Sorry for the wait, but I don't own PJO, though I do own Remigio
As the sun slowly rose in the east and made it's way higher into the sky a bored Morpheus was leaning against the brick wall as he fiddled with something small and metal in his hand. Not far from him Remigio was curled up on the tar and tile roofing with his weapon not too far from him as he tried to hide his face from the sunlight. The package that had been handed to him was still on the ground, but was opened up allowing the wrapping the flutter in the wind lightly.
"Are you going to sleep the whole day?" The dream god asked as he looked over at the young boy who struggled to hide his face from the light. Not getting a single reply from him Morpheus frowned and tossed the metal object at him making Remigio grunt and slowly look up at glare at the attacker. Spotting a family member though he lowered the glare to a frown and tried to put on a stiff face.
"Are you going to take me to Hades?" he asked as he looked at Morpheus. He was already bracing himself to have the family become unhappy with him as well as Hades angry at him. Yet the god said nothing as he pushed himself up from the wall and started to walk around and over to the edge of the roof. "I.." he started to say as he looked up at his cousin worried and at the same time unsure if he would get any sympathy from him more or less any one else in the family. "I tried to find him. I didn't mean to fail." he muttered as he at least wanted something to be out there to speak for him.
But instead of hearing anything related to the job that was given Morpheus turned on him, "What in the world are you talking about? You haven't failed yet, but at this rate you just might." he muttered as he took a glance back at Remigio who looked at him confused.
"What? No, I can't find him, no one has seen him since he jumped from that arch over there." he said as he pointed at the arch
Morpheus glanced over at the arch and looked at his cousin sternly. "Are you ill? There's a river right under the thing, he probably landed in it and walked out without a single cut."
Remigio just looked confused only to be grabbed by his collar and dragged over to look at the river by the annoyed god. "He's a child of Poseidon, meaning the brat landed in his element and simply walked away without a scratch. In fact he's already states ahead of you. " Remigio was spun around and pushed to gather his stuff as he kept his eyes low on the ground. "If I'm correct they're in Denver, which is half good and bad." he said as he noticed that Remigio found the metal case that was thrown at him and was trying to open it. With an annoyed huff he walked over and snatched the object out of the kids hands and opened it. "It's a compass, if I'm right it'll lead you straight to what ever you're looking for." he said as he glared at Remigio before grabbing him and leading him to a fairly large shadow created by the roofs stairway. "Use it and catch up, and for what ever you do, do not go into any places named after flowers." he warned before he pushed Remigio into the shadows.
Falling through the shadows it wasn't long for them to kick him out and toss him out near a water tower just as a large red Harley bike was driving up. Stiffening up at the approach Remigio watched nervously only to feel like he was going to explode in rage as the large bike came to halt in front of him.
"So you're old death breather's minion." The man sneered as he slowly got off his bike and walked up to Remigio as the younger glared at him.
"What's it to you?" Remigio snapped as he looked at the man who refused to take his sun glasses off, maybe he was like his father whose eyes were simply pitch black.
The man chuckled some and leaned against his bike as he took out his knife and started to mess with it. "Awe how cute, shaking with rage." he scuffed as Remigio was in fact shaking as glared at him. "Anyways doesn't your kind only come out during the night time?" he asked as he looked up in the sky before shaking his head. "Oh look the sun." he sneered looking back at Remigio.
"Shut up." Remigio snapped as he grabbed his weapon and went to charge at the unnamed god before him. Before a single strike could be placed he found himself kicked onto his back.
"Cool it kid, I'm not fighting with a potential alley. Even if they're Underworld scum." Remigio didn't even catch onto the true meaning of the words as he hissed as he righted himself and got ready again. "Listen runt, I don't have time for this. Do me a favor and I'll help you with following some brats to the west. " Ares said as his sunglasses reflected Remigio in them much like his fathers.
Gritting his teeth and getting even more ruffled up Remigio nodded his head as he looked up at the god before him. "What do you want?" he asked as he glared at him.
"It's something simple, I think your shrinking brain can handle." he mused before he lowered his glasses lightly allowing Remigio to feel his nails digging into his palm as he looked into the intense fiery eyes. "I want you to get supplies for an upcoming deal I need to deal with. " A small list on a old notepad was tossed in Remigio's direction without a care. "As soon as you get them all find me and I'll help you out." he said before climbing back onto his bike.
Remigio's gray eyes scanned over the note pad before frowning. "Where am I suppose to get this stuff at?"
"Not my problem, besides you have the drachmas." the god said with a sneer before his bike roared loudly through the empty lot before it tore off out of view. With the god of war gone the anger that Remigio was buried under rolled off and dissipated but at the same time he groaned and rubbed his head.
What in the world was going on with these odd visits? Huffing a bit he looked at his list before he spotted the metal object that Morpheus had tossed at him sitting on a ant pile. Rubbing his head he groaned and slowly went to collect his things before looking at his backpack and then at the list.
He didn't want to do this, at least not right now, not with that jerk of a god who was commanding him to do things. At least the others were at least decent with him. Growling and muttering to himself as he started to go through his bag he mindlessly clipped the compass onto the belt loop of his pants. As luck would have it he only had two out of the many things that he was required to give the god. His backpack and of course his own drachmas which he had been saving. Other than that, his mortal cash was nothing more than a buck or two and his clothes were needing a good soak and wash before they were to be lent out for someone else to wear. Rubbing his head he groaned and tried to think of just how he was suppose to go and get what was needed. It seemed that the only way that things could work would be with finding the nearest store and stealing what was needed without, hopefully, being caught.
Pushing himself off the dirt path and out into the view of other mortals Remigio walked with an annoyed look on his face as he tried to figure out not only where he was at but also try to locate where the nearest store was at, at the same time. Walking around for a good hour and a half he finally managed to find a store though he failed to pay attention to what was around him. Such as the iris message that was taking place just across the street at a wash station as a car was speeding out of the drive way as if it had been threatened. But his eyes were more focused on the 'Grab and Go' store that was ahead of him.
Pushing the front door open and being greeted half heartedly, he ignored the watchful gazes of the sales clerk who watched the disheveled and frowning kid wander into his store and start searching up and down the aisles. He could get the food here. Grabbing a bag of double stuffed Oreos, since they looked oh so good, he wandered back up and down the aisles once again as he tried to figure out how he was also rob the store clerk for some money. Frowning he tried to think of some possible way for him to steal the money and at the same time get away without being caught. Sitting in a mini booth that was to be used by those eating from the now closed mini taco shop he watched the sales clerk and decided that the only way he was going to get what he wanted was with threats .
Taking up his cane and holding it at the very end he gave it a rough shake only to make the weapon appear once again. The midnight black steel was giving a faint glow even in the daylight but it's long curved blade made him smile lightly. If the man was mortal he would have to make sure not to harm him with the blade. The last thing he wanted to do, other than fail, was to explain why he killed some random mortal. Unless this man was a monster, that he was sure that no one would really care about. He walked up to the counter top he was surprise to watch as the man at the counter looked at him wide eye and hands up.
"I don't want any trouble kid, if you want that just go." he said in a slightly panicked voice making Remigio frown and look at his weapon and then at the man before moving it slowly back and forth. "Just go!" the man shouted as he backed up some more. He seemed scared enough that Remigio grinned lightly as something was going right and went to move closer.
"Money, I want all the money you have." he demanded as he glared at the clerk who nodded his head quickly and opened the cash register before pulling out all the bills and setting them on the counter making Remigio stretch to grab them all and stuff them in his pocket. Though when he caught a glance at the security feed behind the counter he noticed that it looked like he was holding a fairly large gun instead of a Rhomphaia . "Come on hurry up I have other places to go!" he shouted as he decided to roll with what he was looking like . Once the last bill was tossed onto the counter and the clerk was telling him just to leave Remigio did as he was told as he scooped up the remaining into his backpack along with the cookies and took off as quickly as he could for not only a hiding place but also another store.
Darting into the trees behind the store and into the narrow slit between two fenced in back yards it was a relief to be able to hide in the ever shady area as he tried to calm his heart down. The first major law that he had ever broken before in his life and he now needed some time to calm down from. At this moment he wondered if the clerk was looking for him right now, if not if he had called the cops to go and look for him. Either way he would have to wait out for them to go and leave the area so he could sneak out, whenever that was going to be. Leaning against a tree he looked up at the sun light that tried to peak through the branches before he looked at his over flowing pockets and his miss shaped bag. He had stuffed the food as well as some of the money in there without much of a thought that it now looked like it was over bloated and was threatening to blow up right there. Yet nothing. Deciding to kill time with planning ahead he pulled out the money and started counting. He was going to have to use his own money for what ever reason why Ares wanted it but that didn't mean that he had to give the god all the money he stole. $40, more than enough for him to get a good meal and relax if not for the work he needed to do. Pulling out the list he mentally checked off the money, and food as well as the drachmas before he looked around and into the back yards for the next items. Clothes. Threes sets, one for a girl and the others for boys. Maybe someone had put the wash out to dry? If so he could easily steal them without any trouble. Peaking through the slots between the fence he was praying that someone had clothes out there to dry only to notice that aside from a towel or two there was nothing else made of cloth in the back yards of all three yards.
A few hours passed before Remigio felt safe with coming out of his hiding place and went to look for a clothing store. Though this time he was going to try and pay for what he was to take. Walking out into plain sight Remigio was waiting for someone to stop him or for cops to roll up to him and pull him into their car, but nothing of the sorts happened as he slowly made his way to the local shopping center and into the large blue and white building with ease. Being greeted like a guest and pointed in the right direction by an old smiling man Remigio wasted no time in finding the clothes only to come across another problem. He didn't know what sizes he was needed to get. Were they large, smalls, mediums or did he need to know measurements to make sure he got the right clothes? Those clothes that he had already gathered were sitting in his basket by his feet as he looked at them unsure. All he had done was basically walk through and gathered the cheapest clothes he could find only to come across this problem. Dropping down to sit and stare at the basket, Remigio frowned as he tried to think things through. If he was getting these things with a god would he even be bothered by the size of clothes? Didn't they have stores where gods come from? Or did someone make their clothes without stabbing them with push pins on a daily basis?
Unsure and a bit confused Remigio groaned as he rubbed his head trying to think of what to do only to notice that after a while one of the store workers with their blue vests and yellow smiley face pins would walk past him asking if he was okay . At one time three of them appeared and watched him from their spot in the main walkway making Remigio nervous and made him look away from them unsure what to do. His stomach kept sinking with each appearance and reappearance of these faces and eventually picked his stuff up and walked off to a new area. Making sure that his cane was with him he wandered between the aisles looking for a place to hide only to spot that what looked like a manager and a team of his closest workers following him. Remigio let out a low whimper as he didn't want to have to deal with adults more or less other mortals who didn't want him to do certain things. Walking as calmly as he could he looked back at the clothes for a hiding place as they provided the most shadows for him to use and started to head that way when he noticed that the manager and his men were stopped by a confused woman who couldn't find the bathrooms that were in great need for her grand daughter who was dancing in place he darted off as quickly as he could to the clothes.
"Hey!" the manager shouted as he told his workers to follow after Remigio as he tried to help the woman to another worker.
But as that happened Remigio was already pushing himself into the clothing rack and trying to pull his basket with him as well as he could hear their footsteps get closer and closer to him. Before long the clothes around him were pulled back and he was reviled.
"Where is he?!"
"I don't know," the young man in front of Remigio said as the young boy held his breath and stared up at the mortal who was looking right at him. No, he was looking right past him. Remigio remained still as he watched the manager come up looking around only to look at him as well.
"Well keep looking, that kid was the one who held up that gas station." he manager said as he pushed his employee to keep looking for him.
Once the clothes moved back into place Remigio let out his breath and looked around only to notice that the shadows were in fact clinging to him as if they were protecting him. It was an odd feeling, it was safe and comfortable but at the same time it was a bit unnerving as a cold shiver would pass over time to time as he sat there in worry. But the longer he sat there surrounded by the shadows the chills started to fade away and soon he was simply leaning back against the shadows with a happy and content sigh until he felt the shadows' warmth leave him on the hard cold floor. Aside from the slight dizziness that washed over him hiding in the shadows didn't brother him too much as he relaxed and looked around for a way to get out of this mess. Taking a breath he looked at the basket and quickly rolled up the clothes he had and stuffed them into his backpack. It was a struggle but before anyone else in the store knew it he was out the doors and heading off into the shady streets in order to find the god who he had the pleasure of meeting with.
Kicking the pebbles down the path as he walked along he tried to think of other places for him to find a back pack at. Granted there was always his own. He still had the backpack that he had 'borrowed' at the end of the school semester the bag was still in surprisingly decent shape after all that it had gone through and now it looked like it was on the line if he couldn't find another bag. Huffing a bit he looked into the yards that he was passing up, small gardens with lots of flowers were trying to eak out a living with the warm summer days coming down on them. But as he walked he stopped time to time spotting other kids who were enjoying their vacations either running around spraying each other with water guns or simply hanging out. He wanted to kill time before meeting up with the god who had given him the list. And yet the only thing he could do without being caught or spotted was to hide out somewhere and hope that everything was alright in his world. With his feet becoming sore, Remigio sighed and went to sit on the curve as he looked both up and down the road of the neighbor hood that he was in. It looked like most people were away from their homes though others were over runned with kids who would be spotted looking at him. Ignoring them, he didn't want any trouble, he watched as a small stream of water came down the street as a family was washing their cars just up the road.
Soap bubbles slowly drifted closer to Remigio who eventually started to play with them out of boredom poking them and eventually making a boat out of a leaf he tried to race them against each other as the water picked up speed washing the boats and poor ant and rolly pollies out into the storm gutter not far from him. Pushing his back pack off and relaxing a bit more he started to mess with the water and soap bubbles a bit more as the neighbor hood kids started to wander closer to him.
Remigio didn't even hear the kids as a group of 5 or six of them came up behind him with water guns until he felt a cold blast of water hit him and cause him to jump and turn around. "Hey want to join? " the oldest a boy around 11 asked the youngest being about 8 or 7 years old. "We need an extra player since Mark had to go to the store with his mom." the older boy said as he offered a smile "You can be on my team if you want." he said offering a yellow and green water gun to Remigio who looked at it confused and unsure what to do. The boys noticed Remigio's nervousness as he looked uncertain at the toy gun before looking down. "If you don't want to play just say so," the older boy said as he started to turn and lead the group back to the yard they were going to play in.
"Uh wait, I'll join." Remigio said looking a bit unsure of the own words that were coming from his mouth. But the boys all cheered and rushed to him giving him the toy as they picked up his stuff to set it closer to the yard. It was an odd feeling to be running and chasing someone else while attempting to spray the living daylights out of them. Laughing at others as they slipped and fell in the mud and even shouting and charging and 'firing' onto one lone person was just one of the many great things that for once Remigio was apart of.
But like all great things, it came to an end as the house lights started to slowly flicker on and the boys were heading inside for food. "Jamie who is this?" A mother asked as she held towels out for them as she held the front door open.
Jamie, the older kid, grinned as water dripped from his face. "Uhhh," he turned to Remigio who was busy wiping off his face only to notice that everyone was looking at him.
"What's you're name dear? Are you from around here?" the mother asked as she offered a soft smile for the boy who until today she had never seen before. But as she looked him over it was sure that he wasn't from the neighborhood more or less the ones around it.
Remigio swallowed lightly and went to keep drying himself off. "I'm Remigio," he said taking small glances up at the mother as the boys said hi before trying to pull him inside.
"He can join us right mom?" Remigio tried to brace himself for the pull. "Sammy grab his stuff so the dogs don't get to it. Come on my moms a good cook, she makes plenty of food." he said managing to get Remigio who was being stubborn and was dragged to the doorway while little Sammy ran out to the front yard to pick up Remigio's cane and backpack. Out of nowhere though the younger boy scream when a motorcycle rolled up to the house. Everyone rushed to the yard as little Sammy was picked up by his mother and held as they all looked at the biker who wore his shades still in the setting sun.
"Do you need help?" she asked sternly as she held her son close as the husband came out from the house wondering what was going on.
"Don't worry ma'am I'm only here for him." the god said as Remigio tried to hide behind one of the other boys until everyone looked at him. "We have an important meeting to get to." he said as Remigio could feel Ares' eyes burning into him.
"Remigio who is this?" the mother asked as Remigio pulled the towel off and went to grab his stuff knowing that it would be better for him to just leave.
"He's a," Remigio paused he didn't know who this god was in relationship to himself. "He's a friend of my dad's boss, I think." he said carefully as he waked over to the large bike.
"You think?" the mother asked as she glared at Ares. "Come on dear, I rather call your parents and be sure that it's alright for you to go with … what's your name?" she asked as she glared back at Ares who shifted on his seat. She had tried to pull Remigio back only to have him slip from her grasp and walk up to the bike.
"I have to go, I'll see you all eventually." Remigio said as he made sure not to look back at the first living friends he had ever made (even if he didn't know their names). Looking at the wheels of the bike Remigio tried to ignore the God before him and even the group who simply turned and walked away as if he wasn't even there. "I got almost everything that you wanted. " he said as he knew that he would lose his backpack now.
"Good, but what are you missing?" Ares asked as he pulled at Remigio's bag and went through it.
"I guess you can take my bag." he muttered only to hear the bag be open and items to be moved from his own bag to another. A blue bag which Ares pulled from nowhere was now being with the clothes, food, half of the money and all the coins that he had. Once the god had what he wanted he dropped the bag on the floor and headed off without another word.
"Wait! You said that you were going to help!" Remigio shouted as he started to run after the bike only to stop a few houses down as Ares was long gone. "Darn it!" he shouted as he slammed his foot down only to rub his head and start back to his things. At least he had his bag still, though he lost all of his drachmas and knew that once he ran out of money he would be out of luck . He huffed and unknowingly reached for the compass that was still on his belt loop and flipped it open.
Flicking it open the arrow within spun around wildly before steadying its self in the correct direction as a small dial at the top spun to read 'Earth'. He at first thought that the arrow was simply pointing north but instead it was pointing unknowingly at a local dinner where Ares was waiting at for Percy and friends to meet up at.
Remigio growled as he tried to figure out how anything he had done was actually helpful to himself but nothing came to mind as he looked straight down the road. Grumbling he went back to grab his bag and stuff before he noticed that he had the compass in hand. The bronze colored glowed lightly in the fleeting sunlight as he lifted it up to get a better look at it. He could remember some things that he had learned in school about compasses, they were always pointing north and yet this one pointed differently from the lower red arrow that pointed north.
Remigio calmed down as he looked at the compass and tried to move the arrows on his own. The red arrow allowed him to tinker with it though the other didn't and remained stiff as he tried to move it. Biting his lip some he looked around as more house lights clicked on throughout the street. "I guess it's worth a shot." he muttered as he started to walk following the arrow. Half an hour of walking later he came to see Percy and Grover with the god who was tossing them the blue backpack before they were urged to rush into the back of a black truck that had white letters written on it. It wasn't long for the owners of the truck to come and check on it before they took off out of the parking lot and then down the road with it leaving Remigio running after it as fast as he could.
"No get back here, I need that truck." he shouted as he tried to chase after the vehicle as he was unsure if he would be able to shadow travel onto such a moving object and not hurt himself. As the vehicle moved further and further away from him, Remigio could feel his legs burn as he pushed himself to move faster but before long the truck was out of sight. Groaning he started to slow down in order to catch his breath. But instead of standing in place and catching it he was lifted off the ground and carried by something holding his backpack.
"What! "he shouted as he held onto his backpack as he looked up noticing the familiar canine who was holding onto the bag as it ran after the truck. "Your back? Where' have you been?!" he shouted out in joy for seeing the long lost hell hound who he had been missing for a while. But he didn't focus on happy remarks and urged the hound to follow the truck even if his arms were getting sore.
Sorry about the long wait, I had everything written (in fact I'm as far as book two) but I just needed to edit and post all of this. I still need a name for the hell hound here since it's going to show up even more now. Other than that Hello and see you next time!