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Of Wine And War	By : KiriNoTenshi Category: M through R > Percy Jackson & the Olympians Views: 28978 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A scene started to come into focus and it wasn’t anywhere at camp that I’d ever seen. I’d had enough of these sorts of dreams to know that I was about to see something I wouldn’t like. I looked around and saw that I was standing in a really classy room. Like chandeliers 10ft wide, classy. I think Annabeth had once told me that this sort of decorating was known as baroque. I was standing off to the side and was about to step forward when I heard voices coming from behind a door on the opposite side of the room.

The door suddenly burst open and a very angry Hera stormed in followed by Ares. “Mother, I tried to, but that damned pegasus ruined everything!”

“I gave you what should have been a very simple task,” Hera said, seething. Her back turned towards Ares. “I gave you the ability to sneak into that detestable camp without that bastard, Dionysus, sensing you. I gave you the poisoned dagger. Your job was so simple; I was tempted to say it was fool proof. Then you had to go and prove me wrong. That brat and his friend insulted me, the queen of the heavens, and the son I thought I could count on, one who claims to hate the boy more than I do, turns out to be completely incompetent!”

“Mother, I did manage to stab him,” Ares said trying to stop his mother’s rant. “The poison is working its way through his body as we speak. All I need to do is finish the—”

“You really think it will be that easy,” Hera turned to face her son. “You think Dionysus will not be on guard. Any moment now Zeus will find out exactly what you did. I don’t even want to think about what Poseidon is going to do once he finds out.” Hera paused and regarded her son. “Although, with the poison in his blood, the council will have to pick someone to finish the deed. No doubt they’ll pick that brat, Apollo, to claim the boy. He was always on good terms with Poseidon. Or maybe—”

“I’m not afraid of that old blow hard uncle of mine, and I could easily over power that drunk, Dionysus,” Ares interrupted his mother. “That boy will be mine, and if I have to start a war to make sure I’m the one to have the boy, well I’d be very happy with that.”

“Yes well, we’ll soon have an emergency council meeting to discuss this very topic. After that, if your father’s punishment isn’t too severe, then you may do as you wish,” Hera stated coldly. “But if you so much as hint that I was a part of this, I’ll make sure that your punishment will be twice a cruel and three times as long!”

I hadn’t thought that the god of war was capable of feeling fear, but in that moment all the color drained from his face. The strained silence was broken when a horn sounded.

“It’s time,” Hera said simply. She turned and left the room. Ares straitened himself up followed closely behind her.

The scene changed again and this time I recognized where I was. It was the throne room on Mount Olympus. Everyone was in their respective thrones except for Dionysus, who was absent. My father was pacing in front of Zeus and angrier then I’d ever seen him.

“This is unacceptable! Ares must be punished severely! I will not stand for anything less than the maximum penalty that can be given for his actions! If it were possible to kill a god, believe me brother, Ares would already be dead!” Yeah, Poseidon was pissed.

“Brother, please claim down,” implored Zeus. “What Ares has done is a very serious offence indeed. I can assure you he will be reprimanded for his actions. The extent of that punishment will be decided by the council—”

“That is not good enough! My son’s life is at stake! Ares still won’t tell us what he poisoned Percy with! If I ever find any of Ares’s children sailing on my seas, I will make sure they never breathe air again!” Poseidon roared.

“Brother!” Oh great now Zeus was starting to get mad. “We will put Ares’s punishment to vote as soon as Dionysus gets here.”

The two brothers glared at each other for what felt like eons, but it was probably only a few seconds.

“Poseidon,” Zeus sighed. “We cannot do anything for young Perseus until Dionysus returns with an update on his condition. Chiron is analyzing the poison now. The boy is still alive, that is the important thing at the moment. It would not reflect well on Olympus if a god killed the hero who saved us all.”

Poseidon seemed to consider Zeus’s words for a moment. Then he nodded and sat down in his throne to wait for Dionysus to arrive. I looked around at all the other gods. Every single one of them looked tense except for Hera who looked really smug. Hephaestus, Apollo, Hermes, and Artemis were all glaring at Ares, who glared right back at them. Even Aphrodite seemed angry with him. Zeus was warily watching Poseidon who was barely keeping his rage in check. Athena was watching the interaction between Zeus and Poseidon. Demeter didn’t seem to care at all.

Suddenly the door burst open and Dionysus stormed in. He looked livid. I’ve seen him mad before and I thought he was scary then, but now he was downright terrifying. He scanned the room and locked on Ares.

“What in Hades did you think you were going to do to him!? Chiron analyzed the poison! You know what is necessary for the boy to live! And while he was under my protection no less!” Dionysus yelled across the room. Vines started creeping up Ares throne.

“Well, well, well. I didn’t know that an old drunk like you cared so much,” Ares said smirking and ignoring the vines that were now curling around his legs. “That is so touching.”

“That camp is my responsibility, for now. Anything that goes on there reflects on me,” Dionysus said taking a breath, and the vines receded. He seemed to be calming down a bit but his eyes still held that purple flame that let me know he was far from calm. The other gods looked taken aback; even Demeter was paying attention now.

“Dionysus,” came Zeus’s voice. “If you would share your findings with the rest of us.”

“Of course father,” Dionysus sighed. “The poison appears to be that of the Chthonic Serpent. I’m sure you’re all aware of what that means.”

The other gods were immediately in an uproar, but their voices were fading as darkness crept over me again.

I opened my eyes. I was in the infirmary, wrapped up in bandages. I shifted to sit up only to have pain race up my side. I groaned and tried to relax. I heard a ‘clip-clop’ noise as Chiron came into my line of vision.

“Percy,” Chiron said softly. “How are you feeling?”

I opened my mouth to answer him but my throat was so dry only a raspy sound came out.

“Hold on. I’ll get you some water.” He went out of the curtained off area that I was in and come back a half a minute later with a cup of water. “Mr.D had to go to an emergency council meeting on Olympus, so I’m in charge of the camp for now. I need to go oversee the training but if you need anything Will Solace will take care of it.” And with that, Chiron left.

I looked over to see Will sitting in a chair, tuning his guitar. He was now the head of Apollo’s cabin seeing as Michael Yew died last year in the battle. I still regret not being able to find his body.

“Hey Will,” I said. “Do you know what I was poisoned with?”

Will looked up from his guitar. “No. Mr.D and Chiron seem to know what it is though, so I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He smiled reassuringly at me.

“Did they mention a treatment for the poison?” I asked.

Will looked thoughtfully for a second. “No. They just said to keep you comfortable until Mr.D gets back.”

“Ok,” I said yawning.

“Just try to get some rest,” said Will with a small smile as he went back to tuning his guitar. My vision darkened and I was asleep again.

When I woke up it was dark except for the light coming from outside the curtain divider. My head was still fuzzy, but as I started to become more awake I heard voices. Someone was not happy.

“This is absurd,” I recognized Dionysus’s voice. “Why, of all the gods, did Zeus curse me with this?! It wasn’t bad enough to send me to this wretched camp for 50 years, now I’m going to be stuck with that hero brat for eternity.” He spat out the word hero like it was the most disgusting thing in the world.

“Well it makes sense,” said Chiron. “You are the god of debauchery.” That caught my attention. Debauchery had been one our vocabulary words in English class last semester. I think it means excessive indulgence in sensual pleasures, or something like that.

“In any case the act needs to be done soon,” Chiron went on. “I don’t like the idea any more then you do, but he’s already been exposed to the poison for over a day. If you don’t claim him soon he won’t last the week.”

I heard Dionysus sigh, and with that he pulled back the curtain.

“Well, Jorgensen, I see you’re finally awake,” he said standing over my bed. “I guess I should get this over with.” And with that, he moved to grab my arm. I had a feeling my night was about to take a horrible, life changing, turn for the worse.

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Thanks for reading. I know it was quite a bit shorter then the last chapter so to make up for that the next chapter will be full of smutty goodness.
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