Porphyrion Makes His Move, Striker Is Summoned

"DAMASEN!!" Bellowed a deep voice. The name echoed from wall to wall, getting louder with each bounce until the clouds outside started shaking and crashing.

The large double doors flew open, cracking the walls as they slammed into them. "WHAT DO YOU WANT PORPHYRION?!" a voice roared as the body to which it belonged entered the room.

"Fetch Striker." Porphyrion commanded.

The giant snarled as he grabbed the hilt of the large warhammer strapped to his back. "Do I look like a messenger you overgrown raincloud!" The giant's red eyes glowed with anger.

"What did you just call me?" Porphyrion slowly rose out of the throne as lightning crackled outside.

"Wait Porphyrion!" Another, more feminine voice yelled from the other room. Quickly a female giant ran into the room, standing between Damasen and Porphyrion.

"What do you want, Enceladus?" Porphyrion asked.

"You want to send Striker after Prometheus for reconoscence, am I wrong?" She asked. Porphyrion nodded.

"Then why not just give him the kill order should he run into the Son of Zeus?" She explained, "This way you would become immortal, so when we invade the dwellings of those half-breeds nothing would hurt you, of course we would let you slaughter them… all of them in exchange..."

Porphyrion closed his eyes and grumbled, swiveling his head from left to right as he thought about the offer. "FINE!" He finally said falling back into the throne.

"Now fetch Striker! And get this over-decorated deer out of my room!" Porphyrion yelled.

"POR-" Damasen stopped as Enceladus quickly swung her head and glared at him.

She walked up to Damasen and grabbed his hand pulling him out of the room.

"We are going to talk about what just happened here!" She hissed.

"Do the horns on my helmet look that bad?" Damasen whimpered.

"Not THAT!" She pulled harder.

"You always get mad at me when we're in this room." Damasen whined as the doors closed behind him.

"That's because you act like an idiot!" Enceladus hissed.

"I'm gonna tell mom, you called me an idiot!" Damasen continued as the doors shut.

***

A column of flame erupted in a small room decorated with wooden shelves, each lined with orbs glowing with different colors.

"Oh woah" The man who emerged from the flames grumbled as he stumbled onto the wooden floor. "Next time let's be a bit more careful about that." He said as he straightened up his coat and looked at the wood surrounding him.

"Now then," Prometheus said as he walked towards an orb along the far left wall, "This is where they are supposed to go."

He grabbed the orb with his right hand and pulled out another from inside his coat with his left. "This is where I want them to go." He said. He placed the orb in his left hand on the shelf and snuck the right one into his coat.

"Now where they're supposed to go is where I want them to go." He said happily as if he'd solved the problem. He dusted his hands and patted himself on the back.

"A true problem solver I am..." His voice trailed off as another column of fire erupted and disappeared, taking him with it.

***

The large doors of Olympus creaked open once more.

"You called?" A giant entered the room. He had a deep scar going through his right eye and stretching down to his neck and his white hair pulled back behind his head. He was wearing a dark green cloak around his body with steel and cloth armor underneath and a long blade at his hips.

"Yes… Striker, you are one of the best trackers we have, find Prometheus and should the child of Zeus be with him then kill him." Porphyrion said with a chuckle, "Do I make myself clear?"

Striker bowed his head then looked Porphyrion in the eyes. "Yes father, I will not disappoint you…" He said as he touched the scar.

A devilish grin grew on Porphyrion's face. "No, no you won't. NOW GO!" He yelled.