Berserker of the sea

chapter 2 Camp Half-blood

Artemis stared at the swordsman sitting in front of her as they waited for the other demigods. Last time she saw him he was savagely stabbing a laystrogonian giant with a broken blade. He wasn't equipped with a prostetic at the time. By the looks of it, it could do quite a lot beyond acting as a replacement. "What brought you here?" She asked expecting him to simply blow her off, or to give her his whole life story or just to remain silent.

It was one of the many ways he was unpredictable. One moment he's a cold calculated warrior and the next he's a cackling maniac eviserating someone with an honest smile on his face.

He intrigued her, mostly because all she knew about him came from the stories shared around and the few encounters. The giant massacre was only the third one until now. This was the fourth and now he was aparently working for someone, but whom? He never hesitated to curse a deity into next century, but no consequences ever came. She couldn't blame a minor deity for being afraid of this boy. His ferocity made Ares was his children's look like upset kittens.

"I'm here because I owe they're father a favor and nothing else. Honestly they're lucky I showed up. Otherwise the only thing you and you're hunters would have found are the corpses of a few kids and maybe the remains of that chopper crew I killed."

"So that's what you meant by don't worry about it." He shrugged "I always cut every loose ends."

"So i've heard, but i'm curious who is you of all people could owe a favor too?"

"Now that I can't tell, as for why it's personal."

"What can you tell me about yourself?"

"Why do you wanna know, you're not flirting with me are you?" The goddess chuckled "even if I wasn't an eternal virgin I wouldn't go for a man who violently slaughters his ennemies and act like nothing happened."

"I don't act like nothing happened!" Protested the swordsman. "I messed with they're mind before killing them and it wasn't a clean death either. That's not my style, anyway where did you send these kids the other side of the forest?"

Just as he finished complaining Zoe accompanied by Bianca and Thalia entered the tent. In the next few minutes much happened. A beast was loose and Bianca became a huntress, but the swordsman was only interested by the mention of a new prey. He even went as far as to ask Artemis if he could tag along. Much to Zoe's outrage.

"Can I ask something of you?" She asked the boy as the others dispersed back to the campfire. "Depends what I can get out of it." He replied, "I was wondering if you could go to camp Half-blood. I sense something big looming over us and they'll need all the help they can get."

"Hmm hang out with a bunch of sheeps singing around campfires waiting for they're death. Yeah you're gonna need to have something big to give me in return."

"How dare you boy! Thundered one of the huntress. Serving Lady Artemis is the only reward you need!" The swordsman shook a metal finger in a face. "Zip it! The grown ups are talking."

Artemis raised her hand before her huntress could rant more. "Name you're price, but please do try to be reasonable." The swordsman's expression suddenly turned serious. "I'm hunting some people myself. You probably haven't heard of them. They call themselves the hand of god or the Aposlte, but don't let these title decieve you. They're no choir boys."

"Then what are they?" Artemis asked wondering what could possibly make the mad man in front of her mellow down. "They're grotesque, but extremly powerful demons who all have one point in common. They all used to be human."

"That's impossible" denied the goddess of the hunt. "In normal circumstances yes that'd be true, but when you sacrifice what you're heart holds dearest to an interdimensional demon god. Then everything becomes possible. I would know, i'm one of the many people they were meant to feast upon, body and soul. A sacrifices to fuel they're immense powers, but luckily or regretfully, depending on how you see it. I was saved from they're pocket dimension, by someone I assume even death doesn't want to reap."