Percy p.o.v

"So, if you need to scratch your nose, do you ask the big guy, the kid, or do you rub it against something?" "Lad, i could tell ya the answer to that, but i would like to take that to the grave… once i find a way to die anyway." Currently, i could only look at Groover asking the most surprising, and sometimes freaky, questions to the head ever since the boy came with us to the "boy's camp" as the huntresses put it.

As Grover was about to ask another question i was quick in interrupting, "So, why exactly are you a severed head?" The head turns its eyes at me. "Well, lets just say that being infused in a tree while no mannar of weapon can even scratch it is not the most ideal way to live." I raised a brow at that, "Oh, ok. So… what's your name?" I asked the severed head.

"Well, you may call me many things, the wisest man in all the realms, the greatest councilor you can have, the smartest man alive. But you, you may call me Mimir." Mimir answers, i was a little lost on that, Mimir is not a greek name after all. "Ok, what's your name then?" I asked the redheaded boy.

Slightly startled, he simply looks at me confused, like he doesn't know how to talk to me. "Oh… um, im, Atreus." I was about to ask something else, but Nico beat me too it, rushing at Atreus. "Can i use your bow, it looks so cool, and it can shoot lightning,that makes it extra cool!" I could honestly not interrupt him, as we all were wondering that part. and i had to admit, a bow that shoots lightning is easily awesome.

"Um, sure, just be carefull." Atreus tells Nico as he hands him the bow and a arrow. Nico excitedly holds it, aiming it all over the place, Grover then hid behind a tree so to not get shot. "Um, not to be to be Thor and kill the mood, but meaby not give a bow and arrow to a child?" Mimir tried to reason, but was too late.

Nico fired the bow, into the girls camp… at Artemis tent.

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"BOY!" A loud gruff voice said in pure annoyance, Atreus could be seen sweating bullets as Mimir attempted to hold in his laughter. I could already see the lectureing we all where going to get, with a annoyed scowl and a pisst off look on the man and Artemis when the walked towards us.

As they came, the man opened his mouth to yell again.

Olympus Athena pov

"ATHENA!"

I simply sighed, the loud yelling mixed with a sibling like annoyance could only mean one thing, Ares was mad about something, and it seems it is my fault this time.

"Brother, i am in the middle of a game of chess, your turn by the way Deimos." I said simply, trying to ignore the obnoxious tone of my brother, focusing instead on the game infront of me with the man in front of me.

Deimos, guard and son of Aphrodite, clad in little armour, the little known arm guards known as the Golden Fleece, a pair of bronze legwear and sandals. Tough like all children of Aphrodite, he held beauty to him, the kind of beauty that would make women look at you with lust and men with jealousy. His body looking like it was chiseled from marble, black hair pulled back and a short beard that covers everything but his mouth.

Tough the most strange about him, nobody, not even Aphrodite knows who the father is. One rumor claim it is Ares, another claim it to be Helios, while some actually bet money on Hades to be the father. The reason was because he did not age after his twentieth year, so he had to be only clue anyone can find is the mark on him, a glowing stripe going over his eye and chest. Simply looking at it alone gives me one culprit, tough if he even bothered to sleep with the goddess in the middle of his vengeful run trough Olympus i do not know.

Deimos looks calmly at the board, taking one of his rooks and placing it right in front side of my king. smiling, the man simply says, "Checkmate, my lady." That snapped me out of my thoughts, i looked at the board and simply huffed, "Thank you Ares, you made me lose, again."

"On any other day i would have insulted for losing to a half blood, but i need to know, did you use some kind of magic to grow my hair and set it on fire!" Ares shouts at me, simply lifting myself up, I looked at Ares and what i saw brought many memories back, some that i simply forgot, other that i wanted to forget.

Ares hair had grown longer, much longer, to the point it almost reached halfway down his back, a beard covering his chin could also be seen. Tough the part that had her eyes widen was that the seems to give off a flaming glow to them.

He simply looked at me with angry eyes, though i also saw confusion in them too. "Did you do this,because if you did, then i will-" "Athena, are you ocupaying Deimos again, if you want a son just have one yourself..." Aphrodite came bargaining in, interrupting Ares ranting. She interrupts herself as she looks at Ares, licking her lips as if she saw the best desert in the world right infront of her.

"Oh, hello there handsome~, who might you be?" I could swear i saw Ares blush slightly at Aphrodite and hear Deimos groning in embarrassment. Honestly, if my mother wanted constant sex and i had to stand right outside her room as guard and listen, i would do the same.

"Oh, well, i decided that maybe i should try something new, you know, and i heard some mortals talk about how long hair drives the ladies wild." attempting to sound flirtatious before the goddess of love. "My, it seems the mortals are right then, Deimos, come, your guard duty is up now." i could hear him curse silently at that, grumbling as he pulled out his weapons. A large bronze shield with a V mark on it and a long spear, slightly taller than himself and wrapped by a red cloth along the hilt. A gift from Ares known as the Arms of Sparta.

"Of course mother, just don't be too loud, i have to listen to anything out of the ordinary too." He said with slight humor in his voice. As they went away i began thinking, why, why now would Ares gain that hair.

A tough then came into my mind. `No… he is dead, i saw him die that day, but nothing has ever stopped him from breaking down the gates of hades… but then… could… could IT have done the same too him then… revived him as it did us all…` I banished those thoughts from my head as i went to my chamber.

"If he has returned… will it mean that ruin shall fall upon the world again, by his or by another's… i need time." i told myself, i could not just outright tell the other gods, for i had myself aided Kratos in killing Zeus. I needed time to think of a way to either have him gone or something else.

"The ghost of the past has returned… no matter if i like it or not"