Why We Keep Running

My Saviour (Screem-o)

I kind of expect to get teleported, but trust me I'm not complaining. Motion sickness is the worst.

Instead Hermes brought me right down to the parking lot, I know he did a little magic with the mist or something because the mortals did not notice me leaving I knew for sure because the usual "Hey Leo!" Or "How you doing man!" From interns and employee's alike did not come.

Hermes guided me to a beautiful red beast better known as a Lamborghini Countach 1978. I let out a low whistle and Hermes chuckled at my excitment, I ran my hand along the sides, and ducked as Lord Hemes popped the doors open sending them right up into the air.

"Can I drive!" Excitment oozed from my voice, Hemes chuckled nervously  with wide eyes and sweat on his brow probably from the intense heat right? "How about next time?" "Really?! Cool!" I can't believe this next time I drive, the road will be the only thing stopping me (and maybe an all powerful Greek god.) "I'll be right back, I have a package to send, get comfortable." He looked at me one last time and gave me a skeptical glance and double backed when he saw my innocent smile turn evil.

The heat was intense even for me, it was most likely around 98⁰ or maybe even above 100⁰. An idea started to form, maybe I can get out of this...

I slip into the passenger seat and fitled  with the heat and radio finding some creepy cult scream-o music and turning the heat away up. Next I grabbed a red super paint pumpkin bomb that Pete helped me make during last weeks prank wars. I also throwed in an extra shirt, screwdriver and toupee (don't ask just know, that most 130 year old men are bald and Steve would look better auburn.)

I set up a motion timer for the amazing music, and lastly set up the screwdriver to ram into my lock once the door clicks close. The pumpkin bombs outer shell breaks when put under 90' degrees which the car will come to in 1.2 minutes when the AC turns the heater on full blast. Then release the red paint and other chemicals to the air making it pop looking exactly like blood. I put an extra, Archimedes sphere in the beautiful car that will rise the temperature after 1.1 minutes to 137 degrees. To hot for any mortal or demigod  to live, but it wont take him long to figure out it's an illusion.

Hopefully the panic that he "killed me" will send him sprawling to Olympus to save himself from too much punishment from my father.

Once everthing is set up I used the mist to shield me into an old guy feeding pigeons and mumbling crazed words to himself/myself. Luckily he was on time to hear the fantastic Screem-o band and the "blood" splatter.

"Oh God, oh Gods oh **** *** *******, I effin killed him... HEPHAESTUS IS GOING TO KILL ME! My poor poor car." He raced off without a second thought.
"Now what?" I have no prophecy, I can't stay at my home anymore, and soon all of my once allies and of course my enemies will be looking for me. The only option left was to use my old tricks, even though I used those to stay from the police and CSS I have a feeling they'll work one last time...

I slipped into the Tower possibly for the last and grabbed the rubix cube that Peter bought for me. The memory surfaced in my cluttered mind and I  clutched onto it like it was was my lifeline.

Peter and I had been dating for a month now. He had asked me if  I wanted to go shopping to stock up for my room and make it more of MY room instead of Clints. It had been an hour of constant shopping and talking, we were both near starvation.

We grabbed our food only splitting for a second to order our different meals, which taste very different. But I did make sure Peter had enough to eat, especially since he had an enhanced metabolism. Peter accidentally bumped his drink while he was reaching towards the relish for his hot dog. The Root Beer spread quickly on the table until it cascaded on my dark jeans I jumped up and grabbed a handful of napkins stopping the sweet smelling waterfall. I looked up and Peter's large eyes were double in size making me burst into a tenors laugh.

"I'm so sorry! Gosh I'm so clumsy, your going to be so sticky and wet oh gosh darn, I'm so sorry! Here let me help, oh Leo-" "Peter it's fine I'm just going to go to the men's room and clean up, you get a new drink." I sent him a large warm smile and he sent one back." In the rest room I turned up my body heat drying the Root beer.

As I walked out I looked for Peteys brown hair and sky blue pull over. I found him hurrying out of a toy store holding a colorful paper back, he spotted me and skidded towards me or maybe he was walking to the guy speaking quick porchigesse to a kiosk woman who was selling fancy wallets and phone cases with the Avengers and a couple different vigilantes. Those would be a good gift...
"Hey Leo, I got you a gift to repent about the drink accident." He thrust the bag into my hands as his face blushed scarlet, I opened the bag hesitantly and pulled out a rubric cube. My mind started at once switching the placement of the multi-colored blocks, Pete chuckled softly and put an arm on my shoulder pulling me out of the building and texting Happy to bring us home. I mumbled a thanks and he smiled warmly.

I walked through the censors and came up to to Happy, I kissed the rubix cube on the white dot that Peter put a fire sticker on and slipped it into Happys front pocket.

Bye duckies hope you enjoyed.

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