No one else raised their hands.
"Fantastic!" Percy grinned. "Now, I believe that Diana and I need to speak about our current condition, yes?" Percy glanced over at the goddess to his right.
She nodded to him before grabbing his arm and leading him off towards her tent.
"Obviously you wanted to talk to me about something," she said when they reached her tent. "So talk."
"Splendid group you have here," Percy grinned slightly. "You know, once you get past the cold-hearted bitch part."
Diana glared at him. "They have their reasons."
"I'm not saying they don't. I just said they're cold-hearted bitches. And they are. Which for your purposes, I suppose works just well."
Diana continued to scowl at Percy. "Did you have a serious reason to talk to me or are you just trying to get me to try to kill you?"
Percy let out a small chuckle. "A bit of both, I would think."
Diana stared at him incredulously. "I'm really starting to question your sanity," she said.
"What sanity?" Percy looked back at her blankly, causing Diana to let a small smile grace her lips.
"Well then, why did you want to talk to me?"
"To prepare you," Percy said after a brief silence. "To prepare you for the different levels of hell you will see if I am to stay in any proximity to you."
A small figure moved towards the flap of the tent. Diana barely noticed it as it was, but could not find it when it stopped moving.
"That would be one of the levels of hell," Percy chuckled. "San, you may show yourself."
"Damn it. How do you always know where I am?" A feminine voice said a voice that obviously held laughter. In the corner of the tent, the air shimmered briefly and a small girl appeared.
Percy grinned at the girl. "I know where you are because any smart leader would keep track of where his best followers are."
San sighed. She was a small girl, just over a meter and a half tall, (Yes meter, I know I'm from the US but everywhere else uses meters so that's the measurements that I use.) with shoulder-length, black hair that fell down her back.
"San," Percy spoke as if unsure of how to proceed. "This is my betrothed, Diana. I'm trusting you not to inform the others of my current predicament. Diana, this is currently my fourth most powerful Shinigami, and she shows signs of improving. Her name is San."
Diana smiled and nodded her head towards the Shinigami while the other girl bowed slightly.
Diana looked at the girl, uncertain as to why a goddess, even a minor one, of another Pantheon would bow to her.
"It the Japanese way to bow to each other when greeting another person." (I'm pretty sure this is right, but if I'm wrong feel free to correct me.) Percy explained a playful smirk on his lips. "Now I'm sure the girls are wondering what we're doing right now, so..."
Percy reached over and poked Diana in the side, causing said goddess to gasp and glare at one of the few men who might survive her wrath.
"Oh my gods, Perseus!" Diana screamed. This scream was followed by a stream of silver arrows flying into the tent from several different directions.
"That wasn't very nice!" Percy called out, seemingly to nobody, however the Huntresses let loose another stream of arrows towards Percy. Percy, not wanting to get injured on his first day dove to the ground, several of the arrows only missing him by millimeters.
"Izanami and Izanagi!" Percy yelled, naming the two creator gods of the Japanese Pantheon. "You almost hit me!"
Percy was once again answered by arrows.
This time they were stopped when San cut them out of the air.
"Lord Perseus, you really do need to work in your skills with people who want to kill you, even if it is for a horrible reason," San said.
"Shut it, San." Percy scowled at her. "You're just trying to make me look bad."
"I'm not the one trying. Though, I guess you aren't either. I'd call that succeeding." San laughed.
Percy glared at her for a minute before they both burst out laughing.
"It's good to have some relief after being among these bitches for so long!" Percy grinned.
San grinned back at him. "I would think. But, however sad it might be, I'm not here for fun. Your mother demanded that either you go to her or she comes here. She wants to speak to you about your new, ah, engagement. And she wants you to bring her as well."
"Gods dammit!" Percy swore under his breath for several breaths. "I hate my mother."
The Huntresses smirked at one another.
"Have her come here," One of them said. "There's no way we're letting you take our mistress to who knows where."
Percy sighed. "Your funeral. San, if you would inform my mother that would be horrid."
San nodded before darting away.
Percy looked at the Huntress'. "Is there a reason you asked for a decaying bitch to come here? Or was it just for shits and giggles?"
"If she doesn't like you, she can't be that bad," Zoë sneered at him.
Percy scowled at her, "You really are starting to remind me of my mother's Shinigami. Just because there are a lot of bad males out there, doesn't mean we all are. You just need to accept that no guy would ever want you. Except maybe that Heracles guy." Percy smirked at the outraged look that shone on her face. "Oh I'm sorry, is that a sore subject?"
"Shut up!" One of the other Huntresses yelled at him. "Stop being an ass to her. Just because your mother hates you and you were never loved doesn't mean you can bring other people down to your level."
Anger crossed Percy's face before it became a pleasant smile. "No, but you seem to be diving right down beside me."
The Huntress glared at him.
"Listen, I get that you're all pissed that I am to be married, but you really need to just get over it and learn to deal with each other," Diana said exasperatedly.
Percy raised an eyebrow. "Not gonna take your Huntresses side?" What happened to the 'I-hate-boys' thing?"
Diana opened her mouth to say something but was cut off when a pungent stench wafted through the air, causing everyone but Percy to almost puke.
"Hello, my dearest mother," Percy growled through clenched teeth.
"So this is where my failure of a son has been hiding," an old, gravelly-sounding voice echoed throughout the camp. "I must say, I expected more, this looks more like a camp for whores."
Anger flashed through Diana's eyes. She took a step towards the woman who had appeared, Izanami, she guessed. She was about to retort but Percy raised a hand to silence her. Diana turned and glared at the boy.
"Mother, I would appreciate it if you didn't make fun of the people who will have a possibility of making my life hell for the next months, possibly decades or longer," Percy spoke in a deceptively calm voice.
Izanami glared at her son for a couple of seconds before reaching out and backhanding him.
Percy snarled and his sword appeared in his hand.
"If it weren't for the fact that you are a goddess," he growled, "I would kill you."
Izanami laughed. "Like someone as pathetic as you could do so."
Hatred seeped into Percy's eyes as he struggled to contain his human form.
"Diana, I suggest that you take your Huntresses, and go somewhere else. You most likely won't enjoy seeing this, nor do I want you to try and stop me," Percy hissed to the moon Goddess.
He stepped forward sword raises. Percy leapt at his mother; bring down a violent strike at her face. Seconds before his sword connected with her surprised expression, another sword blocked it.
"I finally did it," a girl's voice cheered. "I snuck up on Lord Perseus!"
"Move it, San," Percy growled.
"Milord, I'm sorry but I cannot allow you to kill your mother, no matter how much she deserves it. She is, after all, the Queen of Yomi."
Percy scowled. "I hate it when you're right."
"Lady Izanami, of you will kindly remove yourself from Greek territory, I would greatly appreciate it," Diana's voice was confident as she all but ordered the Japanese goddess away.
Izanami sneered at her. "Don't think that this is all the fun you'll have with me." The goddess disappeared in a flash of light.
As soon as the Japanese goddess was gone, Percy collapsed against a nearby tree, violently stabbing his sword into the ground beside him as he sat. Cautiously, Diana walked towards him.
Alright, probably going to be a bit of Pertemis in the next chapter. Also, saw a bit of why Percy hates his mom. I think I made her bitchy enough to get everybody to hate on her. And thanks to The Graceus Ultor for beta-ing for me! As always review!
-DTS