Perseus Jackson: Titan of The Hunt

CH18: I Accept a Job Applicant

(Artemis)

Before I knew it time had swiftly moved forward and yet again, it was time for another annual meeting where nothing would actually be done. As per the norm the rest of the council was arguing with one another about menial matters, while brazenly Dionysius simply slept on his throne. How the god of Wine was still one of us was beyond me, my useless half-brother did nothing to help anyone else and was certainly of no use in battle.

Even his 'helping' to kill Ephialtes and Otis, was simply delivering the fatal blow to the two incapacitated giants after they were left half-dead by Perseus and Jason. Anyone who was officially a god of anything could have done the same thing, Persephone could have done the same by slapping them with a bouquet of flowers.

Amongst the sound of our squabbling, the new gods of Heroes had just been explaining to us the new arrangements for Camp Half-Blood this summer. When a new figure emerged in the doorway and began to walk towards us.

The approaching figure was clearly male but the interesting thing was his stature, he was almost seven feet tall and heavily muscled. I had almost thought it was that scum half-brother of mine Heracles, but the most distinguishing difference between the two was the twelve magnificent golden wings that spread out to the man's sides.

On top of this the figure was also heavily armed. The tips of two throwing knives were strapped to the inside of his left forearm, two swords were strapped to each side of his hip, both of different styles and lengths. A black shield was strapped onto his left arm whilst a golden spear was held in the other hand lastly a strangely bow was slung over a shoulder.

Though the weapons seemed familiar or some of them at least, the figures face was hidden by a hood that rose up from the long black coat the figure wore down to his knees. Given a few more seconds I would have recognised them but it would matter little.

"Who dares disturb this council?" My father proclaimed in annoyance towards the figure, silencing everyone else who had not noticed the newcomer, who slowly stopped walking, standing confidently in between the fourteen of us Olympians.

"I am not disturbing it if it was you who asked me to come remember?" The cloaked figure said with a hint of sarcasm, before casting the hood aside. Revealing the messy black hair and green/gold eyes which could only belong to Perseus Jackson.

"My son what happened to you? You have grown so much and you now have wings?" Poseidon asked over his brother's indignation. It seemed my father had indeed noticed the wings and was putting two and two together slowly.

"I may have gained a domain or two and so I became slightly more Titan afterwards, resulting in the difference. I am sure Apollo could give you the technical diagnosis. It was complicated to remember." Perseus said light-heartedly causing most of our eyes to turn towards my twin brother, who suddenly shrunk into his throne.

"You knew about this?" Zeus demanded of the god of Healing who eventually realised he was not going to be able to ignore the request for information.

"Well yeah, I helped to patch him up after he nearly died in a duel, his present condition was the result of it. I was just as surprised to see him like that then as you are now." Apollo defended.

"Perseus who attacked you? I will rip them apart for betraying us." Poseidon growled angrily.

"Calm down father, we have moved past our differences. If anything, we could even be considered friends I suppose. Besides technically they did not betray you or their oath, I am not of Olympus anymore remember." He merely stated closing the issue.

"Very well then Perseus, tell us of what the Titans have been up to since their release, as requested." My father asked less as a friendly request and more making it sound like an order.