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Silent Running

Chapter 8

Percy's POV
I closed my eyes, a wolfish smile on my face, as I fell the last few yards to the ground. Dimly, I heard someone call my name in anguish, but I was too gone to care. I crashed into something hard, but not as hard as I expected. Then, I knew no more.

I snapped my eyes open, expecting to see myself in my human form, staring at Hades, waiting to be judged. Instead, I woke up to four paws and a world of pain.

My small body was throbbing with hurt, but I couldn't for the life of me remember why. I was walking... and there was a cliff...

Oh. It all suddenly came back to me. I jumped off the cliff! I crashed into the ground, didn't I?

But how am I not dead? It makes no sense.

Lifting up my sore body from where I was laying, I took in my surroundings. The room was warmly colored, instantly giving me a feeling of comfort. Underneath me, there was a yellow pillow that was so soft, I thought I was laying on an actual cloud. This certainly wasn't the underworld, and it didn't look like any other place I had ever seen before.

How did I even get here in the first place?

"I brought you here," a soft voice said from behind me. Startled, I spun around to see who it was that couldn't let me die in peace. People and monsters are always trying to kill me. Now the one time that I actually want to do them a favor and die, someone had to save me!

The fates are cruel.

I locked eyes with a small girl, about eight years old. She had mousy brown hair and warm brown eyes, and she smiled at me in a way that made her seem wise beyond her years.

Immediately, I dropped into a bow, my front two legs bending down to make my wolf form mimic the human way of bowing. "Lady Hestia!" I exclaimed, but it came out in a bark. I growled at myself, wanting nothing more than to return to my human form and leave the wolf behind forever.

The young-looking goddess continued to smile at me, though she looked concerned and sorrowful. "Perseus, why did you try to kill yourself?"

I started to explain myself, but all that came from my mouth were barks and woofs. The goddess seemed to sense my frustration and waved her small hand. Instantly, I could form actual words.

"My lady, I have been cursed," I stated. "Just look at me! I am a monster. I almost hurt Annabeth, the one I love most, and I almost endangered the campers at Camp Half Blood. I could not stay, but it pains me to go. I cannot remain like this, my lady. I don't have control, and I don't want to hurt anyone. There is no cure for this curse that doesn't involve my death."

Hestia shook her head. "Perseus, your loyalty and nobility have always astounded me. However, your ignorance has almost cost you dearly."

"Lady Hestia, I don't know what you're saying. Are you implying that there is indeed a cure that I didn't know of?"

She nodded, smiling softly. "Yes, Perseus. And this one does not always result in death. If done correctly and before it is too late, this antidote will surely be able to return you to your love, Annabeth."

I whined, my wolf version of a plead. "Please, my lady! I must know what can be done to protect myself and everyone I care about!"

She shook her head. "Not yet. I may have preserved your life, but you are not without your injuries. You cannot go on this quest with injuries, for you surely won't make it back in time. A strong warrior always knows when to stop, Perseus."

I whined again, this time in disappointment. However, I didn't argue with the goddess. Instead, I curled back down on my pillow and prepared to go back to sleep. Before I let my eyes slip shut, however, I turned them on Hestia one last time. "My lady, why did you save me?"

She smiled at me. "The world needs more heroes like you, Perseus. I couldn't let you kill yourself to save everyone else, especially if there is a way to save everyone. Now rest, my hero. I will tell you of the antidote when you awake."

The room was brighter when I woke up. Sunlight streamed in through windows that were previously covered in blinds. I wasn't sure how long I slept, but my body no longer protested every movement I made. I figured that that was a plus.

Hestia walked into the room, apparently already knowing I was awake. "Come, I have a feast laid out. You must be starved."

I padded along beside her to the dining room, where a grand table was laid out before us. Any food imaginable was placed on it, most of which appealed to my wolf side without disgusting my human side. Hestia helped me onto a chair that was a bit too far of a jump for someone that was still healing from a fall of tremendous heights. Once we were both seated, we began to eat.

Halfway through dinner, Hestia started to explain the antidote to me. "You are a werewolf now, correct?" She started, asking seemingly out of the blue.

I nodded my wolfish head, my mouth busy gobbling up food.

"There is one way to reverse that." I stopped gobbling food to stare at her as she continued, saying, "You need to components to do that. First, you must have a tooth of the leader of the pack that turned you."

"A tooth?" I repeated, hoping I misheard her. "I need a tooth from the leader of the pack that turned me?"

She nodded gravely. "Yes. Fortunately, we already know who it is."

I sighed. "Lycaon."

"Unfortunately, yes."

Sighing again, deciding to cross that bridge when I get there, I said, "What's the other thing?"
Hestia frowned. "The blood of the wolf that turned you."

"But-but I don't know which wolf that was!" I exclaimed, growing anxious. "Lycaon has a huge pack; it could've been any of them!"

"Indeed it could. However, you are the grand hero of Olympus, are you not? You can conquer this obstacle just as you did with the others," she assured.

I nodded, frowning slightly. "I don't even know how to turn back into a human though."

Hestia hesitated. "Perhaps Artemis could help you."

"She hates men!" I protested. "She'll kill me!"

"Not if I help you," Hestia said.

Not agreeing or disagreeing to the idea yet, I asked one last question. "How much time do I have before this cure will no longer save me?"

"Three weeks from when you were turned. Which is now only two weeks."

Notes

Another update! You can get up to 18 chapters on fanfiction.net, as that has the longest version so far. Thank you for all the reviews and such so far!! I really appreciate it. :)

Comments

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