51 Fates be sealed (1/2)
”Are you ready to go pup?” Orion asked as he stepped out of the front doors of the bar.
Russ lifted his head enough to shoot the larger man an irritated look. ”Don't call me that.” He snarled.
Orion arched his brow before folding over into an elaborate bow, ”My apologies, Your Majesty. Please tell me how I may properly lick your ass, my prince.”
Russ pushed up to his feet, ”You're an asshole, you know that…”
Orion lifted his head a deviant grin spread across his handsome face, ”You have no idea, kid.” He took large strides to catch up then pass Russ, ”But don't take my word for it… ask your girlfriend. She can tell you…” He shot Russ a suggestive grin, ”Well she can tell you pretty much EVERYTHING about me.” He winked before turning back to the vehicles lining the parking lot. He walked over to an antique ford pickup.
Russ snarled up his nose, ”You have to be kidding me?!” He motioned from Orion to the truck with his hand, ”YOU drive THAT?” His nose snarled more as his eyes landed on a large rusted area around the bottom of the truck bed.
Orion shrugged his shoulder as he ran his hand across the hood of the truck, ”What? I bought her new the last time I was here in the states.” His finger grazed a rough spot in the paint and his expression fell, ”The years of storage hasn't been kind to you, has it ol' girl.”
Russ arched his brow as he crossed his arms across his chest, ”Do you need me to give you two some privacy?”
Orion sent Russ a sly smile, ”No need… I didn't give you and Jos privacy over the past several months…” Orion's smile widened as rage overfilled Russ, forcing the boy's body to shudder with an impending shift. Russ sprang at Orion in a well-directed leap, but before he could make contact Orion grabbed him mid-air and slammed him hard against the ground. He smiled down at Russ while Russ struggled to regain the breath that was knocked out of him. He held a single finger up in front of Russ's face, ”Lesson number one, boy… Don't come at a Demigod in some half-assed drunken temper-tantrum.” He stood up, extending his hand to Russ. ”You'll lose every time.”
Russ took his hand, and once he was fully upright, he brushed off his shorts. ”You said that just to provoke me, didn't you?”
Orion met Russ's glare with a snarky smile, ”Yes… But it doesn't change the truth in the words.” Orion turned back to the truck and popped the door open. ”Get in Pup, you have much to learn.”
Russ slumped past Orion like a scorned puppy and waited quietly in the cracked leather seat as Orion shut the door and walked over to the driver's side. He studied the large man. He was mammoth of a man, reaching every bit of 6'6” or taller. Three large scars ran parallel along the base of his hairline, his intelligent brown eyes emitted an intimidating blind of knowledge and power. The intricate tattoo sleeving out his arms told his story with his father's seal resting proudly upon his biceps.” There was no doubt, this was Orion. 'The Hunter', slayer of monsters, trainer of beasts… son of Poseidon. Russ watched as the man climbed into the cab and struggled to start the cranky old engine. ”Did you really know Jos?” He bit out in jealous irritation.
The corner of Orion's lips turned up into a nostalgic smile as he continued to struggle with the old truck, ”I did…”
Russ let out a growl as he turned his attention away from the man beside him and out the passenger window.
When the motor finally fired up, Orion looked Russ over then chuckled, ”She definitely has a type… wouldn't you say?”
Russ snarled his lip, unwilling to look at the man beside him. ”I supposed we do share similar… physical attributes… but I really don't see anything past that…” he could see Orion's reflection in the glass of the window as the man sent him a questioning smile.
”Really? You think that's all?” Orion asked skeptically.
Russ finally turned toward the man sending him a menacing scowl, ”You mean other than all three of us being assholes of supernatural proportions?”
Orion laughed out loud, ”Good one kid, ya know this may not be so bad after all. I think I'm going to like you.” His face turned serious though as he navigated his way off the island. ”That's not what I meant though…” He sent Russ a questioning look, ”Even now, meeting me… finding out we knew each other… You don't find it… ironic?”
Russ furrowed his brow, completely baffled, ”No, what do you mean?”
Orion arched his brow, ”You don't find it odd that the last three men she has dated have been powerful both as supernatural creatures but also politically?”
Russ continued to look confused, ”No I don't… What do you mean 'politically and supernaturally'?”