Not this again (On Break)

While walking through the streets of Seattle making our way to the needle. A little boy with his index finger over his lips begins to loosely follow us. He looked like he was about eight years old, and wore what looks like private school uniform from the fifties. He also radiates a somewhat godly aura.
"Umm has anyone else noticed that crreply kid following us" Percy whimpers clinging to my arm. Then something clicks in my head and I stop. "Harpocrates, why are you following us." I say confronting the child. I hear voice in my mind say "because your are trying to ruin the plan laid out by master Demeter." "Umm did anyone else hear that" hazel ask. "Yeah, but who is this guy?" Leo responds. Before I could explain I'm interrupted by "I am the voice that makes no sound." Echoes through my mind.
"Harpocrates is the god of silence." I finish. "Precisely miss Chase" the metallic voice screeches again. "But why have you sided with Demeter." I ask. "For the silence of course. If nothing's alive there's nothing to make any sound. Peace and quiet 24/7." boons through my head in an entirely different voice from the last. This one was more like twenty octaves lower than Zeus's. "What is demeters plan anyway. I inquire. In a womanly voice he replies "now why would I tell you that." "Because we asked" Leo chuckled. "Oh son of Hephaestus the time from jokes are over." Harpocrates replies pointing to the space needle with the hand not covering his mouth. A giant vine was wrapped around the needle, and pulling it towards us.

Notes

Comment if you want me to use Typhon as an enemy in the story. I won't be able to advance to far into the story without some feedback. Thanks