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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 guys. Sorry for making you wait. School''s been keeping me busy. That and I had to figure out what to do with this chapter in order to move the story in the direction I want it to go. Anyway, here''s a new chapter. Enjoy!
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As I walked back into the cabin area the sun was rising, so, of course, Apollo’s cabin was already up and getting their cabin ready for the daily inspection. Most of them looked shocked as they watched me walk by, and for a second I felt a cold dread blossom in my chest. Did they know about what happened between me and Dionysus? Will Solace turned and said something to one of his brothers, then he started to jog towards me. I felt the panic become stronger. Why was he coming over here unless… he knew.

“Percy,” Will smiled as he came to a stop in front of me. “You had me worried. When Mr.D came back and said that he needed to talk to you… man, I’ve never seen him look so pissed. I’m just glad that whatever he did worked. I mean, whatever you were poisoned with really had me stumped. It was like nothing I’d ever seen before. Do you mind if I ask what he used to heal you?”

I took a deep breath. Of course he didn’t know. I was just being paranoid. Still, I wasn’t going to tell him what Dionysus had done to ‘make me better’.

“Um, I don’t really know what he did,” I lied. “He probably used some sort of god trick to fix me up.” I said quickly seeing a look of skepticism on his face. He still didn’t look like he was buying it, but he just nodded.

“Oh well, I guess I shouldn’t have expected you to know,” Will said. I tried not to look insulted at the insinuation that I was a moron when it came to medical stuff. I mean, I was, but it still stung. “I only meant that, well, you were barely conscious. He probably healed you up while you were asleep,” He added quickly. If only he knew how much I wished I’d been unconscious for Dionysus’s brand of ‘healing’.

“Yeah,” I said. “Anyway, I feel completely better now. I don’t even have the stab wound anymore.”

“Well that’s a relief. Although, I would like to do a follow up physical on you, if that’s ok with you?” Will said excitedly, as if there was nothing he’d rather do with his day then give me a medical once over.

“Um, I don’t know if that’s necessary. I’m really busy, training and all that,” I said quickly. The last thing I want is for him to find my new tattoo and start asking questions. “I really should get back to my cabin and clean it up for inspection.” And with that, I turned and quickly walked to Poseidon’s cabin.

I closed the door tightly behind me and made my way over to my bunk. I gave a heavy sigh; I needed to get my head on straight. The first thing I needed to do was to find out if Dionysus was telling the truth. I needed to talk to my dad.

I looked around for drachmas to through into the salt water fountain. There weren’t any in my bag and I briefly thought about asking Annabeth if I could barrow one, but then I remembered that we aren’t on speaking terms. I slumped back down onto my bed while stuffing my hands into my jean’s pockets. How was I supposed to talk to my dad now? I paused when I felt my fingers brush something smooth and round at the bottom of my left pocket. I pulled it out to get a better look at it.

As the early morning light hit it I saw that it was a drachma. I just stared at it for a good minute trying to figure out where it had come from. I know my pockets were empty when I woke up this morning and I definitely didn’t put it there, so where did it come from? I quickly decided that I didn’t really care about that, as long as I could finally get some answers.

“O goddess, accept my offering,” I said as I tossed the drachma into fountain. “Poseidon’s palace.”

An image started to shimmer into focus. As it got clearer I saw that it was the palace courtyard. It looked empty except for one merman. He had green skin, two tails, his black hair tied in a pony tail, and his armor was studded with pearls. It took me a second to place him. He was my brother, Triton. Of all the people to answer my Iris message it had to be him.

“Well if it isn’t my little brother, Perseus Jackson,” Triton said with a sneer. “To what do I own the pleasure of having a chat with the savior of Olympus?”

“Is dad… er... our father there?” I asked. For whatever reason he really doesn’t seem to like me, and to be honest I wasn’t too fond of him either.

“No, I’m afraid he’s busy,” he said. “But I can take a message. Maybe he’ll be able to find time to get back to you this century. We do have a palace to rebuild after all.”

“Just tell him that I need to talk to him,” I said. “The sooner the better.”

“Yes I’ll be sure to put a rush on that,” he said smugly. “Although, I suppose you’ll be quite busy too, what with your new situation and all.”

“What do you know about it?” I demanded. The last thing I wanted was to prolong this conversation but maybe he might be able to tell me something that I didn’t know.

“You’re bound to Lord Dionysus now,” his smile getting bigger. “Don’t look so shocked, brother; word travels fast, even down here. I thought father was going to cause an earthquake so strong it would tear the earth a new one. Or perhaps send a hurricane even stronger then Andrew straight into Houston. Ares does like to hang out in Texas on occasion, though he isn’t there now. His punishment has made sure of that.”

“His punishment?” I hadn’t even thought of Ares’s punishment. “You know where he is?”

Triton barked out a laugh. “That arrogant jackass is working his ass off in the underworld, and Lord Hades has promised to be a brutal task master. He should be down there for the next 50 years, unless he’s dumb enough to eat the food. Then we might never have to see his ugly face again. Wouldn’t that be nice?”

I let the question hang there. 50 years without having to worry about Ares was defiantly a nice thought, except after that I’d have the rest of eternity to watch my back.

“Anyway, I assume you wanted to ask our father if what Lord Dionysus told you was true,” he said his smug smile back in place. “It was. Everything he told you. You answer to him now not our father.”

I felt like I’d been punched in the gut. I felt sick and I guess it showed.

“Don’t look so depressed,” Triton said in a slightly more serious tone. “Father hasn’t disowned you, far from it. He still recognizes you as his son, it’s just that your loyalty to Lord Dionysus now takes priority over all else.”

“I’ll will always have more loyalty to Poseidon then I will ever have for that drunk son of a—”

“You will learn your place!” The anger in Triton’s voice caused the whole fountain to shake. “If your stubborn behavior brings shame to the name of Poseidon then you will be striped of the abilities he’s given you and you will be shunned. Your new role comes with certain expectations. The other gods are watching you very closely waiting for you to mess up, so get your act together.” He slashed through the air and the scene in the fountain was gone.

I just sat there trying to make sense of what had just happened. I was still my father’s son, but I had to represent Dionysus now or he would disown me. My body seemed to be on auto-pilot as I collected all my belongings so I could start packing. I was still getting my things together by the time Katie Gardener came in for inspection. Needless to say I failed but she said that considering my health she was going to give me higher marks then Ares cabin so I wouldn’t have to do dishes. It wouldn’t surprise anyone if those slobs failed yet again.

I went through the rest of the morning in a blurry haze. Athena’s cabin still wouldn’t come near me but they weren’t glaring anymore. I spent most of the day avoiding everyone that I could. Of course the few people I couldn’t avoid would ask if I was ok and give me piteous glances. Chiron was the worse. I knew that he knew exactly what had happened between me and Dionysus, but every time I saw him he’d look at me as if trying to hide his guilt. He couldn’t even get within three feet of me without giving me a sad look before pretending that something important had just caught his attention he needed to trot off and fix it immediately.

At lunch I sat at Poseidon’s table watching the other campers laughing and talking with each other. I didn’t have an appetite so I just poked at my spaghetti with my fork. I glanced up at the head table Dionysus and Chiron seemed to be having a rapid discussion in ancient Greek but I was too far to really hear what they were saying anyway. I glanced back along the rest of the tables to Dionysus’s table were Pollux was sitting alone. I guess I should really talk to him about me moving in. That is not a conversation I wanted to have.

Dionysus stood up and walked pass my table without even a glance at me. He walked over to Pollux and said something I couldn’t hear. Pollux nodded and stood, following Dionysus out. I waited another five minutes before leaving my untouched food and heading back outside. I decided I’d skip volleyball and fire-work making and head out to the beach to clear my head. I walked up to the edge of the water and watched the waves push the sea foam up onto the beach.

“Father,” I called out at the ocean. “Please, I need to talk to you.” I stood there and waited. When nothing happened I sat down on the sand. “Fine. I’ll just wait then.”

I sat there watching the tide come in and the waves roll back out. I let my mind wander as I listened to the rumble of the waves. I don’t know how long I had been sitting there until I saw the sun sinking behind the horizon. We had capture the flag tonight so I supposed I should head back.

“If you’re waiting for an answer from Poseidon, you should know by now that he tends to respond when it’s convenient for him. Not when you would like an answer. Annoying isn’t it?” came a woman’s voice from behind me.

I turned around at see who it was. The woman had long dark brown hair and cold reddish brown eyes. She was wearing jeans, a T-shirt that said ‘Spring break Tehran 2010’, and from her ears dangled golden apples.

“Who are you?” I asked hesitantly. She could be a goddess so I had to be careful not to offend. “I haven’t seen you at camp before.”

“No, children aren’t any fun to pick on. They just don’t have a high enough standing in society,” said the mystery woman as she sat down on the sand next to me. “As for who I am, well, I’ll give you some hints. Ares is my brother, some say it was my actions that started the Trojan War, and I bring discord, strife, and chaos where ever I go.”

I paused to think. Then it hit me. The only goddess that all the clues could apply to was…

“Eris.”

“Very good,” she said gleefully. “You’re just as smart as they say.”

“Um excused me, Lady Eris,” I said. I had to be careful when dealing with her or I’d be in for a world of hurt. “Is there something you want to talk to me about?”

She tipped her head to the side has if she was thinking hard about something. “Humm… No can’t say there’s anything I want to talk about.” Then in a flash she had me pinned on the sand.

“Hey! What are you doing?” I asked panicking, her face only centimeters from mine as she held me down with the kind of strength that a woman her size shouldn’t have.

“Quiet boy,” she spat out, her eyes flashing a dangerous red. “If you want to walk away from this you will shut your mouth and stay still.”

Her mouth descended on mine cutting off any possibility of protest. I felt her tongue against my lips seeking entrance. I tried to shake her off but she wouldn’t budge. She grabbed my wrists and started moving my hands above my head. Once she had both of my wrist held down by her left hand she used her now free right one to land a hard punch to my ribs. I gasped which gave her the opening she was looking for.

I clenched my eyes shut, trying to ignore her tongue moving around my mouth. I had kissed Annabeth when we were dating but it was never anything like this. The most intimate kiss Annabeth and I had shared was the kiss under the lake after the war. The other times we had kissed they were no more than quick pecks on the check, or I’d try to kiss her on the lips and she’d turn away feeling guilty about Luke. I felt the pressure on my lips lessen as Eris sat up to straddle my hips.

“Enjoying the show, Lord Dionysus?” Eris said a huge smirk on her face. My mind went blank before rebooting with a mantra of ‘oh no, oh no, oh no’. I felt my blood run cold and my stomach drop. If Dionysus saw what had just happened would he be angry? I tilted my head back to look at him. I only needed to glance at him to know he was furious.

“Eris,” he said coldly, through gritted teeth. “Leave. Now.”

With a giggle Eris disappeared with a ‘pop’, leaving me alone with a very angry Dionysus. I sat up and turned to look at him.

“Mr.D?” I asked noting the angry fire in his eyes. “I can explain—”

“Silence,” Dionysus said dangerously. He started to move toward me. I scrambled back trying to keep as much distance between us as I could. I thought that if I could just tell him what had happened he would understand, but judging by the look on his face, he wasn’t in the mood to stop and listen to what I had to say. My retreat was stopped when a grape vine shot out of the sand and wrapped around my neck. Dionysus grabbed the other end of the vine and yanked me face first into the sand. I pushed myself off of the ground and looked up at his silhouette now looming over me.

“Apparently our little talk this morning wasn’t enough to get you to behave,” Dionysus growled out. “I suppose I’ll just have to teach you some respect.”

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Well there you go. Hopefully some questions have been answered. Plus, Eris! leave it to her to make a mess of things. Also, Triton saying he''d take a message is a little nudge to him being the messenger of the sea.

Awrighty, comments are always appreciated. I have finals the next two weeks so you guys might have to wait a little while, but I will be typing in my spare time. I have too many plans for Percy and Dionysus to leave them. Oh FYI, next chapter will be mostly in the bedroom (and a bit violent) so there''s that to look forward to.
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