Abandoned- a pertemis story Ψ ☑️

Epilouge.

Dedicated to @TheDesertFox_12 for your continued support and encouragement.
Also Hellfor_L1F33333 in the name of badass suit up sequences, robotic arms, and of course awesome anti-hero vigilantes. Thanks for the use of your OC as well, to you too TyWritesTrash, as both OC's were on the Rouge Demigod council. I give my thanks to @Dj_the_demigod for his OC as well. Thank you @MyQueenFaryn for the time you told me to get some friends. Thanks.
Final dedications to those guys who commented, read, and even voted for my story. Thanks, it means a lot.
I hope the story was worth it.
- Internet Head.

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The room was warm in appearance only.
The teak wooden floors, the merrily cracking fireplace, the welcoming decor and refreshments on the table.
All of it was faker than synthetic plastic.
Nothing looked alive, living. None of it felt like something you should touch.
Celestem Aiyeel turned away from his window view over the city of New York.
He sipped from the whiskey glass he was holding and gestured to the person who stood a little ways away from the front of the desk "a toast, to you my good freind."
He raised the glass "without you, my plan will never come to fruition. Good fortune and friendships! To you, Carmen Aiyeel."
The boy Carmen scowled "I'm not sure this is a good friendship. Your my uncle first off... how can we be friends? Oh yeah, there's also that little thing where you murdered Annabeth!"
Celestem sighed and tapped the glass with his finger "oh Carmen. I knew that dropping the name we share would draw you to me, the place your father told you never to go." He said, ignoring what Carmen had said. "I suppose he was a drunken bastard son of the wealthy Aiyeel family so you can't really put stock into what he said."
Carmen growled, clenched his fist and discretely fingered one of his dual scythes "don't talk about my dad that way. He was a good man..."
Celestem smiled with pity "the man who fell in love with a certain goddess, who had a child who shouldn't exist with her? You mean the man who, as soon as the goddess ran off in realization of her mistake, fell into a depression and drank his fears away? The man who beat you? Who cut you? The man who hurt you?" He looked incredibly smug as he said this.
Carmen's breath seemed to heat up, small flames poking out from his grit teeth "shut up! I came here to put you to an end!"
The blonde man smiled with mock warmth "you know better than that. You won't kill me."
The boy armed himself with his scythes "oh yeah? If I have to kill a few people to keep my friends safe then I'll gladly do it."
Celestem could see that the boy spoke the truth "it's a pity you won't be able to then."
"What exactly are you getting at?" He said, his eyes like burning coals.
"Well, you see. I want you to work for me."
"What."
There was a tension filled silence.
"Why the hell would I do that for you?" Carmen growled.
Celestem smiled slyly "well, I have an offer you can't refuse."
"And that is?"
Celestem turned back to his window view of New York. He loved The city, the lights, the busyness of it. It would be his soon.
"You said you would kill for your friends, yes?" He started "well. I'll spare your friends, they won't survive my onslaught you see, in return you work for me."
Carmen shook his head "I don't think you'd keep your word."
The blonde gave a winning smile "oh come in, Carmen! I'll let Artemis live, as a mortal of course, and..." his smile looked sinister to Carmen then, like the dark secrets the man held were about to slip out.
Carmen watched him carefully "and what?"
Celestem knew he'd won then "that girl. Alexus, right? You like her, I can see it in your eyes."
He narrowed his eyes, his heart rate quickening and his his breathing growing shallow "what about it."
"If you do this for me, these little things, I'll let her live. You can stay with her. If you don't do this service for me... well... I'm afraid I'll have to rip her heart out In front of you." His tone had turned from a charismatic business man to that of a malevolent evil. He was serious.
Carmen could already see the gore dripping from his hands "fine. What do I have to do?" He didn't want to give in but the image of her dying... of his friends dying... he couldn't allow that to happen.
The business man turned a little to look at his new partner and smiled nicely once more "I hear from your Rouge Demigod friends that your an excellent hunter. An assassin, a hitman, a thief, and a one man army all in one. The Wolf they call you."
"And?" 'The Wolf' responded.
Celestem's smile grew, a dark and evil smile "well, Wolf. I want you to use those skills-."
"-I want you to hunt Percy Jackson."
And with that Celestem downed the rest of his drink.

                                    ~The End~