Chapter five;

Something odd was going on at camp – he had noticed it when he had first arrived, the whispers and the nervous glances towards the sky; it constantly looked like it was going to rain and thunder these days but it seemed that the barrier that kept them safe from monsters attacking also held the weather at bay. Since his use of magic in the game of capture the flag a lot of the campers had become wary of him, luckily his own cabin mates had not – they had merely laughed at the suggestion and told him to shut up.

There were whispers around the camp about him being the Son of Hecate.

Impossible, though, as he tried to explain. He knew who his mother was – since she was Apollo's daughter. Daughter, not son. Therefore, it was impossible for Hecate to be his mother.

What he did do though was sacrifice to Hecate on an evening meal; breakfast he offered the sacrifice to Lord Apollo, his lunch was to whoever his father might be (since he didn't know!) and dinner, a sacrifice to Lady Hecate for blessing him with magic.

He had been at camp nearly two weeks. Today was June 12th – he couldn't believe that he had been gone from England a full month now, nor that he had already had a month off school! Usually they would break up on June 1st, but this year they had closed two weeks early for the castle to have new protections put into place, and the old ones strengthened after the events of the year.

Deo rubbed his eyes tiredly as he dodged out of the way of Clarisse and her siblings, since he was currently invisible (cloak!), it would be rather useless to let them run into him. Since Capture the Flag, Clarisse and co. had been after his blood, in every sense of the word. The only time that they didn't both him was when he was with someone from the Apollo cabin, or from the Hermes cabin, since Clarisse knew they would back him up 100%.

Since it was Sunday today there wasn't any training unless you wanted to, and so he had decided to take a walk around the lake to clear his mind. Annabeth Chase had become a constant thorn in his side after the camp discovered that he actually studied magic at one of the international magical schools – and she kept demanding to read his books and notes that he made. They were, of course, useless to her since she didn't have magic (even American muggleborns got their letters at 11. Demigod or not.), or at least not the type that was compatible with the studies that he was going.

Lee had actually banned her from the Apollo cabin she had become that much of a pest – stating that only in a dire emergency was she to enter, and then she would go to the medical tent first!

Didn't stop her being a pest the rest of the time though.

"βλάκας" Deo growled just at the thought of the Chase girl.

It meant idiot, in ancient Greek. (Vlakas).

Another reason he was currently invisible? Well, the Chase girl could turn invisible too with some hat she had received as a gift off her mother Athena. She had scared him half to death appearing out of nowhere, so if she couldn't find him, she couldn't sneak up on him.

He huffed another sigh as he sat down on a large rock that faced out onto the Long Island Sound, keeping himself completely covered by the cloak – with the charm to silence him from others in place, no one was going to be able to find or disturb him unless they literally tripped over him. At first he didn't notice the centaur and Chase (of all damn people!) walking towards him, but their voices did catch his attention.

"…Are you sure they think its him?" Chase was asking,

"Lord Zeus believes so." Chiron replied,

He sounded tired and worn out,

"Then why hasn't he acted?" Annabeth Chase prompted,

"Because he has no proof. And I don't think he will find any," Chiron said – he sounded stern, "Because I don't think the child has anything to do with the missing bolt. Convincing Lord Zeus of that however…well, if he is the son of Poseidon or Hades, I am deeply afraid that it was cause a war over this."

"You have to admit, him turning up suddenly is strange." Chase pointed out,

"No, demigods turn up all the time." Chiron reminded her, Deo frowned from where he was hidden and wondered why Chase seemed to want him to be guilty. Because it was clear they were speaking of him. "If you remember he arrived with the Mason Twins, does that make them guilty? Or how about William, the older demigod that arrived with them, who didn't know either?"

"But the timing is…"

Their voices trailed off as they walked further away,

He felt like bashing his head off a wall.

It was just like Hogwarts all over again, people accusing him of doing something when he was completely innocent!

What the hell was the bolt that had gone missing!

Standing up slowly, he walked towards the tree that everyone called Thalia's tree; Lia had explained that Thalia was a daughter of Zeus that had been killed when she had told the others to get to safety, which was why she had protested leaving him so much – because she had feared that he would have the same fate.

Right now Deo was contemplating just gathering up his belongings and leaving, going back to England. At least in England the people that accused him were only human, and weren't super powerful gods in the sky.

Deo sat there several hours before even contemplating going back inside, outside of the barrier he could see the storm thundering and the rain lashing down, thunder was booming but oddly there wasn't any lightning to go with it. it was like sitting inside a glass house, despite being outside the weather didn't come past the barrier that protected the camp. As he stood up he noticed a car speeding down the road towards the camp, well at least the headlights could be seen through the gloomy weather. Suddenly the car seemed to flip, and roll and roll until he crashed into one of the empty fields opposite. Before he could contemplate stepping outside of the barrier to help, a figure emerged from the back of the car through a smashed rear window. Then another, and another.

Three people were running towards camp, away from a very large…and familiar…figure ahead.

Shit.

Minotaur!

Groaning in frustration, Deo shrugged off his invisibility cloak and draw his dagger in his left hand, his sword (pen uncapped!) in his right. He wasn't planning on stepping in unless absolutely necessary. Minotaur would already be furious about the last time that Deo had vanished him back to the deep depths of the underworld.

As they draw closer he noticed a Satyr, a boy that looked around the same age as him with black hair and a woman with sandy blonde hair.

The minotaur was drawing closer, and closer.

Cussing under his breath, he ran forward and tackled the boy, who was just about to be trampled by the minotaur. With the wind and rain, his tackle took them further than expected, out of the line of sight of the Minotaur.

The boy had hit his head of a large rock jutting out of the hill when he had fallen, and blood was seeping from the wound, he was unconscious. Quickly assessing the situation, Deo theorised that the boy would be ok for a few minutes without medical attention – personally, he had had plenty of bang to the head that had knocked him out (his uncle Vernon mainly responsible.) and he had been more than ok a few days afterwards.

Deo turned just in time to see the satyr being thrown to the side as the Minotaur grabbed the woman by the throat; he didn't reach them in time before the woman seemed to vanish into what he would describe as shadows swallowing her up. Letting out a frustrated scream, the monster heard him and turned quicker than Deo had thought possible, and ran at him again – Deo dived to the side, whilst throwing his dagger at the beast, but all it achieved was to cut off one of its horns from its head.

Minotaur had changed its course and was heading from him again, tightening his grip on his sword, he forced himself to remain still until the beast was looming over him, stamping its hooved feet against the ground like a bull – jumping up and startling the minotaur, the blade sank into its chest. Like last time, it burst into golden dust that he could barely see in the darkness of the storm.

When he found his bearings once again, he found the satyr panicking over the boy, dressing its trousers that it had been holding against the wound. With the Satyr's help, they managed to drag him to the medical tent.

"What were you thinking!" Lee demanded,

Deo sighed and rolled his eyes as he continued to wrap the bandage gauze around the boys head that he had helped – once they had arrived at the medical tent, he had sent the satyr off to find Chiron and either Lee or Michael.

Apparently the satyr had been dumb enough to recount what had happened fully, before sending them his way.

"He has a minor concussion, possibly a dose of ambrosia when he wakes." Deo stated instead, keeping his voice professional – as he had seen Lee himself do, when working with a patient. "The cut on his head isn't deep and will heal with the ambrosia, or within a week or so if left alone."

"Deo!"

"He will need close observation until he wakes -." Deo yelped, as he was suddenly yanked away from the boy and twisted to look at Lee, who had appeared beside him. Oops, he looked furious. "Yes, Lee? You wanted something?"

"What were you thinking!" Lee demanded once again, looking agitated and looking over the smaller sodden demigod for any injuries. "You should never ever have left the camp barriers!"

"The Minotaur would have killed them all." Deo explained calmly, looking up and keeping eye contact with the elder boy. "You and the others came and helped me, remember? Don't be such a hypocrite!"

"But you are –."

"What? Smaller? Younger?" Deo guessed sarcastically – Lee and Michael both looked away guiltily, "I am just as much demigod as you! I've handled much more than you could even dream of!"

"You said that before." Annabeth Chase interrupted from the doorway,

"Out! Now!" Deo growled pointing back towards the door where she had just entered, "You have no need in being here, out!"

Damn.

Now he was sounding like Madam Pomfrey.

And Lee.

Maybe Madam Pomfrey had Apollo blood too?

"He's right, Annabeth." Chiron interrupted, entering behind Annabeth, looking rather unamused and grim. "There is no need for you to be in the medical tent. Deo, Annabeth was just heading back to her cabin when she stopped to speak with Grover, the satyr you met."

"Actually, she can stay." Lee interrupted before Chase could leave, taking a tight grip on Deo's arm, "We need to have a cabin meeting, immediately. Right now, there is nothing we can do for Percy Jackson. Chase, one cube of ambrosia when he wakes."

Deo was marched between Lee and Michael all the way back to the cabin, one of them had one of each of his arms, so there wasn't much chance of running away and vanishing again. And his cloak was still in the medical tent, tucked away behind the medical supplies, because he hadn't had chance to grab it.

Everyone in the cabin was still awake, since it wasn't actually that late, despite how exhausted he felt. In fact, it was only 7pm, and everyone had probably just arrived back from the campfire.

"Explain Deo." Lee sighed, the moment that they had arrived back in the cabin. Deo walked over to his bed slowly and dropped down onto it, face down and his arms folded under his head. "NOW!"

"I don't want to!" Deo snapped, not moving. "Leave it alone!"

He didn't want to tell them – most likely they would keep him locked under chain and key for the rest of his natural life, since they were so protective in the first place. How did you tell people that you had known merely weeks, but thought of as family already, that their lives were in danger because they associated with you? How do you tell them that there is a mass murdering psychopath out for your blood?

You don't.

He couldn't.

Could he?

He heard Lee sigh again, and murmuring, before he felt his mattress dip and a soothing hand on his back rubbing small comforting circles. After a few moments, he twisted, and buried his face into Lee's chest – and began talking. He couldn't lie to them.

He told them about his relatives, about Voldemort and the death eaters, about all the events that had happened in the past two years at school. About the mass murder that he had found out about that had escaped jail, and had overheard Tom the innkeeper speaking about, and how the man was supposedly his godfather and was out to kill him too.

He told them about the reason why he had ran away from home, and about the lie that had been kept his full life. He couldn't bring himself to utter his old name to them, but he did speak quietly and late into the night about many other things. The two headed professor, the Cerberus, the basilisk, the colony of giant talking spiders.

Lee just held him as he spoke, like an older brother comforting their younger brother after a nightmare.

When he finished speaking everyone in the cabin promised their silence, but he could see their sorrow in their eyes, and the pity. But it felt like a weight had been lifted from his chest.

Notes:

*Percy Jackson – yes, as you can see he is in the story! Not sure about making him a son of Poseidon though, as DEO is going to be the prophecy child (obviously).

Deo hasn't been claimed yet because I have something planned for that.

Straight? Slash?

Not sure yet!

What would people like to see? I can't promise to please everyone with my choice.

One thing I do know, Deo will not get with Annabeth! They MAY become friends in the future, but nothing more. I just can't see them together.

Any ideas on pairings? What would like to see/ not like, like Deo and Ginny will never be an item! Neither will Bill/Fleur.

Please review!

Leelee. xx