The real action begins now
Camp Half Blood, beginning of summer turn year after Kronos
The 'only' safe haven for Demigods, Camp Half Blood, on the northern shore of Long Island, was bustling with activity. The beginning of term was filled with the arrival of the summer term Demigods from across the United States, as well as the nations of Canada, Mexico, England, France, Guatemala, Brazil, Russia, Jamaica...or really any nation that was considered 'western' at this time.
Since the winter, they had continued their expansion, adding cabins in addition to the twenty they had in the beginning of winter, for the four seasonal wind gods; Boreas, Notus, Eurus, Zephyrus, their boss Aelous, the god of dreams Morpheus, God of Choices Janus, and Irene, the Goddess of Peace.
However, there were issues still boiling...and they have nothing to do with the following conversation...seriously they don't.
"I'm sorry Annabeth" a 17 year old boy of average ish height with black hair and sea green eyes said via a rainbow like communication hologram to a similarly aged blond and tan female, with gray eyes "Mom finally managed to get her book published, and she really wants me to be there for her" The girl, Annabeth, smiled sadly.
He boyfriend, the Hero of Olympus Percy Jackson, was really close to his mother...a rare thing for demigods. Most of their mortal parents are dead, or have kicked them out long ago.
"Percy...its okay. I know how important that is...decides do you really want to deal with all the tours, introductions and everything us counselors have to deal with. Just be here tomorrow, Seaweed Brain, or I will have to hurt you" she joked. Percy grinned.
"Well, see you then wise girl" the image flickered out, as Annabeth sighed...
"Hey, Annabeth!" A nasty little, top diva like voice rang out. Annabeth turned around, not that she needed to, to spy an Asian beauty...whose personality was no where near as nice. Drew, the new councilor of the Aphrodite cabin.
"The new brats are waiting for a tour guide, so hop to it. I've got better things to do" she tried to charm speak the other councilor, as she always did when she wanted someone else to do her work, into tour guide duty.
However, it was harder to charm speak someone with a strong will or an organized mind. Not impossible, but harder. Because of this, Annabeth had long ago figured out what Charm speak was, and quickly realized that with the Aphrodite Cabin under Drew's dictatorship would probably find it 'funny' to mess with her and Percy's relation ship, had spent a good portion of her time at Camp to devise a counter method to it.
With the aide of the councilor of Cabin 20, a daughter of Hecate named Lou Ellan, and the head of Cabin 9 Jake Mason (A/N, no Hephaestus cabin curse) and after a few explosions, they had managed to create a few charmed objects that could stop Charm Speech.
However, they only managed to create 5 of them so far, ones for them, Chiron and Clarisse, the councilor of Ares, and that only after Drew charmspeaked her into calling herself a 'ugly idiot' for a few hours
"Um, sorry I'm busy Drew" Annabeth said cooly, before leaving. Drew twitched...
'Damn Owelett bitch, not listening to me at all. She's worse than that insufferable Orion guy...why is Orion immune to my charm speak anyway? Oh well, who cares about a mortal. Maybe I can get that Regis guy from Boreas to do it?'
Meanwhile, Secret Location; Advanced Satyr Special Ops Demigod Extraction Team (A.S.S.O.D.E.T)
In the past, Satyr's who choose not to search for Pan found themselves other duties. From advocates of Green Energies, to Custodians, to Zookeepers. However, a few highly skilled Satyrs instead opted into the team of the elite, the team that was sent in to obtain Demigods who were unable to be extracted and sent to camp.
They trained in a hidden location, hidden from all gods but Dionysus. Their job was to capture demigods who had avoided Satyrs for various reasons despite mounting dangers to said demigod, and ensure their transfer. It was rare for them to get a job...
But one 'Orion Stele' was such a demigod.
"ASSODET" a young Satyr, or humanoid person with goat legs and horns in his head as they appeared, appeared from a trap door below the floor. Why they had it no one really knew, but Satyrs were weird that way. He was speaking to a group of Satyrs dressed in what looked like black commando/ninja clothes
"I am Grover Underwood, member of the Council of Cloven Elders, by the way, and a high stakes Demigod has resisted protection from local Satyrs for years. His name, is Orion Stele" he began pacing
"Your mission, is to apprehend this Orion and send him to Camp quickly. But I warn you now, his mother appears to be mist resistant, and she always appears to be around when we try to rescue him. She has already foiled 8 attempts at obtaining this demigod. It will be difficult for you to obtain him, made only more difficult by the New York Police now seeing those of us who appear like Satyrs in schools to be possible members of a gang, most likely by his mother's hand"
"You are the elite, the best of the best. Do not fail me, ENCHILADAS!"
"ENCHILADAS!" apparently, this was a Satyr battle cry.
Bronx, New York, Joyce Kilmer Park
Orion was no fan of Baseball, so he really had no reason to be so close to Yankee Stadium. However, he had gotten a letter asking to meet him here, by the Loreley Statue, a marble statue in the south Bronx.
Call it ADHD impulsiveness, and being bored with School having just ended and having nothing to do yet...
A boy about 5 foot 6, with auburn hair and a runner type figure, Orion Stele was dressed in a plain white T shirt and Cargo Pants, with running shoes of a silvery color, Orion had been raised by his single mother for his entire life, he never knew anything about his father, and his mother never told him anything.
Probably better not to ask.
His green eyes flashed as he felt a chilly presences near him.
It was June, why was it feeling so, chilly...
"Its been a while, Orion" a female voice said, as he turned around and blinked.
"Your, that girl from the ski trip...Tasukeru...sorry I got a concussion so um..." the girl was a short Asian, who had a different appearance from the last time they had met in winter. She was wearing a T shirt, and one of the kinds of T shirts his mother liked, conservative and not showing anything, that was the color of ice, that said 'Chill'. She was wearing jean shorts that went down to her knees and had white sandals on.
She giggled "Its understandable, Tasukeru Yuki, or 'Helping Snow' if you translate it" her look became slightly more serious.
"So, are you a camper?" Orion looked at her, confusion on his face. She took that as an answer.
"So, your not. It appears your mother has protected you for so long...by the way you can come out now" she turned as it almost seemed that 'Cynthia Stele', his auburn haired mother, appeared out of nowhere, dressed in a silvery colored blouse and white pants in hiking boots...
"M..Mother...wait you were following me!" Orion said. She shrugged
"You left without telling me where you were going, I was curious?" ignoring the fact that she normally follows him for protection purposes...she then noticed Tasukeru.
"Your the Ice girl!"
"Miss. Arrows and Jackelopes, its, interesting, to meet once again" Orion blinked as his mother and the girl began having some sort of stare off...
"Um...you two know each other?" Tasukeru shook her head, as if shaking off something.
"Well, sort of. I have issues with her family, lets leave it at that" Orion rose an eyebrow.
"Wait, you know my family? Mom, I thought you said our family was chaotic, unruly, barely held together and better to avoid all together"
"It is" both Tasukeru and Cynthia answered at once, before blinking.
It was true after all. Tasukeru recovered.
"I do belive the term is, Jynx you owe me a chance to explain why I'm here. I'd ask for a soda, but I'm not thirsty right now"
Cynthia glared at her, and Orion continued his confused tone. Tasukeru turned towards Cynthia.
"I do believe you'd recall I told you I was a draft dodger when we first met. But I never said what I draft I was dodging"
"Wait, I thought Japan didn't have a draft?" Tasukeru shrugged at Orion's comment.
"My people are being drafted, but not by the Nation of Japan, but for the sole purpose of destroying your family, Destructive Virgin" another odd comment towards mom, but the look on her face was, alarm.
"WHAT!" Tasukeru extended her palm, as a ice crystal begin forming there, a glistening structure of frozen liquid...in the Summer, that came out of nowhere. Orion was wide eyed.
"But...but...that's not...ice can't...This isn't a comic book..." Tasukeru closed her eyes.
"As I said when we first met, number 8, your family is slowly suffocating the worlds other families, driving them to fading. However, what have remained have begun to rally, including my own people, the Yuki-Onna" Orion only was getting more confused.
"Yuki whatta? Snow..."
"Snow Woman, in the English Tongue, of Japanese origin" Tasukeru translated "And we are hardly the most threatening. While I have no desire to destroy your kind, Orion" Orion gulped, but what did she mean by, his kind "Or your family, deer whisperer" the nicknames were getting old by now "Many of my sisters and aunts do. And even as we do, the ancient one stirs in her sleep. If I'd have to say it, your about as doomed as wasabi in a sumo lounge..." she froze, and not by turning into ice kind of froze...
"Something's coming...Fachen!" dozens of dark shapes began to converge from everywhere, seemingly out of nowhere. They had a mane of black feathers, wide mouths...and they only seemed to be half a...thing!
And they looked...Orion couldn't look at them. Sadly, Cynthia, or Artemis as it were, and Tasukeru could, and saw that any human who did look at them, experienced a heart attack.
"What...what are they!" Artemis gasped. The Yuki Onna glared.
"They are fans of the Boston Basketball Team. It reminds them of their believers before your family decimated their lands..Diana" she whispered the last part harshly, before her hands began to morph into creepy ice claw things...
"I'd get Orion out of here, and I must warn you, he mustn't go to Camp Half...ORION!" Tasukeru yelled, and Cynthia spotted her son being grabbed from out of nowhere by a bunch of black clothed Satyrs...
"HEY, LET ME GO YOU WEIRDOS! I DON'T WANT TO BE A GANG..." the Satyrs throw a bunch of smoke bombs to the ground, dragged Orion into a black Sedan, and drove away.
"ORION!" Cynthia's eyes were wide. Tasukeru sighed.
"Well, it would appear that we are too late. I, however, think we should handle the demons before they kill off New York, what about you, Artemis"