September 1st, 2014, 9:15 AM, New York, September 1st, 2014, 11:15 PM, Tokyo, Japan
Unknown POV
"He doesn't suspect a thing, does he?"
"No ma'am. He still thinks their dead."
"Remember that he must never find out what his parentage is. Check up on his guardian."
"Yes ma'am."
"And make sure he feels the pain his father made us feel." He could hear her evil smile on the other side of the phone call.
"Of course Mi'Lady." He hung up the phone with a sigh. With all the work that woman did, he wondered when she even went to sleep. It was probably around 11:30 pm in Tokyo, Japan, where she's stationed. Walking out of his apartment, and started walking towards the suburbs of Manhattan. He hated visiting the kid's guardian.
He stopped in front of a house. One story, chipped grey paint, old yellow door, and tall grass. Definitely the right place. He looked around. He saw the kid down the street, by the bus stop. He was still the same kid the man remembered fifteen years ago, same black hair and sea-green eyes. He looked just like his father when Poseidon was his age. Running up the walkway, he took a deep breath before knocking on the door.
"Who the hell is banging on my door!" Yelled an annoyed voice.
"Mr. Ross sir."
He heard loud noises inside until the door opened to show a tall man with brown hair, black beady eyes, and stocky figure. The inside of the house still looked the same when he was last here; beer bottles covering the floor, and cigar smell and smoke everywhere. It was hard not to gag on the stench and die. However the kid was able to live with it was beyond his understanding.
"What do you want?" Asked the man with a tone that he could care less what Ross wanted.
"How you treatin' the kid? The Boss wants to know."
"Giving him what he deserves." He said with a sly grin.
"Just making sure. Remember we need him alive."
"Don't you know I know that." He barked.
"Just making sure Mr. Ugliano."
"Ok, you got what you needed, now GET. OFF. MY. PORCH!"
Ross narrowed his eyes at Gabe but walked away from the house. Looking at the kid, he noticed a grin splitting the kids face. The kid jumped when the bus came from down the road and hunk it's horn. 'What was that grin about?' he thought. Sighing, he took out his phone and decided to call an old family friend.
"Hey Ross. You get any information on Percy?"
"Sorry King Poseidon, I couldn't find your son."
The phone was silent for a while. He could still hear the heavy breathing of his old friend.
"Nothing. Not one little thing?"
"Sorry Sir. Would you like me to keep looking?"
"He's been missing for eleven years Ross. Where could he be?"
"I don't know Sir. I don't know."
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