Chapter Six: The Fastest God Shortens Our Journey

''' Chapter 6 '''

''' The Fastest God Shortens Our Journey '''

Madison wouldn’t talk to me for a while on the boat. I couldn’t talk to Zack; because he would tease me and say that I loved her and call us ‘Cadison’ or ‘Monnor’. Stupid names, right?

I felt bad for leaving Jacob, behind, but I swore on the River Styx, something I had done many times, that I would go back for him one day. We were going to try and sail, if the sky would let us this time, to Philadelphia to see Hermes. The sky though was not cooperating.

I was talking to Chiron about our upcoming mission. He seemed opportunistic about our chances of taking down Troy, if we ever got there that is.

“So how are we going to find Hermes?” I asked.

“I don’t know, Connor,” Chiron responded, “I think it might take some time.”

“Yeah, I know right?” Said a man standing next to me.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">He was a medium height man, with a winged hat and shoes. He carried a staff, that sprouted dove wings and had a pair of snakes intertwined around the base. Chiron bowed.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Lord Hermes,” Chiron said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">I soon realized that I should be bowing as well, but Hermes winked at me and said, “Don’t worry about it.”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“So, I knew you were looking for me, but Zeus is losing control of the sky, and you have been blown off course. So here I am.” Hermes said grinning.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Wait, all we had to do was ask how we were going to get to you?” I asked.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Yep,” Hermes replied.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“So the whole beginning of our journey was pointless?” I questioned.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Pretty much, yeah,” Hermes said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Ok, glad we got that cleared up,” I said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“I am sorry about what happened to your friend, but he made his own choice, not even a hero can save someone from that.” Hermes said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“So Lord Hermes,” Chiron addressed, “Where is the Camp of the Trojans?”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Now, I have been everywhere, even there, but it is a hard place to enter, it is in Dallas, Texas.” Hermes said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Thank you, Hermes,” I thanked.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“And Chiron,” Hermes said, Chiron turned and looked at him, “I gave Luke that quest for a reason,” Hermes winked and disappeared.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“What does that mean? Who’s Luke?” I demanded.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“That is not important at the moment,” Chiron said, I could tell he was in deep thought, “Right now we must focus on the problem at hand.”

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Chiron,” Lenny, son of Hermes said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Hey, Lenny we just met your dad.” I said.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“That’s cool,” He said, “Chiron, the ship is being attacked.”

Chapter Seven: I Really Hate Birds