8 Ariving at Camp

Micheal POV:

I am descending from the clouds at a rapid rate passing through the firmament that covers the earth shielding heavens glory from the unworthy sinners eyes but it was also used to protect the earth from the chaotic primordial sea during Genesis. I arrived at the borders of the camp for demigods and felt the mist shrouding it. The mist is a very dumbed down and weaker version of the firmament used by the pagans. However even though pagan in nature it should not be looked down upon as attempting the works of Father and even having minor success was a great achievement which goes to show the magical intellect of the Greek goddess of magic.

I break through the illusion effortlessly and arrive above the tree made up of the essence and corpse of the child of Zeus just in time to witness Percy Jackson slay the beast known as the Minotaur. The beast was impaled by its own horn dissolving it and sending its foul essence back to where it came from. The boy limps crying on the arm of his satyr friend and is brought into the farm house. I then notice that the god of alcohol is staring at me with a mix of hatred and fear in his eyes and I glare back at the god of sin, because drinking alcohol to the point of being drunk is a sin of indulgence and gluttony and should not be practiced.

"Why are you here Angel you have no right to be he-" he starts speaking to me angrily probably desperate to get me out of his business but I just slam his stomach with my fist imbued with holy light and he falls over and starts throwing up a mix of vile black and purple sludge. A substance that represents all of the sins he has ever committed hopefully this removal of sin will make him more pleasant to be around but I highly doubt it will knowing the pantheon he stems from. "I am here to protect the child something I know you won't do due to your prejudice. I hope you may change your ways some day Dionysus and may you repent for all you have done wrong in your wrath" I say to him sternly. The children around looked at me as if I was some kind of anomaly after seeing me punch their camp councilor.

Eventually I found the boy on a bed and fast asleep so I pulled up a chair and decided to wait for him to wake up. As I was waiting a small girl walked by and sat next to his bed with me food in one hand and a drink in the other. She looked at me and asked "Are you here to get information as well"? And I reply "No child of wisdom I am here on a much more serious matter but as long as the Lord allows it all the answers you seek will be made known to you" suddenly the boys eyes open and the girl bombards him with questions about what was stolen and what would happen next things Percy would not have the answers to.