Chapter 37: Stating Facts

So here is the next chapter. Not much to say other than please enjoy and review.

Percy's POV

I was waiting for Chiron to bring Mr. D to the Big House. The centaur told us, with some shame in his voice that our camp director was trying to convince the Harpies to patrol at the end of the summer sooner, so that they can devour more campers than often, in exchange of swimming pool filled with wine.

The spineless jerk. He really needs to be taught a lesson and he will soon enough, if I have anything to say about it.

"Percy, are sure you want to do this?" Thalia asked concerned.

I nodded at once.

"Dionysus may be here against his will but that doesn't give him the right to treat us like he does," I said with conviction. "If Zeus won't put him in his place then I will. Besides, I need the blood anyway; might as well solve two problems in one go. I only ask that you don't interrupt us even if we end up fighting and that you keep his two kids at camp away from here; they don't need to see this," I added.

Everyone stopped arguing then and started to look with curiosity to the near future. Rachel and pretty much all the cabin leaders except for the kids of the god in question and were in their seats. I was standing in front of the stairs that lead to the attic with my arms folded. We waited for a few more minutes until the door opened and the god of wine and madness entered the room.

He looked at more annoyed than anything else.

"I was finishing a good business deal and Chiron interrupts me to tell me that you seek an audience with me," He said in a monotonous tone. "So what is this about, Peter Johnson?"

I glared at him.

"It's Percy Jackson," I said slowly.

M.D looked bored.

"Yeah, yeah whatever," He said.

I shook my head.

"No, I bother to remember your name so the least you could do is put some effort in that lazy brain of yours to remember mine," I stated.

At that point his expression turned from boredom to outrage.

"You dare…!" He yelled.

"Yes I dare," I interrupted him. "You want to know why? Because I am sick and tired of your attitude!" I yelled back. "Just because you are forced to be here doesn't mean you can do and say whatever you want to us. In all the time you have been here, you could have done a lot of good and made yourself useful but if your personality is anything to go by, you should have been the god of laziness and idiocy."

Now that stroked a nerve. His face turned red with rage as he glared at me.

"You think you are so much more important than me to speak to me like that, eh?" He spat out.

"Actually yes, I do," I said bluntly making several people gasp. "I have been doing a lot to win this war both before and during my time travels. What have you done? You have done nothing worth mentioning since this war started!" I yelled. "This is your civilization too and you should try to save it at least for the feeling of self-preservation. But no, you don't do anything useful. So I ask, are you simply too lazy and useless to do things for the greater good or do you simply have a death wish?"

"I am immortal you fool!" He bellowed. "I can't die!"

"Oh yes, you can," I said still glaring. "In case you were lazy enough to pay attention to the New Great Prophecy, I will inform you that the Giants are joining the Titans in the war. If your counter-part defeats you, you will fade or die in other words," I declared. "So you can sit here and act all high and mighty but if you don't take action sooner or later your counter-part will come after you and to be brutally honest, if I would have to bet in that fight, the Giant will have my money and support."

Dionysus opened his mouth but closed it again. He looked frustrated, as if looking for more arguments but couldn't think of any.

"What do you want?" He ended up asking.

"I want to use a spell to track down Hecate, who has been kidnapped by a Giant," I answered. "However, the most important ingredient is enough blood from an Olympian to completely cover a golden drachma. In other words, I need some of your blood," I explained.

He started glaring at me again.

"You insult me and now expect me to give you my blood?" He asked in a yell. "And for what? To rescue an insignificant minor goddess?"

"I am not insulting you," I claimed. "I am merely stating facts. As for Hecate she has earned my respect and gratitude a hundred times over and she has done much more than you have to help our cause in the war by working behind in the shadows and spying on Kronos. And I owe her a lot so I am going to rescue her. But to rescue her I need to know where she is. To know that I need your blood. So you either give me your blood right now or I will take it by force!" I shouted.

There was a long silence after that. Our glaring contest continued and, from the corner of my eyes, I could see that everyone else was looking at me in awe for standing up to Dionysus.

"Are you threatening me?" He bellowed.

"Yes I am," I confirmed.

"And do you really think you will be able to beat me and take what you need?" He asked me narrowing his eyes.

"After everything I have done, you truly want to test me?" I asked my voice and eyes cold and lethal.

Mr. D looked expression was unreadable but I could tell he was considering that I have a point. Then with a look like if he just swallowed something foul, he materialize a wine cup and a knife. He slashed his left wrist without flinching and filled the cup with the ichor. Then he moved slowly and gave me the cup.

"Fine, try and save your precious Hecate, but don't say now I have never done anything useful," He said.

I nodded but said nothing.

"And Jackson," He said for once getting my name right. "As much as I hate to admit it… you may have taught me a thing or two."

And without uttering another word he left opened the door and left the Big House.

Did you liked it? I did so I hope you did also. Anyway, in the next chapter the spell will be casted but the really important part will happen around halfway through the chapter. Please review.