Prologue: Deliveries
Hermes glided over a wildlife reserve in Northern Florida, deep in thought. Hephaestus had been sending Aphrodite a lot of gifts recently. In fact, he was carrying one. From its weight, he could tell that it was very valuable. He had entertained the thought of taking it, and telling Hephaestus that it had fallen in a river, or something along those lines, but then thought better of it. Aphrodite would know. If she lost just one of the precious gifts that her husband had crafted, she would freak. What would she wear when she snuck off with Ares?
Hermes rolled his eyes. It didn't really matter what she wore. It's not like she would keep it on for long...
He looked down to see where he was, trying to keep his mind off of Aphrodite's… hobbies. He was still over that same wildlife reserve. Either this was a big stretch of woods, or he had slowed down. Hermes shrugged as much as he could while flying and sped up. It's not like there were any air police.
Hermes had almost reached a clearing where he supposed a road, or maybe a sign would be. Anything to lead him to Aphrodite's huge modern mansion near Orlando when he heard a noise. At first, he had thought that it was a bird of some kind, but then he heard it again. It was like no animal he had heard in his many, many years. He decided to investigate. Aphrodite could wait for her gift.
He fell through the treetops, ignoring the ichor that the limbs drew from his exposed skin.
Hermes heard the noise again, once he had landed. It was closer than he had expected. Maybe a few meters to his left.
He looked around in that area and found nothing. He was about to give up, and get back to his job when he heard it again.
"Eeeeeee!"
The screech came from right in front of him. What the hell…?
He looked down. There—almost right on top of his bloody foot—was a child. A baby. When had that gotten there? He leaned down and inspected the human infant. It was wearing nothing but a woolen blanket, which he lifted to check it's gender; female. He replaced the blanket and looked at the rest of it's… her body. The only other thing that the baby had was a golden necklace around her neck. The necklace was engraved. It read Allison Swift. He assumed that that was this little bundle of joy's name. Allison.
He gazed at the baby a little longer. She had beautiful emerald eyes. And there was something about her. She seemed to… radiate power. He frowned. Maybe she was just a powerful demigod? Hermes automatically felt a little less love for the child. Powerful demigods were never good news.
He had to take it camp if it was a demigod. But there lied the problem. Was it a demigod, or was he going crazy? Either one was possible, really…
He sighed and stood up, cradling the baby awkwardly in his skinny arms. He would take it to camp and give the satyrs a go at judging if this baby was a half blood. So he took off and flew in the direction of Camp Half Blood as fast, forgetting that Aphrodite was still expecting a package.
Once again, Aphrodite would have to wait.
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JJ = Jayjay
SF = Shadowfire
A/N:
JJ: Dum… Dum… DUM! An invisible child? Gasp!
SF: You are so weird…
JJ: Whatever. We own little Allison and the ancient Greeks own their gods, I guess…
SF: Oh, yeah. We have to do that disclaimer thing…
JJ: Mhm… Let's make this short, instead of boring our readers like we usually do. We will update later.