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The Son of Artemis

By sabrina5183

Romance / Adventure

Chapter 1

I do not own the Percy Jackson Series or Heroes of Olympus those belong to Rick Riordan

You know that chilling feeling you get on the back of your neck when you're walking on the side walk, alone in the middle of the night? The feeling that someone's right behind you but no one really is. You try to trick yourself that it's just your imagination but there's always that one voice that says what if? I have that feeling right now but it's not dark out and I’m not alone. I’m in a crowded bus station in New York City with no suspicious characters in sight, no creepy man in a hoody staring at me, just a bunch of fishers heading from the city back to their warm and cozy homes. Well I’m heading further away from mine. Ignoring the feeling I put in my headphones and dozed off while waiting for my bus to arrive.

The sound of screaming snapped me out of my daze. Training my ears I listened for the screams through the muttering of people. It came again, it was to the left. I began to shove my way through the crowd and towards the sound.

I came upon a dark alley; there were voices muttering through the darkness. I unsheathed one of my hunting knives from my belt. It had a dark wooden handle that fit perfectly in my hand, with a lotus flower carved right above where the blade started. The blade itself was something to stare at, it reflected the light. Which made it looked like a prism of royal blue, purple and rose was rippling through it.

I approached the alley, the crunching of the dirt and gravel underneath my feet echoing through the empty space. As I got closer the mumbling intensified till I could make the words out. They were not pretty and from what I could tell someone has a sock in their mouth. Sticking close to the wall, I walked into the darkness. There were 3 men in the alley. One was bound in ropes as the other two removed his shirt. My stomach felt queasy at the sight and my vision focused on my target. The man closet to me had a sick look on his face, one of a greedy man that should be living in Tartarus and not on the surface of the earth.

My fist made contact on the back of his head, pain ran up my hand and into my shoulder as the satisfaction and adrenaline overwhelmed it. I knocked the man out cold. He hit the ground, dust and flew up from his body. The other man turned to me with lust in his eyes. A cold smile formed on his face. I could tell that he thought that this would be an easy fight, a 14 year old boy that barely reaches 5’6 and was very slight. He didn't notice the way my arms were packed with muscles or that I could knock out a mortal man with one punch or that my small figure made me impossible quick and agile.

The man rushed forward. I darted out of his path as I landed a punch on his stomach. He leaned forward and gasped for breath. I put him in a headlock, I felt the sweat drip down his face, the way that his breath hitched.

“Please don't kill me.” He pleaded.

A loud screech echoed through the alley. My hunting knife casted a watery light over the man's face as I removed my hand and put the knife to his neck instead. A little whimper came from his mouth, he tried to plead for his life, “Ple-”

But the crackle of a bowl horn interrupted him, “Now loading bus 476 to Long Island. It will be leaving in five minutes.”

“Di immortals.” I swore under my breath. The man was shivered from fear as the damsel watched with wide eyes.

“Leave. Never, return.” I said as I removed my knife from my neck. He took A couple steps tumbling forward. He took his friend by the collar of his coat and dragged him towards the end of the alley. The man turned in fright as the clear knife nicked the edge of his ear. Blood bubbled to the surface.

“You are never to harm anyone again. And if you do. I will find you. And gut you like a fish. Then personally throw you into Tartarus. Do you, understand?”

The man nodded before running away with his tail between his legs.

“Sorry bout that.” He said as he turned to the captured male.

“Bus 476 to Long Island is now departing.” Said the voice over the microphone.

I cut the rope that tied his hand and feet together before removing the sock in his mouth.

“Are you alright?” I asked.

He nodded his head but said nothing. My head was against the wall as we sat in silence.

“Are you injured at all?” I asked.

He still said nothing, but he shook his head no. I stayed there next to him and tried to come up with a plan to get to Long Island.

“They, they took my wallet. I don't have any money to get home.” He said weakly.

Damn. I should of thought that through a little more. I reached into my coat pocket the man's eyes followed my every move. The wool itched my hand as I came upon the smooth leather of my wallet. The man's eyes widen as I pulled it out and grabbed the only hundred venenum I had in it.

“Here you go.”

The man looked so surprised that he just sat there.

“Go on, take it.” I said as I shoved my hand in his direction.

He shook his head no and backed away from the money.

“Go on, take it. You have to get home.” I said.

He took the money with a mumbled thank you. He then left the alley without looking back.

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