Is That a Threat?

Demigod dreams were weird. I could still feel Annabeth and Mrs. Chase cuddling next to me, and hear their gentle snores. But my mind was at another place; the very same one that I first met Hypnos. The ruins and the poppy branches were still there, but instead of being tied magically into a chair, I was standing, with no obvious restrictions on me. Just a few seconds after I arrived, the god of sleep did as well, appearing out of thin air.

But this was not the god that I had met before. Gone was the neatly trimmed beard and the immaculate purple suit. Instead he wore a crumpled toga, and a wild beard covered his face. This was Hypnos, the original Greek version of the god, not the Roman Somnus. This is not good. Somnus might be strict, but Hypnos was unpredictable, and I hate unpredictability.

"Sit down." The god grumbled. He waved his hand and two comfortable looking chairs popped out into existence. I sat down slowly, scrutinizing the god in front of me carefully. Since the months that we had last talked, I had changed very much, having brought down people far more powerful than me and getting quite the ego. But in all those instances I had heavily relied on the element of surprise, while Hypnos knew about all the tricks up my sleeve. I had to play this very, very carefully.

"Good morning Sir," I said politely, trying to break the ice. "It's good to see you again." After having even fucking Artemis worship me, using such respectful words on anyone else tasted weird in my mouth. Weird, and very bitter.

Hypnos grunted again. "I see that you have done some great work since we last talked. I woke up to some big surprises."

"Thank you, Sir." I said. "Do you always sleep for months?"

For the first time since he arrived, Hypnos smiled. "Decades, usually. But I wanted to see how my champion had fared. And you have done well. I believe you now have full control over Camp Half-Blood and the hunters, and near total control over Camp Jupiter?"

"Yes sir," I replied, unable to hide the pride in my voice.

"Good. Good." Hypnos replied absentmindedly. "I already feel much more stronger than I ever had with all those additional sacrifices and prayers to me. And I loved how you dealt with that bitch Artemis. Always hated that uppity cunt. It's good to see her finally becoming what she really is; a dumb dog."

I smiled politely, but I felt like fingers of panic were wrapped around my throat. If Hypnos did hate Arty that much and wanted to see her humiliated, what other way is better than fucking her himself?

My poker face must not have been that good, because Hypnos laughed out loud. "Don't worry boy. You can keep you toys."

I smiled again and sighed inwards.

"But there is a slight problem with how you run your operations." Hypnos said, standing up. He was still grinning, but now the grin seemed more psycho than friendly. "I sent you on your mission more than three months ago. I stressed the importance on how quick you should remove the Olympians. Yet three months past, only one Olympian have fallen, and when I wake up, I see that you are fucking mortals and having the time of your life instead of completing the mission! Do you have any excuse for that?"

"Yes sir." I said coolly. "In the past two years, there have been two attempts to destroy Olympus, by two separate but very powerful groups, and both have failed. The reason is that they were so focused on destroying the gods, that they completely ignored the gods' tools on earth, who in the end defeated them both times. That's what I have been doing for the past three months. Taking over Camp Half-Blood, Camp Jupiter, the hunters of Artemis. And while I was, in your words, 'fucking mortals' my forces were on their way to the queendom of the Amazons. Once they have taken it, I would go over there and bend them to my will. Then I can move on to Olympus, without having to constantly focus on two fronts."

"Those are some very fancy words that came out of your mouth lad." Hypnos said quietly. "But you don't have to lie to me. The moment I woke up, I looked back in time to see your progress. I know that you took a month to take over the hunters. A month! Now I'll ask you a question; could you have done it sooner?"

"Yes."

"Yes." Hypnos repeated, growling. "Then why didn't you do it sooner?"

"I wanted to be thorough."

"You wanted to have fun!" Hypnos was shouting now. He walked up to me and kept his hands on my shoulders. They were much heavier than normal hands. "Do you know what would have happened if the other Olympians discovered what's going on while you were messing around? Allow me to enlighten you. They would have crushed you like the troublesome bug you are and given your soul to the furies to be eternally tortured. As for me, I could escape to my mother's palace in Tartarus, where even the Olympians would not dare to follow me. But can't you see, that would be my punishment. Permanent exile into that literal hell. I did not risk everything, including the rest of my immortal life, just so you can get your dick wet. Do you understand?

Hypnos' hands have grown as heavy and hot as furnaces, and I could only grunt is agreement.

The god of sleep took his hands off me. I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach, as if all the strength in my limbs were stripped away. And I fell on the floor. "What... what did you do to me?"

"I took away your power. The power I gave you." Hypnos lifted a foot. I winced, anticipating a kick, but instead, his shoe gently touched my cheek. Suddenly my limbs had their strength again, but I felt so very tired. "And now I have given it back. Remember this lesson; everything you have created, everything you are, happened because of my benevolence. And I can take it back as fast as I gave it to you. Understood?"

I gritted my teeth and nodded.

"Good." Hypnos repeated. Then, taking me by the shirt, he flung me into the chair and bent so that our faces were aligned. "Now listen to me very carefully. You will go to the Amazons and take over them, just as you said. But you will do it quickly, and you will immediately move on to work on the Olympians. By the time I wake up from my next slumber, I want to see every immortal in Olympus bowing down to me. Otherwise..." He left the rest of the threat in the dark.

"Understood, sir." I said, the words struggling as they came out of my mouth.

Hypnos nodded grimly, and everything faded into black.

"Master! Master, please wake up!"

I reluctantly opened my eyes, to see Annabeth's concerned face. She was biting her lip and her eyebrows were scrunched together. I slowly sat up on the bed.

"Oh thank the gods!" Annabeth shouted and hugged me.

"What happened?" I croaked. My throat felt scorched.

"Thalia contacted us fifteen minutes ago. She and the hunters were just about to meet with the Amazons, and she gave us the greenlight to go. I wanted to wake you up, but you looked like you were in a really deep sleep so I got ready and prepared our stuff. When I finally tried to wake you up, you wouldn't wake up. Until now. I was so scared." Annabeth said that all in one breath, and paused once she was finished. Then she hugged me again.

I slowly looked around the room, trying not to think about what happened. "Where's Su?" I asked.

Annabeth's lips twitched in a way that would have been a mischievous smile if she wasn't so worried. "I sent her downstairs to prepare us a snack for the road. No need to waste good **** labour."

I laughed out loud. Even when she wasn't trying, Annabeth knew how to cheer me up. I patted her head, which finally seemed to put her at ease. "Go downstairs. I'll be there in a minute."

I staggered to the bathroom and splashed several handfuls of water onto my face, thinking about what happened. For the first time since I got my powers, I had felt completely powerless, as I had for most of my life. This would be the last time I feel that way, I vowed to myself. Through all the anger in my mind, a plan began to emerge. A plan that had been in the back of my mind for a long time, but one which I knew I had to follow through for a certainty.

When I went downstairs I was feeling much better, specially after I saw what was happening downstairs. Annabeth was looking out the window, waiting for the rest of the team to show up. Fred was sitting behind her, eyes determinedly focused on his daughter's ass, probably thinking about all the times he cleaned it with his tongue last night. And sure enough, there was Su making sandwiches or something. She looked the same, except for the fact that she obviously had a hard time walking after all that happened last night. Oh, and apart from her apron, she was completely nude. On Annabeth's command probably.

Annabeth was the first to notice me. "Master!" she shouted and hugged me a third time. "Are you alright now? What happened?"

"I'll explain everything in the car babe." I walked to Su and gave her ass a ringing spank. "Slut." Su shyly smiled at me. I gave a nod to Fred.

Before he could say anything there was a knock on the door. "There here!" Annabeth said and opened the door. Reyna and Arty walked in.

Fred stood up as if he had sit on a nail. "Is that Artemis?"

"Unlike you Fred, I'm able to satisfy the goddesses I fuck. That's why they wouldn't leave me." I looked at my whores. "Let's go."

"Wait!" Fred said. "Annabeth, will you come visit me and your mother again any time soon?" he asked. He tried to sound like a concerned father, but I knew he was just waiting for another chance to eat that ass.

"I only do what my master asks me to do." Annabeth replied, looking at me.

I shrugged. "Sure why not? Plus, with the amount of times I cummed inside your stepmother, you would probably have a new sibling to play with the next time you visit."

Su blushed at the idea, while her husband seemed extremely turned on. I wonder how the blonde, blue eyed Frederick Chase would explain his new half South Asian looking and half East Asian looking kid, but that wasn't my problem. I stepped out and walked out into the evening.

The sun was already halfway down when I had finished telling my whores about the dream. There was a deafening silence afterwards.

Arty growled. "That minor, shitty, D-list, pathetic excuse for a god!" she shouted. She was clutching the steering wheel so tightly that it had handprints on it. "I should kill him right now!"

"No," I said. "He can always flee to Tartarus and let the other gods know what's happening. And even if you did kill him, how could you explain it to the other Olympians? No, we have to be cold and calculating when it comes to dealing with Hypnos."

"What are we going to do Raj?" Annabeth asked, her voice deadly serious. Through the rearview mirror I was able to see her grey eyes, where I could see a thousand plans being formed, each being assessed of their pros and cons.

"Well I would do just as my most benevolent benefactor asked me to do. I'll go and take over the queendom of Amazons as quickly as I can. Then I'll move on to Olympus. And finally, I will defeat Hypnos himself."

"Uh Daddy," Reyna spoke, "how are you gonna defeat Hypnos without the help of other gods? I mean he's a god, and you can't use your powers on him because he would know."

I smiled at Reyna. "Well, baby girl, then it's obvious what I should do right? I must become a god myself."