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Of Wine And War	By : KiriNoTenshi Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 28996 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Hey, long time no see. Well I know you have all been waiting so patiently for this so I will not with hold it from you any longer. Here goes chapter 12!

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I had my bags all packed by the time the sun rose that morning. It hadn't taken me long to do seeing as everything I owned was piled on my side of the cabin, as opposed to scattered everywhere, like when I had stayed in Poseidon’s cabin by myself. I looked over at Pullox as he shifted in his sleep. I hadn't told him that I was leaving but I figured he'd be happy to have the cabin all to himself again. I put my bags on my bed and went outside into the crisp morning air.

It was still hot outside but the sun was still on the horizon and a light fog covered the ground so it was mildly pleasant out. I stood on the cabin's porch just enjoying these last few moments. This camp had meant so much to me. I would have died to defend it, and now I'm leaving it. It made me sad to think that I probably wouldn't be coming back. That's when I noticed a figure making it's way towards me from the direction of the big house. A feminine figure with red hair.

“Rachael?” Something about the way she was moving didn't seem natural. She was walking kind of sluggish, like she was in a trance.

“Rachael,” I called out again as she got closer. This was not right, she looked like she might fall over at any moment. I decided to run over to her and make sure she was all right. As I got closer to her I could tell that she wasn't conscious of what was happening. I had heard that you're never supposed to wake a sleep walker, but seeing her out here in her pajamas walking through the fog like this was just creepy.

“Rachael,” I put my hand on her shoulder and began to lightly shake her. “Hey, Rachael. It's me, Percy. Come on, wake up.”

Her head started to turn in my direction, and I noticed her eyes for the first time. They were glowing.

“A monster that preys on the innocent rises,
a beast that, my Lord Apollo, despises,
He is called on now at war's behest,
till his thirst is quenched he cannot rest,
yet when he comes for you do not despair,
the one whom you fled will soon be there.”

She started to fall forward and I caught her before she hit the ground. I turned her over to find that she was asleep. I picked her up and carried her back towards to big house.

The walk there was quiet and long. Rachael was heavier then she looked, although I don't need an oracle to tell me that I should never say that to her face. Some birds were tweeting at the rising sun off in the distance and the dew on the ground was starting to soak through my sneakers. By the time I came to the front porch of the big house my arms had begun to ache and me feet were freezing.

I nudged open the door and headed up stairs to Rachael's room. I laid her on the bed and tried to be as quiet as I could leaving her room, which was actually really hard to do because every time I took a step I'd step on crumpled up paper, or pencils, or tubes of paint. I finally managed to make it out into the hall and back down stairs. That's when I heard voices. They were faint but they sounded like they were talking about something serious.

It's like that old saying they have down in Atlantis, “curiosity killed the catfish.” I knew, in the back of my mind, that it probably wasn't a good idea, but I couldn't help myself. I made my way through the house to get closer to the sounds. The voices were coming from inside the rec room. I could even start to make out who the voices belonged to: Hermes, Chiron and Dionysus. I peeked my head in to try and see what they were talking about.

“Look I've told you all I know. Hades is almost a hundred percent certain that Tityos's escape was orchestrated by Ares. You do realize what this means, don't you?” Hermes said. His image seemed distorted some how, then I realized that he was speaking through Iris message.

“Of course we know what this means, and we are certainly not taking in lightly. It's only that, well, as long as the children are inside the camp, they are safe,” Chiron said. His tail swished back and forth in agitation.

“And what if they leave on a quest, huh? What then? Dionysus you hadn't been born yet, but I'm sure you've heard the stories. Tityos is the embodiment of our father's rage and lust. He will tare anything he gets his hands on to pieces.”

“Though I was not alive at the time, I do know know what Tityos is capable of, Hermes. And if you're implying that I can't protect this camp from a drooling beast like him, then you are gravely mistaken,” Dionysus spoke in a slightly offended tone. “I may be the youngest of all the gods, but do not make the mistake of thinking that I'm the weakest.”

There was a strained and awkward silence. After a few moments Chiron cleared his throat.

“Tityos is a problem that will need to be dealt with as soon as possible, on that we can agree. However, I just don't see why you would think that he's coming here. Last time he went after Leto, only to be slain by Apollo and Artemis, but I've never heard of him going after children.”

“He went after Leto on Hera's orders and this time he's working for Ares. We all know what Ares wants at this point, and Hades has conformed that his goals have not changed. Also, take into account the last time Tityos was top side a person was considered an adult at the age of 15. I'm sure there are quite a few campers whom he would consider adults,” Hermes pointed out.

“This whole conversation is moot because, as I said before, he is not getting in,” Dionysus in a bored tone.

“Look, all I'm saying is that he's coming. So try not to act too surprised when he shows up on your doorstep. If you've been following the human newspapers you'd know that he's already started leaving a trail of 'raped and mutilated to the point of unidentifiable' corpses in his wake,” Hermes quote from a newspaper he seemed to have pulled out of thin air. “And before you dismiss this whole thing then why don't you take a moment to consider who it is he's after this time. There's no sense in ignoring it, the person Ares has sent him after this time is Percy.”

My breath caught in my throat. This Tityos guy/monster was coming after me. Why did it always have to be me? I was pulled out of my thoughts as Hermes continued talking.

“Percy's not invulnerable any more, Dionysus. And while he cannot be killed, he can be broken, which is exactly what Ares is hoping for. But, hey, if you say the camp is safe, then I'll take your word for it.”

Hermes raised his caduceus and cut through the image causing himself to vanish.

“What should we tell the children?” Chiron asked.

“We don't need to tell them anything. As long as they're within the boundaries of the camp, they'll be fine. Besides, you heard Hermes, they're not the ones that Tityos is after,” Dionysus said as he went to sit at a near by table.

“True. So we'll just make sure that Percy remains in our sight at all times. He wouldn't like that but it's the only way to keep him safe.”

The was a pause as Dionysus seemed to be considering what his next move would be.

“No,” He said as he heaved a heavy sigh. “I already promised Percy that he could return home today.”

“What?! Lord Dionysus, if you send him home now he'll be completely unprotected. Tell him you changed your mind. Tell him that he must stay here or he'll be at risk. Tell him –”

“What? That that if he goes home there's a chance that he'll be raped by some lunatic? It's a little late for that warning don't you think? Same situation, different lunatic.” Dionysus growled out as Chiron shifted nervously. Dionysus took a deep breath and continued.

“Tityos is coming here. As far as he knows, this is where Percy will be. Once he gets here and sees that that is not the case he will be confused and directionless. Tityos is, essentially, a demigod, he won't be able to track like a monster would. We'll be able to take advantage of that and, if we're lucky, we can send him back down to Hades. Besides, it is not as though I am leave Percy entirely without protection.”

Chiron looked like he had more to say but whatever it was I never heard it. I was so focused on what they were saying that I didn't notice a shadow looming behind me until a hand clamped down on my shoulder and dragged me away from the door. I spun around to face who ever it was who had snuck up on me, only to come face to face with Argus.

“Um... this isn't what it looks like. I was just upstairs 'cause Rachael was sleep walking, and then I heard voices so I came down here to see what was going on and... is that my bag?” My attempt to explain myself was cut off as he held up my blue duffel. He raised his eyebrows at me, which made it look like a ripple had moved up his entire body, and gestured for me to follow him.

He led the way out of the house to where the van was idling outside. I climbed into the passenger seat and looked out at Camp Half-Blood as he put the van in drive.

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