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Knowledge is nothing

It was several weeks later, I was still in the mansion in Belle Air, security was tight. There were 3 events and security took care of it. The second one was shouting about the rights of the press, but the Myrmidon Protectors took care of it and I was doubtful if that man would ever try to drop in again. There was an event with a drone, but it was clear that they had dealt with that too. They used some kind of a bazooka net with winch. The drone was captured ripped asunder and the camera was utterly destroyed. What was left had been thrown away. For me it was a different setting. It stated with a night of sex and that continued for 75 hours. I thought that I was done after 48 hours, I had coitused the hell out of Lachesis, but she merely smiled and teased me with ‘Is the little boy tired?’ That got to me and I renewed the effort with a lot more sex. And after 75 hours I still was not tired, which was weird. I was no virgin and the women were definitely not complaining, but I never considered myself ‘thrust-hound of the century’ I was above average and that was about it, but now, now there was no stopping me, never tiring and never flaccid. I had come well over a dozen times and still Lachesis was ready for more. Well that was a bit of a game changer, the tiring part was part of the bliss and it was gone. After I came again I stopped and walked to the window. She looked at me and she was not smiling. “I learned a few things. We need to talk over breakfast” I looked at her and nodded. I walked out in a bathrobe I saw Patrick. “Breakfast on the terrace in 15 minutes please” he nodded and walked off. I had a shower in the master bedroom and got dressed. I walked to the terrace and breakfast was being placed, a large breakfast with all kinds of goods, some I had not seen before. Lachesis arrived a minute later and looked at the table and sat down. Coffee, tea and orange juice was served “Leave us” she said and the servants walked away. I sat down.

“You are a new odd duck”, the stretch between mortal and god is large, the Demi gods are roughly half way. You were somewhere between 60 and 70 percent. Now with the Perses trial you are somewhere between 70 and 80 percent, but only to some extent, parts of you are more Olympian. You were fully Olympian, but that was taken away and you were made mortal for reasons I do not know. Zeus was once really clear, you were mortal but we were not allowed to cut your line. An almost unnatural immortal. Now that void is filled with the energy of Perses and your cells are rejuvenating, but there is Also a danger. I looked at her wondering what she meant. It was one of the more lovely tasks I ever took. During the sex there were three moments when you almost lost control of your emotions and you became more than hot, this means that you can never lose control with a mortal, she would burn to a crisp in seconds. Thee are also more changes. You are near impossible to be killed like most Olympians, but that also means that you need to keep control of anger and other feelings, they are still mortal in foundation and you could destroy an army single handedly, but that would put you on the radar of the wrong people. “What can I do?” I asked. Well for now, here is safe. You are away from people and in the next month or so you will have more control. You were never a people person and that works for you, but their emotions will more easily grab you. You were mortal for a long time. You still are mortal, you are just really hard to kill at present. You should not walk into an active volcano, but beyond that you can survive pretty much anything. 

But there is a new test coming. Not yet, the exact time is not known, but it will be in the near future. This is a different fight and you need to understand what happened. Long ago Oceanus and Poseidon had a fallout. Oceanus who remained neutral in the titan war was left alone, but something happened and set off the feud between Oceanus and Poseidon, it came to blows and at the bottom of the ocean these two had a battle, Poseidon lost and was imprisoned at the bottom of the ocean, now the oceans need protection Poseidon is not there to protect the seas, Oceanus was never one for protection and they are unaware of the damage here. Their feud is still going on and Poseidon is kept in his prison on the ocean floor. We do not know how it is done, as the water is the realm of Poseidon, but Oceanus is equally master of the seas and much stronger. So we need to end this but we do not know how it is ended, this is where you come in. This will not be a fight, it will be more diplomacy with a difference. This is a task you must think your way out of, it might be the only way to do it. They are at the bottom of the ocean somewhere in the Atacama Trench that is as much as we know. It is 8135 meters deep, it is 5,900 km long and 64 km wide, so good luck finding them there. You should be able to get there as you are close to invulnerable, but do not get arrogant. These two are masters there and either could attack you, we know nothing of the prison what it looks like and how it stops Poseidon. All things that could be an issue, as it can stop Poseidon it could possibly kill you, so be careful. We have no idea what you will face there and running in now is folly. The sapphire will give you some powers over water, but at the depth you will be at, we will not know how effective it will be, we will take the boat and go towards Guam and the The Challenger Deep. It will be 11000 meters deep, so a good point to see how deep you can go, if you can get to the floor there, you should be OK in the Atacama Trench. I looked at her and wondered what he could do. It is another test and one that was weird to say the least. I never much liked water. I had nothing against it, but I felt some natural dislike of water, other than a bathtub or a shower that was. I never really enjoyed a swimming pool, although a hot tub was at times relaxing and nice. 

But that was for another day. For now he would consider what his options were and left the table for the study, watch some TV, brood on what this all was, because I had the distinct feeling that this was more than a test and Lachesis wasn’t telling him everything, but the problems was not what she was telling me, it was what she wasn’t telling me and that part was worrisome on more than one level.

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Heat is faster, you could catch cold

It was several hours later when I stopped walking around the lava pool. I had no idea what to do next. I had stared normally, I had stared with my Olympic vision and I had no clue what would be required next. It was like there was a door, but I had no idea what the key would be. I summoned my bident. I stared at the new collar, the words were in a language I did not know. Even as the symbols were clearly greek, the words made no sense. Perhaps Olympian was ancient Greek? I saw the writings around the gemstone sockets and they made even less sense to me. I was wondering what I was missing. I looked at the Lava pool and no idea came forward. As I walked another circle around the pool, I saw the small puddle next to the pool. It was next to the pool, but it was a mere 40 cm across. It was smooth as glass and the red hot lava was there. Should I try a finger, or a toe? The idea of scorching off a limb was not appealing, yet the puzzle had to be solved. I saw a darker stone in the small pool. Perhaps that was a hint? I moved towards the side and aimed the bident so that I could scoop up the stone. I was decently certain the bident could stand the heat, at least for a few seconds. And I pressed the bident to scoop the stone and something weird happened. As the bident hit the lava, the lava lost its hear remarkably fast, it turned dark and even as I was aiming for the stone, the entire puddle had turned to stone. I pulled the bident out and tried to touch the tine as fast as possible to test the heat. It was remarkably cold, I slowly did it again, but a little slower this time around. The bident was hardly warm. This was unforeseen and now the lava pool became a different challenge. I went to the side of the pool and pushes the Tynes in for merely a second. Not much happened, there was some darkening, and the Tynes were cold. I walked around the pond and did this again and again. When I was about a dozen stabs further, the lava did change. It turned to black stone and formed a small path towards the centre. I cautiously took a step, the heat from the lava was not felt on the black path, and as I walked on it, I stabbed the lava at the end of the path again and the path continued. I followed the path and now there was something different. The path went into the lava like a corkscrew, the rest of the lava was unchanged and did not move, but the path now went down into the lava. I followed the path and soon I was surrounded by lava following a path down slightly steeper now and still in a corkscrew motion. I walked faster not knowing what would happen when the path would resort to its natural state, I would not like that impact as such I hastened and  as I walked down I ended up in a new pool and that path took me to the side, I walked onto the new path, and looked around and then the path turned back to lava, the path up vanished too, now I was looking towards something that represented and hourglass made from lava. The centre lava pillar was not moving, but was now solid lava. It seemed that this puzzle was solved, so what would be next? 

The room had merely one exit and that was nothing less than mind-boggling. As I walked through that corridor I ended on some marble balcony. And looking down I saw what I assumed would be Perses. Like a person made of stone, veins of lava and his arms were shackled, his arms were in some sort of vambraces of a metal I could not recognise. The shackles were clasped around them and made of the same stuff. These shackles were tied around pillars of thick marble, like unfinished slabs 5 metres high and a circumference of about 3 meters, the shackles were wound well over a dozen times around each pillar. The legs were set in marble, or better stated someone has created a slab between the two legs and massive slabs around the outside of every leg. The were held together by an even larger slab with a deepening that went around all slabs. It seems to me that it made movement impossible. I had no idea how long this had been going on or even if this was Perses, but if it was, he would be extremely dangerous. I looked over the balcony and saw there was nothing but a 20 meter drop, I looked around to see if there was any hidden traps. I saw none and I used the bident to float down. Suddenly I got the feeling that Perses was aware of me. He was sniffing the air “Hades?” One word was all I heard. He was not doing anything, but he seemed massively defiant. Even ow, after millennia, he was still a power that would not ease up ever. He did not look up, the voice of him was everywhere, “Hades!” And waves of colours came from him, but these waves were not harmless, they were scorching hot. I held the bident in front of me and it stopped a lot of that heat, but not all heat. I suddenly had an idea. I rushed over and I was suddenly aware that Perses was rather large and these marble blocks were not there for decoration. I moved so that I kept almost behind him, but not completely. I pushed the bident on him, I tried to stab him with it, but his skin was not budging and my bident was not the bident of Hades, so it would be weaker, but something did happen. Whatever allowed him to push the waves out were now rushing into my bident and I suddenly noticed that the ruby was shining more brightly, more importantly it had grown, it was slightly larger than the other stones now, in addition to that some of the writing was a lot more distinct and some of the words were now purple, the were shining and it also had an effect on me. It was weird, I wanted to scream, but it was not pain, merely massive waves of discomfort. And as the discomfort passed I felt stronger, I felt that I was able to see more, or better stated I saw what I could not before. At the edge of the room were large statues, all broken, like soldiers no longer able to perform their function. The waves went through me and I suddenly felt aware of more. I walked towards one of the statues. I touched it with my bident, the statue formed back to its original setting. It was a greek hoplite, the statue moved and it bowed to me, it pushed its spear against Perses. Something similar happened, but not as strong as I had done. I did the same exercise and I reformed the second statue, it bowed too and did the same as the first, but from a different angle. I was able to restore the other two hoplites too. Now the image was complete. 4 hoplites were draining Perses, they must have done this for millennia. And as the 4 were draining Perses, I drained him a little more. I saw the lava veins turn darker. I stopped, because I had no idea what would happen if Perses died, for one Hecate would most likely become my sworn enemy and that is something I really did not need. I had no idea how she felt about Perses, but it was her daddy, so there would be a consequence. I waited for a few more hours, there were no further waves, more importantly Perses seemed a lot less defiant, a lot less powerful and the 4 hoplites had a stern look of duty, like they knew that something had happened and it could never happen again. I was looking at the balcony high above and I wondered how I could climb up, I was about to walk towards the sides, but now I started to float up, that was new! I floated up faster than I floated down before and in seconds I was where I never could go before. So that was my reward? I walked back and as I went back to the place I arrived, I touched the lava with my bident, and the path was more complete and shaped a lot faster. I moved up and I did so a lot faster, it seemed that my body had received a rather large input of energy. I was back in less than half the time and from there I moved back to the entrance. The rocks moved apart and I emerged from where I was. There was no one around. I started to walk back to the car when I saw a large pebble. I picked it up and as I did, the pebble crumbled between my fingers. I was a lot stronger than ever before. I looked around and I saw no one. I hit a piece of rock in the ground and it shattered. So there was a consequence, and this one was bothering me, this might happen unintentionally, so I had to take extra care not to get over enthusiastic. I walked back to the car and drove off, back to the house in California. 

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Places that are not ever there

I followed the direction given to me and this time I was a lot more cautious, I did not want to get spotted by another crew. And that did not happen. It was almost an hour later when I got close to Glennville. It was like any other town under threat of fire, nothing looked out of the ordinary, the flames were not close to this place but there was some kind of pressure, most people might not notice it, only attuned people and those in tune to their surroundings would and I could see the dogs were cautious and scared, they were frightened, but they seemingly did not know why, merely that there was something to fear, and they did fear, growling to anyone near them, even their own owners, although they did not growl too much at them, but the people knew the animals were afraid and they all blamed the fire, but that did not seem to be the real reason. As he was looking with his Olympian abilities he saw nothing stand out and then it all changed, like waves of water, but they were invisible and it merely seemed like water, but it was not, it wasn’t even air, it was not felt, merely seen. Waves of green, purple, red and yellow. Mixed, separate and cascading,  it was highly surreal and even if anyone else could see it, like him they had no clue what they were seeing. I noticed that the waves were emanating from the other side of town, more importantly a little beyond the town and they were spreading out, and then I also noticed the grass on the other part of town catching flames. I could not be certain that sparks did this, but I felt certain that the people would blame sparks. I parked the car out of view, not hidden, but this is the kind of place that under the situation might be weary of any strangers, so why advertise? I walked around the outside of the town, I was noticed but people took no notice of me, I was away from any issue and any of their belongings. It made sense and I got to the other side 20 minutes later. I was closer to where I expected I had to be and it took close to an hour before the next wave came. I was indeed closer to the centre but it was a little more to the North West. I was close to where I needed to be, but there was nothing but solid rock and ground here. I looked around to see anything at all and nothing was visible. But then I felt something in my bones. It reminded me of the first time the Bident came to life and I looked around and saw nothing, not in any view and I summoned it. I now noticed that the ruby was a lot more shiny and bright than it ever was before. Then the next wave came and the Ruby pretty much screamed the red and flared up. As did the points of my bident. I saw where the wave emanated from and I hit the rock with the points. The rock split apart like it was divided, and only my Olympian view noticed the difference, my normal sight saw the rock as a whole. The opening was large enough to enter and I did. It was a steep decent, but it could be walked and I did that. It was a decent of 200-250 meters. And as I went down, the opening behind me faded and the rock closed again. I continued down and relied on my Olympian vision, which was a lot more useful than night vision. I also noticed that the rocks were warm to the touch, not hot, but definitely warm. 

The decent ended in a small hall, the hall had two shafts going down, diagonally but very step, not something one could walk, but with the bident I had no need for ropes. I looked at the shafts, and then the waves came again. One was only red, the others were all the other colours. It seemed that I had to take the red road, but I waited for a moment, I studied the ruby. I pointed in either direction, but the ruby did not react. I wondered if there was a trap involved, there usually was with things like this and I pondered what direction to go. It. Took a few seconds and I took the red path. 

The decent was simple, it was non revealing and non issues came my way. But there was a clarity here. Everything had a red glare, yet was not really hot, merely warm. I looked around and I saw nothing of notice. Had I taken the wrong path? I looked closely at the stones, the rocks and then I noticed a small shimmer, a small irregularity in the stones, I almost missed it, even my Olympian sight was clearly limiting in this place. But then I focussed not on the colour or the stones, I focussed on the shadows, the shadows gave the light a different stage and the one place that should not show any shadow has the smallest of lines, a line of shadows and I pushed the bident in. The path that it created was different, the floor was pitch black, the sides were red and I kept to the sides as much as possible, I did not fear the darkness but this is not a place where you trust the place that has no light, that much was clear and as I got to the end if that path I was in a new small hall, with one shaft going down. It was less step but a much longer way down and I glided down until the end of the shaft only to see a red glow and now it was a different stage, some kind of lava pool with a path around the pool. I floated to the edge of the pool and landed on the path around it. I walked around the pool and saw nothing that stood out, the lava was beckoning, but this was not a time to test whether I was lava proof, I might not like the answer to that specific riddle. 

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There was that idea

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I had only left that barn 2 minutes earlier when an idea hit me. I slammed on the breaks and turned around. It was less than a minute when I returned to the barn. I walked into the shop and grabbed a kart to the left. The man saw me come in and looked at me wondering what I was up to. I rolled straight to the water stack. I grabbed 20 packs with 24 bottles and shelled over the $200 it amounted to. He looked at me. I stated that I heard that provisions aren’t reaching them. They have been working all day. He stopped me. “Wait!” I wondered what he had in mind. He came back with logs, or so they looked. I can only keep them for 2-3 more days. These are black pepper cake logs. Not the worst and they will have a filled stomach. Take them, he grabbed a box and threw in a few knives. These are old, don’t care what happens to them. I started to load up the car with water and cake. Well, we will let them eat cake too I thought. I closed the hatch. Brought the kart back. “Go bring it to them, you are a good man!”

I got into the car and drove off as fast as I could. I had returned the turnaround point in 30 seconds. I turned to the right and got towards the point I needed to go. It was less than an hour later when I saw a patrol car wave me down. He looked at me. I pointed at the back. Food and water for the firemen. He looked at the stack of water and waved me to go on. “Have you seen them? I asked” “Nah, I have only been here for about an hour. They are about 10 miles north of here” I nodded and drove off. It was more like 7 miles on when I saw firemen on a hill, some kind of small tent. I drove up the hill on a rough path towards the tent. I had a great view, it was a good idea. The firemen looked at me, wondering what I was about. “No press, no press” they shouted. I got out and walked to the back. I opened the door and got two trays of water. Food and drinks from the Red barn. You can use it I reckon. They looked like parched toddlers. I reckoned that water was gone and they were decently starving. I got the box of cakes and knives. Here is some food, it is not great, but it should keep in the heat. They lunged for the food. They were indeed starving. They were not complaining. How much? One asked. It’s on the house I stated, I even sounded magnanimous. I glanced at the flames all over the place. It was then that I saw something different, something was off, but it was not here or by the lake, more to the left. The flames were not the same, but only I could see that, my Olympian gaze gave me more, The flames had a green and purple shine and those two shines were outstretching past the flames. “What is that to the left?” He looked and looked into the distance. Another fire, I reckon it is around Glennville a community in Kern County, why? Just curious I said. Anymore troops in the wild down there. I casually pointed in the lowlands towards Glennville. He pointed a little more to the left. There is a team of 5 working, I grabbed a log a knife and put it on the stack of water I still had. From the second pile I grabbed two more packs. And handed them over. I will bring them food and drinks too. Why is provisions so bad? I asked. Something about the truck breaking down. “I think I head that on the radio, but I wasn’t sure. So we decided to not take chances and here is the water and a log or two. Will more people come back here? The firemen nodded. I handed over two more trays and closed the door. The man nodded, the others were still eating like famished vultures nodding and putting their thumbs up. I had to admit, this kind of dedication was well appreciated, and if I could make a difference for them, I would. I drive down the track and turned right, in the general direction. I saw a path branching to the left and I took it. It was 5 minutes later when I saw the group of men, clearly exhausted and they looked weirdly at my car, clearly a car that is not often seen in these places. I opened the backdoor and took out a tray, with the log and knife on top. The man clearly saw the water. They walked towards me. “Can we help you?” I just came from the tent, they told me where you 5 were. Here is a tray of water and a log of black pepper cake. Not the greatest, but if you are hungry, you will not care. They all nodded, but it was clear that the water was what they needed. 24 bottles would go well over these 5 people. I handed over the stuff. Can I get to Glennville this way? The man looked at each other. Yes, it should get you there, just hold left with every branch you see and you should be good. Do not stray off the paths and roads, getting stuck in these places is a death sentence. I nodded and drove off, time to see why the flames around Glennville were different. 

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To the other side we go

The next day was one of highs and lows. The high was breakfast which was pretty much the best one I have had in several days and I was considering having a second one. I decided on another coffee and merely pondered the events of yesterday. The trip was not a concern, the new job awaiting me was not a concern either, but a nice change of steps. What was a concern was whatever was in California. I was aware of Perses, but only in a limiting way. He was with Asteria the parents of Hecate, but that was about all I knew. Hesiod had written something, but I had forgotten it, I needed to reread those works, or ask someone I knew. But that did not seem like a good idea at present. I went back to Iraklion airport and flew to Paris, it was the earliest flight I could get. De Gaulle to LAX was simple enough and I only had to wait 4 hours. The nice part was that I had a first class ticket, which meant that the lounges were open to me. 

As expected, these French were proud of their culinary achievements, and Air France was willing to share that experience. If breakfast in Crete was great, the snacks and drinks in De Gaulle were nothing short of amazing. The 4 hours and being armed with a few magazines went rather fast. There was an announcement and I walked to the gate to get on the plane. Getting there and on board was easy enough. The smiling flight attendant was a nice bonus and as I went into first class, the idea of sinking into my seat and getting some more sleep was a rather nice idea. I was certain that I wouldn’t be getting any in California.

Part 1
The arrival t LAX was interesting. It was my first time and as I was about to seek a taxi when I noticed a man with an EIB plate. I walked up to the man, he was holding an iPhone and looking like he was comparing it. He showed the image, a picture 3-4 years old. I nodded. His hand gestured to follow him. He walked in a stern stride, not too fast, not too slow. We walked out and towards a large dark Lincoln. He opened the back door for me, I got in. He pointed to the left side “Ouzo and raki”, he pointed to the right of the door “Ice water and orange juice”. He slowly and cautiously closed the door. I grabbed a glass of ice water. The car drove off into the late morning, towards wherever I was going to go. 

It was almost 2 hours later when we stopped at a gate, the gate opened and we entered the driveway. The house was amazing, like nothing I had ever seen before. There was a man waiting at the door. “Good morning Sir, I am the Major Domo. I hope you will keep me on?” I nodded. “Very well sir.” He went on explaining the house and showing the spaces. The office took me by surprise, very spartan, just the way I like it. There was some art on the walls, not really my kind of stuff, but still decent. The nude n the master bedroom however was exquisite. It was an oil painting of a girl standing in front of a window. Her transparent gown down to her hip and her back was turned to the observer. It made me stare at the sea she was staring at through a white window. It was lovely. I could not decipher the autograph. I wonder if the previous owner ever knew the woman. 

I walked back into the living room and into the kitchen. I checked the fridge. “More fruit-juices and ice water please” Patrick the major domo nodded. I looked at the rest, it as all predictable and it was all I had seen before. “I am resting in the office” “Very well Sir” I walked away. There were things to consider. The fires were on the news, but they were all over the place. More than 30,000 fires over millions of acres. It would take time to figure out where to go next, but there was time for that, the TV in the office was big and very sharp. I watched CBS2 and KCAL9 most of the time, they gave me more of the fire information. I had to look into the fire brigade. To find one place in over 30,000 was going to take some time and a lot of effort. But that was for later. I had to learn a lot more on Perses and more important, how he was fuelling the fires in the first place.

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