Child of the Moon Ch.9

I beat up a child of The God of Crafts

When I woke up all I could see was a bright light pointed in my eyes, and could hear two people arguing over whose fault it was that I had a panic attack. I couldn't make out the works over the pounding in my head.

I groaned.

I heard familiar footsteps running over to the uncomfortable cot i was laying on and the bright light disappeared. It took me a while to clear the spots from my eyes, but when i did i was not where I expected to be. I had convinced myself that I was in the big house and that Chiron was arguing with a councler over who to make wash dishes after dinner with the harpys, but when I could see again it was a completely different scene.

I was laying on a scratchy green millitary cot in the middle of a giant warehouse area full of crates and randome pices of bronze technology. A lamp was attached to a spear that was laying against a large crate to my right. I figured the lamp was the bright light in my eyes.

"You ok?" Emma asked with a concerned look on her face. I sat up and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Ya, I'm fine, just a stupid fear, I hate it." I looked over to a work table and saw Leo looking down at something and fiddling with it, I could hear the clicking of metle.

"Hay Leo, let's get her some weapons and armor!" Emma said breaking the uncomfortable silence.

"Ok, let's go, the armory is back here." Le said jumping into action and leading us to another part of the warehouse.

"So... I am guessing you want moon steel?" Leo said as we stopped infront of a bronze mettle door.

"Well... I want something that matches my ring... But I wondered how I could possibly get away with whareing Greek armor in the middle of the city..." I looked at Leo and my cheeks burned. Why dose every guy I meet here have to be a cute one! Tho I have to admit I like Janus more just because I see the intelligence in his eyes...

"the mist. But that's a topic for later..." I turn to him and punch him in the arm. Hard. "Ouch! What was that for!?" He wines.

"You shoved my is that blasted confined space without thinking!" I shout.

"Good point..." He says and opens the door