Hermes's POV
For some reason Zeus called a meeting with the Olympians but he would not say why. So I came to see Artemis first since she has always been harder to find compared to the other Olympians. When I found her, she just gave some girl a vow, but I could tell something was different about her…she seemed to radiate more ichor then the other half-blood hunters that were present; even more powerful of a scent then Thalia had! Artemis turned and gave me a surprised look.
"Lord Hermes, what bring you here?" she asked.
"Your father is calling a meeting with the Olympians" I replied before taking a step closer towards this strange hunter. The scent of ichor radiated off her so powerfully, it was like she was a goddess herself…"Bring her as well, Zeus will want to see her" I stated before disappearing.
Kipcha's POV
I looked at Artemis nervously, hoping she had something to say that would calm me down; but she only mirrored the look I was giving her.
"Zeus wants to see me?" I asked, completely scared out of my wits.
"Well…he'll punish Poseidon and I before harming you and your sister" she stated coldly.
"But that's not fair!" I replied, beginning to feel angry with my grandfather…or uncle…or whatever. Artemis walked to her tent and waved me inside. I walked in with Thalia at my heels. I sat down on the floor, my thoughts reeling within my skull. Thalia stood near a statue of a female bear, as still as when she was a tree.
"We have no choice but to go to Olympus. Unless you want Zeus to come and get you here" Artemis said as she walked over to me and rested her hand on my shoulder. Before Thalia could repliy, all I could see was white, we were traveling to Olympus.
Hermes's POV
I reappeared at Camp Half-Blood, right in the middle of the courtyard. A few half-bloods were around, but something drew my attention. A smell that seemed so familiar yet didn't belong here penetrated my nose; the scent of pure ichor. I began walking towards the smell, finding myself at the door of the Poseidon cabin. I heard a few noises within the cabin, but none of it made sense; what would a god or goddess be doing in an empty cabin at Camp Half-blood? I opened the door and saw two teenagers attached at the face, one of them being my son. I cleared my throat, causing the two to separate. The girl looked at me, her silver eyes not seeming to match her curly black hair.
"This cabin should be vacant since Percy Jackson no longer goes to camp" I stated.
"Not anymore. Instead I live here. I'm Taylor Jackson" she replied in a somewhat angry tone of voice.
"Ryan Cross, get out of here now before I send a hellhound after you everyday for eternity" I growled. Ryan looked at me surprised but then realized that I was his father; he teleported out of the room, leaving me alone with this Taylor girl. "You really shouldn't lie to the god of liars"
"Lord Hermes?" she squeaked, fear now overtaking her voice.
"Yes that is my name. Now you are coming with me and Dionysus to Olympus" I said before turning towards the door.
"But why?"
"Don't question me. Just come along before I drag you along with me by your hair" I snapped. With that she quickly got up and followed me out of the cabin.