonde tossed the stolen egg up into the air, before catching it and tossing it up again, repeating the actions.

"Stealing a Phoenix egg isn't a very easy thing to do yah know?" The boy looked down at the groaning lycan, who was attempting to stand.

'BANG'

Another bullet ran through the knee of the lycan's other leg, forcing the cloaked monster to stay on the ground.

"My employer gave me three jobs today," The blonde said, acting as if he didn't just shoot a leg. "Job #1 was to get the egg." Another toss of the egg. "Job #2, was to figure out why you guys stole the egg." He glanced at the downed lycan. "So start yapping." All the boy got in reply was a low growl and a bark.

"...Difficult way it is then." The boy muttered to himself. Two more shots rang out and blood started to pool from the pierced kidneys. "Teeeell meeeeee." The boy drawled out.

"Never…" The lycan gave a pained groan.

"Eh, fine." The blonde shrugged. "I'll just ask again when you're ready." The lycan looks up in confusion and fear before the blond boy grabbed the scruff of the wolf man's neck and proceeded to drag the bleeding body out of the forest.

"AAHHH!" The lycan screamed and he was held over a ridge of a very deep, and very dark hole.

"Come on, you're ready now, yeah?" The boy asked, smile forever prominent. He was standing on a bright red pick up truck that was dangerously close to the edge. The hole itself was located in the center of an abandoned warehouse where the ceiling rose more than thirty feet into the air, and could fit two or more cargo planes inside.

"No." The lycan grunted out, desperately trying to get his legs to heal faster. The slow regeneration process was taking longer than it usually did, almost like the healing was actively fought against by some outside force.

The blonde boy gave an expressionless look at the kicking wolf man, and shook the lycan side to side over the hole.

"Last chance. Spill it or die." The blonde gave one last shake, before stopping and staring at the back of the lycan's head, as if the constant pressure of his gaze would make the wolf man crack.

"Never!" The lycan gave a defiant howl while the boy gave a disappointed look and a sigh.

"Well, job #3 WAS to get rid of all of you…" He trailed off, his left hand releasing his grip on the flailing lycan. "Have a nice trip!" He called from the edge of the pit. "See yah next fall!" The lycan just continued screaming as it disappeared into darkness.

"Well," The blonde boy said, patting off the nonexistent dust on his green hoodie. "That was fun. Better go tell that Phoenix family that I got their egg back." The boy smiled, pulling out the egg again from his hoodie and tossed it up into the air.

"Thank You."

"SQUAK!"

"Hey, no problem." The blonde boy waved off the happy chirping of small bright red and slightly on fire birds running around his feet along with the thanks he got from the birds mother. "Least I could do."

"Hmm." The mother, another bird but reaching up to about the boy's knees and had her wings made completely out of fire, turned her head to reach the lower ends of her back, as most birds can do, and pulled out a bright red feather with a sharp pull and slight wince. The large bird then hopped up onto the blond boy's shoulder, and placed the pulled out feather into the blonde's hair. The Phoenix quickly tied a few strands of blonde hair around the quill of the feather, securing it into place. Another 'Hmm' and the large bird hopped down from the boy's shoulder.

"Thank you, once again." The Phoenix did the best bow she could do as a bird. "I'll be sure to give a good review to the Athenian." The blonde gave a smile along with a thumbs up.

"Remember, next service is half off. Thank you for being part of the Sam Allen quest fund." The blonde boy, now dubbed Sam, chuckled and nudged the small birds at his feet towards their mother.

"Sorry little guys, I've got other things I need to do." A collective bird version of a groan came from the baby fire birds as Sam backed away and climbed onto the edge of a very large tree. Sam glanced back at the family of Phoenix's and gave a smile and a wave in goodbye before jumping off of the edge of the nest and into the air at roughly 350 feet in the air.

'Here's to hoping that Zeus doesn't shoot me down.' Sam thought as he free falls through the open air. 'Again.'

So reasoning for this rewrite along with the mass takedown. I went back and reread my older works, stuff from two to three years ago, and realized something. I was absolute shit at writing, or at least worse at it than I am now, so I decided to take my stuff down and rewrite most of it.

Anyway, did I do good? Bad? Mediocre? Was the original better than this?