"How many bodies have there been?" Natasha asked with her eyes narrowed at the screen.
"That we found?" Coulson replied, "Around 1000…but we estimate it to be three to four times more. Apparently, the monsters usually completely devour the corpses."
[That's fucked up…]
I grimaced again. Potentially 4,000 kids had been eaten in the past few decades simply because they were born Demigods. That number was ludicrous! Not only could the Gods not keep it in their pants at all, but they clearly saw their children as nothing more than disposable tools.
"There's no doubt in my mind that the Greek God could have put a stop to the monsters at any time." I said out loud.
"I agree with you." Fury said. "From talking to Percy and Luke, it's obvious why they didn't. The Gods want to keep the Demigod population in check and they don't want any of them growing too powerful or independent."
"They keep them brainwashed in that camp and when a Demigod becomes older or wiser, they send them on a suicide mission to die." Coulson said.
"Are all of the Greek Gods evil?" Natasha asked.
"We're not sure about that," Fury said. "We will be working on the assumption that that's the case though."
"As far as I know, the only two that don't throw their own children to the wolves should be Hestia and Artemis. Neither of them should even have children since they're both virgin Goddesses." I said.
"Vir–They're thousands of years old!" Coulson sputtered out. Even Fury raised his one eyebrow at me after I said that.
I shrugged. "That's just how some Gods are. You have to remember that at the end of the day, they're fundamentally different from us. They are beings that will go out of their way to reject any kind of change to their existences."
Natasha giggled next to me. "So you're saying that if we asked you to seduce Artemis for information, you wouldn't be able to?" She asked me tauntingly. Her fingers ran up and down my arm playfully.
I knew what she was doing and it wasn't going to work. She was trying to play up to my pride. Of course I'd be able to seduce Artemis! I just didn't know if I'd even want to. She came with thousands of years of baggage, after all, and had one of the most messed up families in existence. If we needed information from her, I wasn't above just soul searching her memories with my Rinnegan.
[That might not be a good idea. She has thousands of years of memories. It could seriously hurt your mind to process all that.]
I clicked my tongue…
"We can get back to that topic later." Coulson said. "Just so you know, Artemis has actually been asking for you specifically, Layla. She refuses to answer any questions from mortals like us." He said the word distastefully.
"Let's focus on the camp and why we're all here first." I said. "So what are your plans, Fury?" I asked the man. What was he going to do about Dozens of young Demigods? The majority of them can't even fight any better than the average man. Children of minor Gods didn't receive any powers from their Godly parents. The kids might end up just a tiny bit stronger and faster than they should be.
That was a crappy trade off for having ADHD, forced dyslexia and monsters hunting them for their whole lives.
Fury looked serious as he clicked the remote more. The pictures on the screen changed to the perimeter of the camp. "In a week, we'll be storming the camp with the help of other Agencies such as the FBI and NSA. The kids will all be taken into protective custody where they will hopefully be put into safe homes. The older teens will of course be given the option to join up with SHIELD in a few years if they so desire."
[There it is.]
Of course Fury wouldn't miss out on the opportunity to get a bunch of enhanced soldiers in his ranks. At least he was respectful enough to leave the decision up to them and wait til they were all adults first. It was still much better than what they would face at the camp I suppose.
"What about the monsters?" Natasha asked him. "And what about the Gods as well. They're not going to take kindly to you taking all of their child soldiers away from them." She was talking from experience.
Fury turned to me. He gave me a grin that I knew meant trouble for myself. "That's true, which is why I'll need Layla here to help with this mission. We're going to need a distraction."
"What kind of distraction?" I asked him.
Fury smirked and walked over to a nearby desk. He opened a drawer and pulled out a very thick stack of paperwork. He handed the pile over to me. I glanced at the top page. "Warrants?" I asked. I flipped through the stack of papers. "You have a warrant here for every single God on Olympus!?" I asked in shock. Was he serious!?
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