Percy Jackson protector of the hunt

Chapter 15

Percy POV

As we came into the arena, I noticed that Clarisse and her siblings were already there. I smiled a wolfish smile, and waited quietly watching how they fought. I never really paid much attention to it, but I noticed that half of them were very good with swords, while the other half was amzing with spears. As soon as they finished, I changed, and pulled out my sword. I quickly changed it to an axe, and made my shield appear. I smiled at Clarisse, and said, "So how about a fight for old times sake?" She turned, and I noticed she had a couple small cuts on her arms, and along her legs as well. "Now you want to fight? When I'm at a disadvantage. I just fought my siblings, and I'm hurt." She said this with a growl, and I knew that tone. It was the tone of someone who was scared, and angry. I smiled calmly, and walked forward. I placed a hand on her shoulder, and soon all of her cuts were healed. I also noticed that she held her spear much higher. I looked her in the eye, and said, "I would never try to fight you when you are tired, and hurt." I smiled and got into a ready stance, but just before we could attack each other. Thalia came running into the arena, when she looked at me she said, "Hyperion is awake, and you said come get you when he woke up." I nodded, and with a feral smile on my face I sheathed my sword, and turned to Clarisse, "You want to come and help me 'ask' him questions?" Suddenly there was a smile on her lips that would scare Kronos. "That would be much appreciated, especially since I've wanted to try some ideas about how to get answers. Give me five minutes, I'll meet you in front of your tent then, I need to grab some things from my cabin." I gave a quick nod, and turned to Leo and Calypso. "You two might not want to come. This will be very gruesome, and you guys probably won't want to see what will happen to him." Calypso nodded holding her stomach like she was going to be sick just imagining it. Leo looked at me, and said, "Ok we will bail for now, but I still expect that fight you promised me." I smiled, and said, "Deal, but I expect you to be able to hold your own, I won't be going easy on you at all." He nodded, I noticed a quick change in his scent, it was worry. I smiled, and turned and walked back toward my tent to wait on Clarisse. By the time that I got there, Clarisse was walking toward me with a huge bag over her shoulder. I looked at her, and gave her a questioning look, to which she responded, "What? I am the daughter of War, and this is technically a part of war. So yes I have lots of 'equipment'." I didn't question her, heck if anyone could get Hyperion to squeal then it would be her. She could be one of the most stubborn people I know, and when it comes to interrogation, stubbornness might as well be the best attribute because that's how it went. The victim is stubborn towards the tortur, and the torturer is stubborn with the victim. I knew that Hyperion wouldn't break easy, and having someone just as stubborn if not more than Zeus would work in my favor for now. I nodded toward Clarisse, and we walked deep into the forest where Hyperion was being held. I didn't want him anywhere near campers, just in case he got loose, and also because this would give us a way to keep the campers from letting him go. When we finally got to where he was being held, the sun was already past midday. It would be a very long couple of days. I looked around the forest, and noticed many silver parkas, but one in particular. I smiled, it had been a while since I had any chance to see her calm, but it was nice. Artemis was sitting in a tree with her bow across her lap, whittling a stick into a shape I couldn't make out yet. I said her name, and when she looked up from her project, and noticed me standing there with Clarisse, she understood. She dropped to the floor, and started walking back toward camp. We walked into the small tent that Hyperion was being kept in. When I walked in, I noticed that he was bound in Celestial Bronze chains. I nodded, glad that the girls had thought of that, because I had totally forgot. "Hyperion, I hope you plan on helping us, because otherwise we can and will make Tartarus look like a vacation." He looked at me, and spit towards me. I had expected that. "Go rot in Tartarus Jackson." He growled. "Been there, it wasn't so bad. However you will beg to be sent there, unless you tell us what we want to know." "Never." He said. I just sighed, and said, "Fine you asked for it. Clarisse he is yours to do with as you wish, however when he is ready to speak come find me." With that I turned and walked out the tent. The last thing I saw in there was Clarisse having a cruel smile on her lips, and it made me very glad that I wasn't on the receiving end of what she was about to do. I stepped out, and started walking back to camp, and not five feet away, I heard a scream of such immense pain, it made me cringe at how loud it was. I imagine that if I stood there with my sensitive hearing, that it would make me go deaf eventually. I was walking back to camp, when Artemis came and started walking beside me. Otherwise it might end very badly for their minds. I don't even want to imagine what she is doing to him in there." Artemis nodded, and muttered under her breath, and said, "There no one can enter a mile radius of the tent except me, you, and Clarisse." I nodded my thanks, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. As we walked back, nothing of consequence came out of our lips. We talked about things that didn't matter. We didn't talk about the war, or whether or not we would live, but instead we just enjoyed each other's company, and didn't want to spoil it. When we got back to the main camp, it was time for dinner. We sat there eating quietly, as in the distance I could still faintly hear Hyperion screaming in agony. I smiled, it wouldn't take long if she kept doing what ever she was doing. Right when we finished dinner, and were just about to head back to the cabin, Clarisse ran out of the forest with a smile on her face. She was breathing hard, as if she had ran the whole way, which I kind of expected. I looked closely at her, and I could see she had golden stains on her clothes, and she had a faint smell of something burning cleaning to her. She looked at me, and said, "He is ready to talk to you."