Dameion pov:
I awoke inside a tent which was really spacious seeing the empytiness inside the tent except my bed which was rabbit skins stitched over a foam pallet.
I got off my very soft and comfortable bed and stuck my head out the tent flap, I was curious. After my head entered the cool morning air I saw that I was in the hunters camp. None of them seemed concerned that I was in one of their tents, or they didn't notice me. After last nights events I think it was the latter.
I looked up and saw that it was early morning for the sun was barely peaking over the tree tops. I heard a horn blare to the north causing all the hunters to stop and run off in the general direction of the sound coming from the horn.
I was left at the camp alone, there were so many possibilities. I decided to use this time to separate myself from the hunters, some space would give me time to think and peace to my mind. I got up and started dragging the tent from the encampment to the stream. I eventually found the tree that I had I found the last time and put the tent down there. I then started securing the tent to the ground, for I knew how evil the hunters could be at pranking people. A few hours after my tent was secure there was a rustling sound outside.
I lifted my ears and listened from the inside of my tent. The rustling stopped and then there was the sound of soft feet hitting the floor. It got louder and soon stopped in front of my tent.
'My lord.' I heard in my head. There was silence as I waited for whoever he was talking to to respond.
'My lord!' The voice came again this time more urgent.
'My lord!' The voice said for a third time.
'Would who ever this guy is addressing as my lord please answer him! It's getting pretty annoying.' I thought.
'I was talking to you my lord.' The voice said right after my thoughts. There was silence before it dawned on me.
'Wait, you're talking to me?' I asked.
'Yes, my lord. May I come in?' The voice said.
'Umm... Sure?' I thought still kinda shocked about the whole mind thing. The tent flap opened and in walked a gray furred wolf. The wolf dipped his head to me in what I thought was a bow.
'Why do you bow to me?' I asked.
'Because you are our king.' The wolf stated while still in the position on its bowed head. He bowed slightly lower.
'Stop bowing. And I am not a king.' I said. The wolf in front of me stopped bowing and looked at me.
'You killed Lycone. That makes you the Alpha and king.' He stated.
'Ok. So if I'm king what am I supposed to do?' I asked.
'Your job is to tell us what to do and to make sure our race doesn't die out.' He said.
'Umm. Ok. How many wolves survived the battle?' I asked. His face seemed to drop.
'We have lost too many my lord.' He said. I paused before speaking.
'Do we have enough to make sure we survive?' I asked. He nodded his head. There was a pause as I tried to figure out what to do. 'how many of us are there?' I asked.
He paused to think about it. 'There are 40 if us left. 10 are critically wounded, 5 have gone missing, and 10 have left to form there own pack. Out of the 15 that are left; 5 are females, 7 are males, and the other 3 are just pups.' he said.
Once he finished a plan formed in my head. 'So what ever I say goes right?' I asked. The wolf looked weary but nodded his head.
'Good. I want you to go and tell the rest of the pack that the war between us and the gods is over.' I said.
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Artemis pov:
I awoke feeling better than I did last night.
I got up and walked outside of my tent and headed over to the dinning tent. Once inside I was greeted by my hunters. We chatted and ate for a while before I noticed something, there was a tent missing.
"Where is the wolf?" I asked. There was silence before Thalia spoke up.
"We don't know. The wolf was put in a tent like you requested, but this morning the wolf and the tent were gone." She said.
There was silence as I tried to think of what happened when a gray furred wolf walked in. The wolf walked around some hunters before grabbing a country fried steak with white gravy on it from Pheobe's plate and ran out the door with it. Phobe's face turned red as she pulled out her bow and chased the wolf out of the tent.
Everyone started laughing at what just happened.
"I guess we will have to go save the wolf." Thalia said wiping the tears from her eyes.
We all walked outside and followed the sounds of Pheobe's screams of anger and curse words. We kept walking until we came to the river. We continued down the river till we saw a tree with one of my tents underneath it. Before I could take a step towards it the gray wolf ran out of the forest ahead of us and into the tent.
'Strange. Dameion is not gray furred.' I thought before pulling out my bow. Phobe ran out of the woods as soon as my bow was out and ran to the tent.
"Come out you mangy mutt!" Pheobe yelled. When no one answered she pushed open the flap and was tackled by a red wolf and a brown wolf. They were on each of her shoulders and were growling in her face. I fired an arrow at the brown wolf which would have hit either one if they didn't dodge it.
Pheobe quickly got up and pulled out her hunting knives. The two wolves backed up, but were still growling. They seemed to not be interested in the rest of us-which was weird seen as how we were all holding bows and arrows right now.-and was instead intently growling and starring at Pheobe. I was about to say fire when a long howl could be heard.
'Ugh! Not again.' I thought as I started looking around for the reinforcements. None came, but a single black wolf with a long scar from his right side of his stomach to his left side of his neck, walked from the Forrest behind us and into the clearing.
The black wolf walked around us and to the other two wolves. He then stood there and stared at the two before they went back into the tent. When they went in a black man walked out. He looked to be 6'4 with a big build. His arms had big muscles on them like he worked out a lot. Not so big that he would be a hulk but big enough to do about thirty pull-ups. He had blue jeans with a belt, and a tight white T-shirt. He had no hair on his head and straight white teeth. He reminded me of Apollo. He walked over to Pheobe and the black wolf before he got down on one knee and bowed.
"My lord." He said. After five minutes of silence he stood up and looked at me.
"Dameion says that he would like to say sorry for what the wolf did and would ask that you forgive the wolf." The man said.
"Why won't he tell me himself?" I asked.
"He says that he almost died as a wolf around your hunters. If he was in human form it would be ten times worse... Plus if he is in wolf form he can't be blamed for any type of domination, on your maidens. They should feel superior to a wolf anyways."
He said.
"So is that why he moved his tent?" I asked.
"He says that he moved it because he needs to be able to be with us and that hunters are known to prank pretty hard." He said.
The hunters had smiles on there faces. Probably thinking of all the pranks they have pulled on campers. I was about to ask another question when the ground pulsed three times symbolizing that Poseidon was calling a council meeting.
I told the hunters to go back to camp before I walked over to Dameion, who was in wolf form still, and told him to prepare himself. He gave a nod and I teleported us to Olympus.
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Poseidon pov:
It took about a minute for everyone to flash in.
"Poseidon, why have you called us all hear?" Zeus demanded.
"I have called you all here for I have some news on my missing son." I said. I paused and looked around the room to see the reactions. All of my family had different expressions. It would be a pain to list them all so I'll let you imagine how it looked.
"I have talked to... Chaos. (Every one gasps) and apparently a couple of gods have spoken to Percy before he disappeared. Now, I am not going to be upset with whoever did. I just want to know why and wear he went after that." I said.
There was silence before Hestia spoke up.
"I was one of the ones who talked with Percy before he left. He was upset about how camp was treating him. He felt betrayed... I had him brought to Olympus where I sent him to where the hunters would find him in hopes that he could help protect them and have something to fight for. I know its a low chance. If that didn't work then I would have him go out and find demigods. Greek would be brought to camp and roman to the wolf house." Hestia explained.
I turned to Artemis.
"Has Dameion told you anymore about Percy?" I asked.
"No, he hasn't." Artemis said.
"Apollo, have you seen him?" I asked. Apollo just shook his head. "Ugh. He seems to be unreachable even to us olympians." I said. I looked to Apollo to see him in thought before he suddenly went rigid. His eyes turned to two orbs of bright golden light. He then started to speak:
A bloody battle waged by one.
Will start off looking like great fun,
But by sword or arrow the guardian will fall.
Death's kid knows about it all.
In the distance the hero stands tall,
But is unreachable to all.
Apollo then went slack in his throne as the rest of the throne room was quiet. Then all Hades broke loose.
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Authors note:... Wow. I received three reviews for the last chapter. What makes it worse only one talked about me writing another story. :( :( :(
so I am going to write it regardless
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