Percy Jackson Wolf Of The Hunt BOOK 3

Chapter 22

Percy POV
"Come on Percy, you need to eat." I heard Apollo mumble as I hid under the blanket shivering, the shadows were still out there, they clawed through the blankets cotton, clawed at me to show myself and face them. I reply with a short whimper and snuggled deeper into my own warmth. However the smell of food stuffed itself up my nose and lingered tauntingly in my mouth trying to persuade me to peek out and snatch a bite.
Hearing Apollo sigh the door opened with a loud creak and the hunters voice came on cue

"How is he?" Artemis asks with a muffled tone

"He won't eat, I think he had a fever. We won't stop shaking." He replied as I tense and shuffle slightly as I heard her approach the bars

"Percy."someone muttered as their soft yet harsh voice tuned to my tender ears, but they seemed to sooth me slightly and I muster the courage to lift up a piece to peek out, however when I did I was met with the stern face of Artemis and Thaila, I wanted to say something, apologize. But it seemed that my father had told the rest of the Gods of the state of mind I had as they smiled.
I didn't want their pity, I shouldn't be respected. Not after the things I've done even execution sounds understandable. I whine aloud and was about to hide again until Thaila held out a hand through the bars as though to comfort me and I had to force away my glare with a growl

"Please Percy, eat." She mumbled much like an order but Quana didn't like the command and found it dominate and growled louder, I don't think I can even talk anymore. Not since yesterday when I was with my dad.
I missed him, I felt like he could scare away the shadows.

I was knocked out of my trance to the sigh of my cousin and I turned away from her forcefully and blocked them out. Waiting for dad. Waiting for this mess to glaze over and time back to go back to normal again. I close my eyes beckoning sleep forward to take me away in hoping I could rest long and fear no more of this world.
Surely I could be fixed.
Surely the Fates had a plan.

Zane POV
~~~~~~~~~~Night time skip~~~~~~
Du du du du du du du Ninga du du du du du du don't kill me (reference? Clue: YT)
Slowly creeping through the silent sleeping camp was like the big mission you see on a spy movie, honestly it was pretty cool and I almost ball out laughing when Malcolm tagged along and kept muttering the song from 'Mission impossible: (XD I'm sorry I can just imagine a ninja Malcolm going to this music
MUSIC ABOVE)
Poseidon came to, since we were mere demigods Vs a highly experienced werewolf. I didn't argue and thought he'd deserve to see his son for the last time i saw possible.
At night you may ask?
Why in secret?
Because my girlfriend. Shes been hiding futile info that could have fixed this and she seems like she's along the idea of executing him. Heck! She even tried to get me to side with her.
But I'm not rejecting him a second time, I caused this and I'll fix it. I swore to find Percy and help him and I'm doing exactually that.
Finally, we came to the the oddly placed concrete block and saw a sleeping hunter outside, she didn't seem to old. Maybe 9 or 10 and honestly I didn't want to get her into an serious trouble with Artemis so we knocked her out to make it seem like the poor girl had no choice, who wouldn't take the chance to sleep when your subject is already guarded by an Aluminium door panel. Gently I take out the key I payed the Stoll brothers to steal from Artemis and slotted it into the gap before twisting it. Slowly I poke my head in with Malcolm searching for Lycoan who spooked us by popping out from the poorly lit room with a pit of darkness cluttered up in the corners, he somewhat grinned noticing the shock on our faces along with Malcolm's squeck of fear but quickly postured himself properly as he came to the door

"Are ya sure that mad Godess wont go shootin' at me?" He grumbles as I glance out and around before giving the all clear, barely anyone was out, I'd made sure of it and taken up most of the jobs at camp. Like cleaning the stables, readying the fighting mats for tommorow ect so no-one would be lurking around.
Lycoan stepped out into the half risen moon a sigh of consent escaping his lips. Poseidon kept a close eye on the monster but Lycoan didn't mind him and glares at me
"Blimey, didn't think you'd actually go through with this." He muttered but had the sea God blow up in his face