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The good news, I was now not unclaimed, the bad news was that I would still have to reside in the Hermes cabin, however at that moment we had other things to worry about, mainly the war brewing between the ocean and the sky. Oh yes, and that both Chiron and Artemis were eying me suspiciously, neither of them seemed willing to break the silence until I turned for the door excusing myself.

"Master Blackadder," Artemis's stern voice brought me back to face the duo, "you have stumbled on, or rather are one of the gods greatest secrets, never before have a group of deities brought as much death and destruction as yours."

"What are you talking about"? I asked dumbfounded.

"There were once countless of your type, sons and daughters of Tanit, in the old ages but just as Olympus has moved so has Mount Zaphon and with it the Carthaginian seat of power. While Olympus moved from Greece to Rome to England, Mount Zaphon moved to Bithynia, in Asia minor, along with Hannibal when he fled from the Romans, than the Persian Sassanid empire, the Netherlands, and France."

Artemis continued to eye me suspiciously throughout her lecture, "Just like the Olympian gods the Punic gods continued to sire children even away from their homelands, quite a ew of them made a not so good impression on the rest of us demigods, namely, Vlad the Impaler, Ivan the Terrible, Peter of Castile, however the two that made the rest of the gods act were Benito Mussolini and Napoleon Bonaparte." Artemis said shifting her gaze towards Chiron, who had lowered his head at the goddesses last words.

"First of all," Artemis said continuing, "Napoleon was a son of Astrate, the Carthaginian goddess of love and war, after witnessing so many previous ruthless Carthaginians the gods decided that one man who was able to turn the entire continent of Europe into a bloodbath was too much and decided to seal the Carthaginian gods into a separate plane to prevent another war of the Napoleonic wars caliber. Of course the Carthaginian gods didn't go down without a fight, that's what mortals called the Great War. After years of negotiation the two sides, the Central powers, those refusing to let gods seal the Carthaginian gods away, and the Allies, those who didn't want a repeat of the Napoleonic Wars, reached a compromise."

Artemis continued, a fiery look in her eyes, "They decided that in order to keep both sides happy they would only seal away three of the Carthaginian gods, Astarte, the goddess of war, for obvious reasons, Ba'al Hammon, the chief god of Carthage, and Melqart," Artemis said closing her eyes. "Ever since the end of the Punic Wars the worship of Melqart has changed, instead of being solely a god of the underworld and trade he became associated with revenge. A group of his followers, some that formed The Black Hand, were angry at this idea and assassinated one of the main Central Powers negotiators, Franz Ferdinand of Austria." Artemis stopped and took a breath. "After the Great War all of the Carthaginian gods were sealed but three including my nephew.

"Long story short though, you need to leave." Artemis said picking up a small package that had been lying on the table.

"Woah there, let's not make any rash decisions," Chiron said with a panicked expression on his face. "If he is still a halfblood we can't just release him to the world now that he knows who he is. He'll be hunted down and killed by any monster in the area. Couldn't we at least put him in the Apollo or Hermes Cabin, he is after all, a legacy of Apollo.

Artemis then put the package back down and responded "I realize his position is a difficult one, however if word of this reaches other gods, mainly Zeus, and Hades, anyone caught protecting these half bloods would better be off dead."

The two continued to hold their ground, neither of them saying anything until Artemis finally wavered and spoke up.

"My hunters know of a few places where he'll be safe, I would bring him myself but none of my hunters would appreciate guiding a boy, and especially not to them."

Chiron closed his eyes and nodded his head, "I won't ask you to take him, just tell me where to find the Celts and I'll give our young Phoenician here an escort." The old man said putting a hand on my right shoulder.

"The Appalachian Mountains," the goddess said with a shaky voice "I remember it clearly, I was careless, I didn't order a forward scout and we mistakenly made camp in one of their groves."

"Druids"? Chiron asked.

An almost playful look appeared on the goddess's face, "eye, some of the hunters almost got a taste of their own magic." "anyway the least I can do for him is provide you with blade more suited for you than your current one." she said picking up the package and held it out to me. "Apollo's son has quite a few of these, I'm sure he won't miss one." she said encouraging me to open it.

Inside of the package laid a short curved sword,

"It's a falcata a sword used by the Iberian tribes and Carthage." I picked up the blade and immediately noticed that it felt, better, not good particularly, but better then all of the other swords I had held before.

Upon closer examination I noticed the hilt was unlike any other, it looked like a jay hook but with a brand of metal coming down from the other side.

"What's this for"? I asked the goddess.

"It keeps the blade in your hands in the midst of combat," she said quickly turning to Chiron

"Do you have anyone who would be able to guide him"?

Chiron scratched at his scraggly beard, "Well I suppose Malcolm has taken a liking to the boy, and if I can get one more…"

"No," Artemis interrupted, "only send the one and don't tell anyone else about this, If anyone asks about this just make something up." Artemis said making her way to leave.

But what should I tell Malcolm"? Chiron called after her.

The goddess turned around and smiled, "Tell him that a goddess ordered him to do this."

And with that she left, leaving me alone with Chiron, and the snores of our snake bitten patient.