Non-Canon Omake: The Little Spider Part 4

Arachne traveled for several hours on the back of Mr. Blueberry.

If any humans saw her, they would have probably seen a young girl riding a bike or a horse, but Arachne was having a fun time.

Getting Mr. Blueberry for her already made this trip worth it. She even considered just heading home and bringing Mr. Blueberry with her, but since she was already here, she figured she’d set out to do what she came here originally for.

The trip perhaps would have been a bit quicker if they had taken major roads and such, but she didn’t want to be bothered with traffic and humans.

While she was by no means like her Aunt Rin and disdained modern technology, she preferred the wilderness and tranquility that came away from civilization.

To an extent.

She was happy in Youkai Kyoto where things were much less noisy and invasive compared to the human world, while also having all the modern conveniences.

She enjoyed camping, hiking, or otherwise exploring remote locations and had no problem ‘roughing it’ for her goals.

But on the flip side, she would get onery if she couldn’t take a warm shower after a week. Nor if she couldn’t take breaks to laze about and just watch mindless television for awhile.

She had a few shows she desperately waited for each week.

That being said, this trip had taken its toll on Mr. Blueberry.

She noticed that he had slowed down a lot to the point where he found the shade of a tree near a small stream and laid.

“Are you tired, Mr. Blueberry?” She quickly got off less she make him uncomfortable and sat down next to him, moving his head to his lap as she rubbed his head. “It’s okay, a take care of you now, you can rest.”

“Moo~”

She was by no means upset by this ‘break’, in fact, she was proud of her Mr. Blueberry!

Giving it some thought, it was probably much harder for him to ‘swim’ on land like he had been doing for so long compared to being in the water.

It only further confirmed her original belief that he was the best pet.

Arachne looked up at the sun, estimating that it was about mid afternoon.

“Do ya want something ta eat, Mr. Blueberry?” She took out a handful of cookies. “….can you eat cookies? If not, a got some other stuff.”

Barely the words left her mouth before Mr. Blueberry’s mouth opened wide and snatched them out of her hand, munching on them happily.

She wasn’t upset, simply smiled and continued to give him rubs on the head.

She took some more snacks out of her storage bracelet and nibbled on them while sharing with Mr. Blueberry until a bit longer passed and he eventually fell asleep on her lap.

Arachne didn’t want to wake him up and decided that a small nap wasn’t bad. She laid her head on his side and quickly fell asleep.

@***@

With a yawn, Arachne opened her eyes. The sun had moved a bit in the sky, and she realized it would be getting dark soon.

Mr. Blueberry woke up by her movements, looking a lot better as he wiggled free and swam around in a circle happily.

He began to nudged her expectantly.

“Are you hungry again?” She furrowed her brow. She did have more food, but most of that was admittedly….snacks. What ‘real’ food she did have, well, she liked to treat it as emergency provisions.

She gave it a thought and came to a decision. “It seems like ya can eat anything. We’re close to the city, we can find something good to eat there. Whateva ya want, you can choose.” She reassured him.

“Moo!”

She happily hopped back on Mr. Blueberry and set off again.

And she was right, mostly because she could smell the stench of the cities’ pollution, but it didn’t take long for them to reach the city limits.

Funnily enough, Mr. Blueberry didn’t seem to mind the smell, or the crowds, or the noise. She questioned if he had been to human cities often, because he maneuvered around the crowds with his large body fairly easily and with obvious experience.

She didn’t direct him, Mr. Blueberry looked like he was looking for something. Every so often, he would seemingly sniff the air – surprising that a fish creature could do so, but she didn’t care to contradict – and he would then turn another direction and keep moving.

That was until they stopped out of a random restaurant that smelled good even to Arachne’s less sensitive nose.

However, she had a feeling that this wasn’t the reason he stopped here due to who walked out just as they arrived.

An Old man with one eye covered stood there, having just stepped outside. Half a sandwich was in his mouth and he was mid bite as he stopped and stared at Arachne and Mr. Blueberry.

Slowly, he began to chew without any other sounds as the two sides stared at one another in silence.

“Moo~” Mr. Blueberry broke the silence, happily looking at the old man.

The Old Man looked at Mr. Blueberry strangely then at Arachne. “Greek?”

“Ya.”

“Parent?”

“Some idiot.”

“That doesn’t narrow it down.” He snorted. “But I could already guess.”

He took a bite of his sandwich, his one eye looking at her closely. After a couple more bites, he tossed it to Mr. Blueberry who without hesitation opened his mouth and swallowed it down, letting out a happy noise.

Arachne blinked, looking at her pet as apparently they knew each other.

“You know what you got there?” He pointed at Mr. Blueberry.

“Mah pet.” Arachne said. “His name is Mr. Blueberry.”

The Old Man blinked once. “…..okay.”

“Moo!”

Arachne nodded as Mr. Blueberry agreed.

“Do you know him?” Arachne asked.

“He comes to our part of the world every now and then. My son is fond of him and likes to challenge him to swim races.” The Old Man shrugged. “Why do you have mastery of Runes?” His eye narrowed.

“Mom taught me.” She said proudly.

“…..Your Greek Parent?” He asked in confusion because he could guess who the girl’s ‘mother’ was.

“No, me mum! Not my Mother.” Arachne said the latter with a more clinical detachment. As if it were just a statement of fact rather than any emotional ties.

The Old Man understood her now. “Her name?” He was curious because not many people inscribed the Old Runes onto their children’s souls in an inheritance ritual.

“Scáthach.” Arache proudly said once again.

The Old Man opened his mouth once then closed it. He decided to take out the second half of the sandwich from the container he was holding and take a bite of it, very slowly. “Not human. Who’s your other parent?”

“Da’s name is Wilhelm.”

The Old Man ran through every figure he knew with that name and was coming up short. He was confused because he knew for certain that she had no human in her, which was strange for Greek Demigods. It was something he didn’t even recognize at first glance, which was especially strange for him.

“Da is the son of Lucifer.” She added, guessing what he wanted.

Once more, the Old Man opened his mouth as if to say something but no words came out.

“….are you going to camp?” The Old Man was familiar with what the Greeks got up to.

“Ya.”

“Alright, have fun.” He chose to turn and walk away.

“Bye, Uncle Odin.” She waved goodbye to him.

The God Odin nearly stumbled at being so bluntly called out, but he quickly made his presence scarce. He didn’t know why she called him Uncle, he didn’t know why she seemingly had his Blessing. He didn’t know why he felt a familiar tug of his trusted Spear from her.

But he was a God of Wisdom, thus he made the wise decision to not get involved with this trainwreck and just watch from the side as the Greeks have to deal with it.

Though Arachne made the mental note to go visit Asgard at some point.

Her and Mr. Blueberry went off on their merry way.

@***@

It had gotten dark as Arachne looked up at the sky.

And it had started raining, a storm had descended, but she knew that it was unnatural. It didn’t seem to be focused on her, so she didn’t put much thought into it.

They weren’t far away, she thought. She had a vague idea of where they were going and there was something strange further ahead, like a large Bounded Field.

She had casted a small spell to keep the rain off herself, and Mr. Blueberry seemed happy to have the extra water falling down.

However, something got her attention that diverted her thoughts away from the camp.

A large and intentional bolt of Lightning dropped from the sky.

The Camp wasn’t going anywhere, she wanted to go see what was going on. Maybe she could find a good fight?

“Mr. Blueberry, let’s go see what’s happening.” She lightly pat his head.

“Moo…” Mr. Blueberry looked hesitant.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Blueberry, a said a would protect ya. A promise that no one will hurt ya.” She reassured him.

She would literally kill anyone who attempted to harm him.

She came upon a strange scene.

A minotaur?

She recognized the monster immediately as it chased after a group of people. What looked like a mother, a son, and….a satyr?

She pursed her lips at the last one due to her previous encounter with a satyr.

But the mother broke off from the other two and tried to divert the attention of the monster away, however it managed to grab her.

Arachne felt a twinge in her heart and already decided to make a move.

However, she blinked as something else happened.

It was phased out of normal space, but someone reached out through the void to attempt to grab her.

Godly.

Her instincts told her that it wasn’t a protective gesture and without a second thought, her spear was summoned and soared through the air.

On the other side, Hades, God of the Underworld, attempt to grab hold of the mortal woman.

He was sure that the son of hers was the one who stole something precious from him. The Monster currently grabbing her was originally sent by him to grab the boy, but taking his mom was good enough a bargaining tool to get back his precious treasure.

However, just as he was about to pull her to the Underworld to hold onto her as a hostage, a red light soared through the air right at him!

He pulled back for the briefest moments out of surprise and could clearly see a rather…peculiar spear nearly try and stab him.

He traced it back to where it came from and saw a young….girl? A Demigod if he guessed correctly, but his eyes widened as she noted what was at her side.

Was that the Ophiotaurus!?

It was enough of a shock that the great god momentarily forgot himself and lost the opportunity to grab the mortal woman.

The Ancient Laws prohibit overt meddling in the affairs of mortals. Now that he had missed his chance, he couldn’t justify acting twice to grab the same mortal under a watchful gaze.

With a furious scowl, he retreated back to the underworld.

The Minotaur, however, was completely oblivious as to what was happening, intending to squeeze the woman into a paste without a second thought as its main target was the delicious smelling Demigod boy it had been chasing.

But before he could flex his strength, like a rocket, a knee was smashed into its nose, sending the Minotaur up off its feet, its grip loosened, and it nearly did a flip before planting back onto the ground.

Arachne slid to a stop, catching the woman before she could hit the ground.

“W-what?” The older woman looked around confused.

“Are ya okay?” Arachne asked, impressed by the woman willing to sacrifice herself for the others.

Like her da, she had a soft spot for good parents.

“Y-yes?” The woman answered still confused.

“Mooo~” Mr. Blueberry swam up, nudging them both happily.

The woman just stood there as Arachne set her back on her feet, not sure what was going on all of the sudden. One moment, she thought she was going to die, the next, she was in the arms of a young girl with…..very pretty hair and eyes and now there was a fish with a bull’s head nudging her playfully.

The Minotaur had recovered, filled with furry as it smelled the newcomer who had hurt it.

Another Demigod.

It felt like it would be eating well tonight.

Arachne didn’t summon her spear back into her hand. She cracked her neck and held her hands up as the Minotaur stomped the ground menacingly before charging at them.

She didn’t look back at the panicking woman, too focused on the monster with a growing feral grin on her face.

She ran at him at full speed and jumped up from her lower position, her elbow swung up under its jaw, nearly making the Minotaur’s eyes roll back and stopped its charge.

Arachne followed up but gracefully landing back onto the ground and dropping low, swinging her leg out and swiping at its own legs, knocking it off balance.

A quick jab snuck at its kidney made saliva shoot out of the monster’s mouth with a roar of pain.

It managed to recover, a testament to its fortitude as it tried to swing its fist at her haphazardly.

Arachne merely grinned as she danced around it and threw a palm at the side of its head and with quick speed, another palm at the opposite side of its head, dazing it as its brain became jumbled.

She released a flurry of punches into its abdomen, its tough hide indented with each blow.

She took her lessons of Pankration from her Uncle Achilles to heart. He always said, the primary goal was to take your opponent down through all means available. Obviously it was a combat style meant for use without a weapon.

Bite her opponents ear off if she could. Gouge their eyes out, Elbow them in the kidney, knee them in the face.

He was very explicit and even Aunt Atalanta agreed with his words!

Like her first attack on the Minotaur, she slammed her knee forward, but it wasn’t his face this time.

The Minotaur let out a silent scream, clutching its groin and falling to the ground.

Thankfully, she didn’t have to see the mess because the monster was wearing white underwear for some reason.

She decided it was wise not to question this.

Arachne raised her leg up and slammed it down on the back of the Minotaur’s head, planting its face further into the dirt.

Lastly, she reached forward and grabbed the two horns of his and ripped them off.

She seemed to recall the legends that the Minotaur was originally killed with its own horns?

She quickly stabbed them into the Minotaur’s head, pointy side down this time. The monster’s suffering finally ended and it turned to dust, leaving the two horns behind.

Arachne smiled at that, she knew that Monsters here turned to dust – for some reason. But she was happy that it left its horns! She couldn’t wait to show her mom and da the prize she took from a legendary monster!

…even if it wasn’t very strong.

She didn’t need to mention that though.

She happily put them away as Mr. Blueberry mooed at her, swimming and nudging her in excitement.

“All done!” She brushed her hands clean with a smile as her Spear returned to her hand from where it had been thrown earlier.

The mortal woman stood there in shock, mouth open just staring at Arachne.

“Any more monsters ya need dead?” Arachne asked.

“…..no?”

“Aww.” Arachne pouted, she barely even got started!

@***@

The woman had introduced herself to Arachne.

One, Sally Jackson.

A human woman who caught the attention of a God, a tail as literally old as humanity.

Arachne didn’t care much about the backstory. But the boy from earlier was in fact her son, and the satyr was there to bring them to camp, so about what she expected when she first arrived.

They walked up over the hill where Arachne fought to see if they could find her son and the Satyr. She did tell them to run, presumedly to the camp, so it was a good chance they had already made it there.

After searching the nearby buildings, there was no sign of either, so Arachne just sand on an abandoned tractor nearby as Sally Jackson wandered around almost lost.

“He’s probably gone already.” She finally said, approaching Arachne again. “I suppose my job is…..done. I don’t know if I would even be allowed to see him now.”

Arachne blinked. “What crock of shite is that?”

“P-pardon?”

“If ya want to go see him, then we go see him. Yer his mum, of course you can see him.” Arachne scoffed. “I’ll take ya there.”

Sally’s eyes widened. “Are humans… allowed?” She whispered.

She didn’t know much, but she didn’t know that it was only a sanctuary for demigods from what her former lover said.

She was always under the assumption that she was basically giving her son up with the potential to never see him again. She didn’t want that of course, but more than anything, she just wanted him to be safe.

It was a sacrifice she would willingly make in a heart beat if it meant her son was safe from the kind of monster that…

Well, that this girl probably only a few years older than her son just beat the ever loving crap out of.

Was that what her son was going to be able to do in a few years?

“Don’t know.” Arachne shrugged.

“You don’t know?” She looked confused. “Didn’t you come from there?”

“Nah, I was on my way there for the first time. Saw something happening, came to take a look.” She said without much care. “Ah will take you there, no big deal.”

Sally Jackson blinked because she was sure that this child was thoroughly trained…right?

Maybe she was just too ignorant about the happenings of what happened in the world.

Arachne didn’t care about any of that nonsense though. She was his mom, and Arachne thought it stupid that a mom wasn’t allowed to see her son, especially a very loving and sacrificial mom like Sally.

Therefore, she decided it was her goal to reunite them, at least for her to say goodbye and to make sure they both know the other is safe.

“Mr. Blueberry can carry both of us.” She pat her pet’s head and he mooed in agreement.

Sally Jackson looked at the now named Mr. Blueberry.

She didn’t question it before but wasn’t that a monster?

…or not.

She was finding out that she really didn’t know much about anything. She decided not to ask one of the many questions she had. Like, why was his name Mr. Blueberry…?

She hesitantly mounted him similar to Arachne and found that it was actually somewhat pleasant as the strange creature started moving.

Sally had ridden horses before, and it was a lot smoother than that.

And she had thought she would have gotten wet as there seemed to be a bubble of water around the very noticeable fish monster, but she wasn’t getting wet at all.

It didn’t take long for them to reach the Bounded Field that Arachne discovered previously.

She put a hand on it when they got close and could make out some parameters of it. It seemed to allow Divinity and rejected anything else.

That made sense, to protect against both humans and monsters.

It was a nice barrier.

Oh well.

Her hand became enveloped with the Power of Destruction and she rent a person-sized hole in the barrier.

Somewhat flippant in approach, but she was sure the barrier would mend itself rather quickly.

“Ma’am, this way.” Arachne gestured.

Sally Jackson looked, she couldn’t see the ‘barrier’ before, but now that it had been apparently torn open by some black flames the strange girl manifested, it was barely visible around the edges of the hole to her eyes.

She hesitantly stepped in to follow after the young girl who seemed to keep marching forward with a charismatic confidence.

The cow-fish thing was right next to her.

They didn’t get in very far before rustling disturbed some of the foliage and a large figure jumped out with a haste.

“Who – Miss Jackson?”

“…Hello, Mr. Brunner.” She greeted back.

Arachne just raised a discerning eyebrow as she inspected the centaur.

“….It’s Chiron, actually.” He coughed. “You don’t seem surprised….clear sighted?”

“Yes.” Sally answered pointedly.

He recalled the times he had interacted with her when playing the part of her son’s teacher and hiding his true form as a Centaur.

“Ah….I should have known that. You did a good job of hiding it during the parent-teacher conferences…” Chiron then paused as if realizing the situation. “How did you get in here?”

“Um…”

“A let her in.” Arachne said.

“And how did you let her in?” Chiron questioned.

“A opened a hole.” Arache said nonchalantly.

Chiron’s mouth gaped for a moment. “you…opened a hole?”

“Yes.”

Chiron didn’t know what to make of this girl. “Sally, what’s…..can you explain what’s going on? We just received Percy and he passed out from exhaustion and Grover gave a summary of events, but they both seemed confident that you…died.”

Sally looked at Arachne. “She saved me.”

“A saw her with the monster, figured I would help.” Arachne smiled. “The Minotaur wasn’t very strong though.”

Chiron blinked at her blunt words, filling in the blanks based on what he knew, but before he could question her next his eyes landed on the thing next to her.

“Is that the Ophiotaurus!?” He blurted out in shock.

“Moo~”

“His name is Mr. Blueberry.” Arachne said firmly. “And don’t you have any thoughts, I’ll kill anyone who tries to hurt him.” She warned.

Chiron was someone old, experienced. He had survived many ages, tutelage under the gods, and often was brought up to Olympus to meet the exalted figures.

And that being said, he was at this moment, bewildered and speechless.

Arachne though was happy!

Her uncle Achilles only had good things to say about his teacher. And even aunt Atalanta and aunt Medea only praised him as good, honorable and skilled!

Chiron at this point realized with the apparent reveal of the Bane of Olympus that things were significantly beyond his pay grade.

Despite the many questions he had, he decided to let their esteemed Count Director handle things.

“Please…follow me then…I guess.” He never had an uninvited Human enter the camp before, so there actually wasn’t any real precedence on how to handle her.

Thankfully, the had more than enough room. And truthfully, he wasn’t so cold hearted as to send her out especially with her son thinking she’s dead.

The lives of Demigods were tragic enough, at the very least, small acts of kindness were not beyond him.

Once they passed the tree line and the forestry area, it opened up to a large valley.

Arachne drank the sight in with her eyes. Despite it being dark with a storm looming overhead, her eyes could see it clearly.

They were standing at the precipice of a large cliff, and down below there were many buildings, obviously of Greek architecture from a glance. There was even a coliseum replica down there!

And at the side, was that a volcano?

She looked up and saw a Pegasus fly overhead.

“This way, the Camp Director is in the Big House. We’ll give you a proper tour after meeting him.”

Arachne nodded even if she wanted to immediately get to the fun bits, it was important to be polite in someone elses home.

The big house, he mentioned was the only house on this cliff, overlooking everything else.

A large, several story and old-looking house.

They walked right inside along with Mr. Blueberry to see a man sitting at a table, drinking a cup of coffee.

He stopped mid sip to look at us.

There was a beat of silence as he didn’t speak.

Chiron cleared his throat. “Mr. D, this is….a new camper of ours.” He gestured to Arachne, deducing she was a Demigod even if it wasn’t said outwardly.

Not to mention, he recognized the color of her eyes, it was a rather dead giveaway 99.9% of the time.

“Why is there a human here?” Mr. D suddenly asked.

Arachne wasn’t fooled by his ‘normal’ appearance. She knew a God when she saw one!

“….Her name is Sally Jackson, she’s the mother of Percy whom I brought about an hour ago.” Chiron explained.

The God didn’t seem to really care, even if both Chiron and Sally swallowed nervously.

“You know the rules, they get a three-day pass, no more. I don’t need pops breathing down my neck about showing any favoritism.” He waved his hand flippantly. “If I see any humans here after three days, the lake is getting new dolphins.”

Chiron didn’t really get a word in to properly explain her presence, but wisely chose not to elaborate.

“Now.” The god set down his mug with a strange gaze. He looked at Mr. Blueberry with a look of acknowledgement of its existence. He pointed at it as if he wanted to say something and then shook his head with a sigh. “And I’m already going to have a headache, and I don’t even know your name yet, wonderful. I think this might be a new record.” He was clearly referring to Arachne. He took his coffee up and took a sip of it.

“Mah name is Arachne Uathach Schweinorg.” She introduced herself without reservation.

Mr. D – also known as the god Dionysus spit out his coffee as she said her name

Like Chiron, he wasn’t stupid, he immediately noticed her eyes and the vast majority of demigods with that eye color belong to one specific goddess.

It took only a brief moment but the God of Madness started laughing.

@***@

A/N

Arachne finally arrives at Camp Halfblood, and nothing will go wrong at all!