That night Lincoln once more dreamt of the boar but this time he was in a cage with it raging against the walls and the chains covering it holding it to the ground. Looking down at himself he saw nothing, that is when he first heard the yelling of a young woman it took a moment for him to find the source of the boar itself.
"ILL KILL YOU ILL GORE YOU AND EAT YOUR INNARDS I'LL KILL YOU I'LL KILL YOU," she screamed.
"Shut the beast up boy," came a nasally voice.
Looking at the voice he saw a small man in his 20s with shady brown hair, overall he didn't look like much skinny and short he took out a remote and pressed the button causing the Boar to squeal before stopping.
"I'm sorry my lord it's harder than I thought it would be to control but thank you for allowing me to capture it," the short man said to someone further in the darkness Lincoln could barely see the outline of a throne.
"Silence Boy I'm still angered you are yet to capture your wife," the same nasally voice called.
"I know my lord but do not worry she is wounded and cornered she will not leave the inn till she is held you can capture your prize without worry," the boy answered.
"I would hope so Hippomenes my patience comes close to its end," the voice called back.
The dream shifted to a room with a single bed laying on it was a woman in her late 20s to early 30s she was topless with bandages around her stomach stained with blood she had long wild red hair and was tall easily over 6 foot once lincoln realized her breasts were exposed he quickly looked away just as the door opened.
In the doorway was a woman in the Arrow in uniform he had seen when he had stayed there with his family, her name tag read Emily Grace.
"Thank you for coming, my lady. I have done all I can but she has made no progress," Emily said as a small red-headed girl came in behind her.
For a moment Lincoln thought she was just a normal girl then he saw her eyes were a bright warm flame and they were looking right at lincoln.
"Of course Dr.Grace I am happy to help any time I can just give me a moment alone with her I'll do what I can but I doubt it's much more than you did you are so much like you're father," the girl said her voice sounding so much like lincolns own mother Rita.
"Thank you, my lady," Dr. Grace said, closing the door.
"Now as for you Lincoln I can assume you did not choose to be here may I assume you are dreaming," the girl said with a smile.
Lincoln tried to answer but couldn't.
"Ah, of course, what is this you're second-time dream walking(1) don't bother to try and talk I heard of your quest from Apollo you're on your way here right, good I would say she will be back on her feet in 4 days you have until then to get here shell restart her hunt at dusk and if you are not here I doubt she'll survive," the small goddess said as she looked over the fallen girl.
"Who…," Lincoln managed to get out.
"Impressive I am Hestia goddess of the hearth and this is Atlanta, but that is enough, for now, you sleep well your adventure is just begging," The goddess said waving her hand.
Lincoln woke up still in the forest just off the road, the moon was still in the sky it was 3:57 AM. Lincoln got an MRE out from his bag and are, he was on the road by 4:15 he made it to the border by 5 and crossed easily using the demigod crossing and was on his way.
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For a time lincoln thought making it to slave lake in 4 days going to be easy that was before he had met the donkey men.
Lincoln had stopped off for a bio-break at a truck stop. when he came out of the bathroom he saw a man rifling through his backpack lincoln ran at him yelling and the guy dropped it and ran, lincoln noticed the guy was like Chiron back at camp its lower half was equine but smaller a donkey maybe, and only had back legs, lincoln began to look threw his bag the Guy had taken a few MRE's but nothing else so Lincoln got back on his bike and began his way off he was on the road for another hour before he heard the galloping.
The guy from earlier had returned with friends armed with clubs hockey sticks and one who had a pitchfork they were all screaming as they charged, lincoln tried to outrun the group but they kept up eventually one managed to get their hockey stick threw the wheel well and sent the bike skidding out of control lincoln was fine but the bike was smoking.
Lincoln got a good look at the group; they looked like hillbillies other than their lower half and they all looked related.
"Listen here godling Benny here said you had some good eats so fork everything over and we won't eat ya," The one with the pitchfork said pointing to the one Lincoln had seen earlier.
"Look I'm on a quest I don't won't trouble just let me go on my way," Lincoln said standing up and drawing Asteria and the dagger he had taken from camp.
"Oh boyo don't be like that, there are fidy of us and only the ones of you," The leader said, smirking.
Lincoln hesitated first there were at most 10 of them second this guy was right he was outnumbered and Asteria did need to "reload" (2) after 6 shots.
"Well, I can understand that so how about I hand over the food and you let me go," Lincoln said trying to defuse the situation.
"No can't settle for that, do you know how much celestial bronze is worth not to mention a magic bag and that gun we'd be able to eat like kings," the leader said, raising the pitchfork.
Lincoln knew there was no talking his way out of this then remembered a western he had once watched and wondered if he could fan the hammer.
"Ok then let me turn the safety on don't want this to go off by accident," lincoln said dropping the dagger and raising the gun he brought his other hand down to the gun, and in an instant, the gun went off lincoln only fired once but all 6 shots were fired hitting 4 of the Donkey men 2 shots missing and reduced 3 of them to dust while the leader had fallen to their knees as the shot had ripped threw his right leg. The others looked shocked.
"If you're unaware this is a Smith Wesson model 14 it has 6 rounds which means it can fire another 5 of those So I got a question for Ya do you feel lucky… PUNKS," Lincoln bluffed, cocking the gun again.
This got them to run leaving their leader to hobble away. Lincoln turned to the bike but noticed it was back up.
"CRITICAL DAMAGE SUSTAINED RETURNING TO CAMP FOR REPAIRS," a robotic voice said before it rode away leaving Lincoln in the middle of nowhere Canada without a ride.
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1 As the goddess of the moon and night Artemis has some control over dreams and that extends to lincoln.
2 the 4th type of shot multi fire shoots all 6 bullets at once in a spread for multiple foes St once