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Percy's POV
"Percy Jackson!" A thunderous voice boomed. Under any other circumstance, this would have caused a yellowish puddle to form beneath each of the demigods. However, this occasion was a joyous one.
Tyron had already received his 'stick' and is showing it off to his fellow cyclop friends as if he was a child waking up after Christmas Eve. It was a pretty comical sight considering you were seeing a bunch of Cyclops crowded around him and making occasional 'oohs' and 'aahs' as he showed them the 'high quality stick'. To me, I couldn't care less for the stick that Tyron received, but seeing my half brother so happy about something is heartwarming. I couldn't help the smile that crept upon my face.
Zeus snapped me out of me reverie by clearing his throat loudly. I quickly turned my head in his direction to find a frown on his face. To say that I was embarrassed was an understatement and I immediately blushed a deep shade of red. It didn't help that I heard a few of the female goddesses and Annabeth giggle at my plight.
Artemis POV
My fingers itched… They itched so uncontrollably. They itched to draw an arrow from my quiver and shoot it straight through that fucking idiot's head. I watched that lumbering, disfigured, idiotic creature they call Tyson walk in front of us. If it wasn't for the fact that he helped us fight off Kronos's army, then I would have killed him for sure.
Just last week one of his race killed a hunter during one of our hunts. Sure, it wasn't a Cyclops, but it was still a Laistrygonian Giant, a close relative. To me, it was close enough.
I watched as my father grant him a wish. ANY wish. Usually, anyone that wasn't an idiot would have asked for something grand. Like godhood or something… but nooo that idiot asked for a club… and to finished off the picture, he doesn't even know what a club is called. I face palmed, but immediately noticing my mistake I quickly regained my composure. I saw my sister Athena give me a disapproving look. I blushed a tiny bit because of this.
Contrary to popular belief, I am still not used to courtly occasions. I spent most of the time in the wild hunting down rogue monsters and hanging out with my hunters. We interact with each other as if we were a family but my real family, the Olympians, acted like we were all court officials. Well… technically we were, but we didn't have the bond that ties family members together.
I stopped my musing when I heard my father yell, "Percy Jackson!" He's using his powers to enhance his voice again. I rolled my eyes; he was always one to show off.
I looked towards Perseus, expecting him to run forwards and claim his reward just like a typical male. Instead, I find him looking at his half brother lovingly(Brotherly type, please -,- I may be perverted enough to make Aphrodite proud but not to that extent).
I felt guilty for wanting to kill the damn Cyclops all of the sudden and I don't know why. I suddenly developed a soft spot for that Cyclops.
I looked back at Perseus. What he did next caused my heart to flutter. A delectable smile graced his face when he saw Tyson laugh. How can a smile be so full of love? If only if it was directed at me.
Come to think of it. Perseus is the only man that I can tolerate. He took the sky off my shoulders when I was captured. That look… I was too weak to snarl at him when I saw him. I mistook his sad look as contempt. The moment that he spoke, I realized that I was wrong, so very wrong.
Flashback
"Lady Artemis, let me take this burden. Please, let me take it. You shouldn't suffer anymore."
"You wouldn't last a second. If the sky falls our world will be crushed." I snapped. I didn't trust a male to hold this responsibility. He was probably doing this so that he would have leverage to use against me later on.
"I know you don't trust me, but your hunters need you." At this point he was practically begging, "Please, my friends need your help. I won't be able to stand it if they died because I wasn't able to gain your trust. I trust, no, I know that you can defeat Atlas and save my friends and your hunters. Save Annabeth." A lone tear managed to fall from he sea green eyes. He said the last part in a whisper, but sincerity was literally dripping from it.
I was at a loss for words. He cared about his friends and my hunters. I convinced myself that the only reason I let him help me was because of his friends and my hunters. "Fine." Was all that I can bring myself to say.
I watched as he stood beside me. He was wise enough to stand at a comfortable distance away from me as he put his shoulders up against the sky. "My Lady, my life is yours. Please, just save Annabeth. I couldn't stop them from capturing her." He didn't complain, or cry out when I started let the sky fall from my shoulders and onto his. He fell on one knee when almost all of the weight was transferred onto him.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked with a hint of worry in my voice.
"My lady, … go…" He croaked. "Don't worry about me," he said as he spat out some blood.
I nodded grimly and let the rest of the weight fall upon his shoulders. I couldn't understand. How did he have the willpower to hold up the sky, when any other mortal, much less a man, would have been crushed by that burden? Then I saw him looking at Annabeth with a longing look in his eyes.
If any man can be the epitome selflessness and love then it would be Perseus in that moment.
I felt a pang of jealous shoot through me like lightning as I looked at the daughter of Athena. She was standing tall and proud beside the other heroes acting like everyone else was inferior to her. I couldn't understand why Perseus had to be so loyal and selfless but so stupid. He deserves someone that acknowledges the sacrifices he has made for them. Not Annabeth. I have never seen her be thankful towards anyone other than herself.
I heard my father clear his throat loudly and I looked back at Perseus. He turned his head at breakneck speed towards my father and blushed bright red.
Oh the effects that had on me. I giggled girlishly and suddenly had the urge to run down and kiss him on his cheeks. He was that desirable. Oh, his messy hair and those sea green eyes… I wonder what it would feel like to wake up to those eyes…
I quickly turned away from him. I chastised myself for having such impure thoughts. What would the hunters think of me? I'm not a maiden goddess for no reason. Orion… I shuddered at the thought…
One unpleasant thing led to another as I look to my left. I saw the infamous Aphrowhore eye fucking Perseus in front of everyone. She had the audacity to sneak her hand beneath her miniskirt doing god knows what.
Ah… I'm a god. And I know that she's fingering herself in public. I resisted the urge to gag and turned to look at my obnoxious brother.
He sat there with a haughty smirk on his face. That know-it-all… He made a heart with his hands and pointed to Perseus. I returned the favor by dragging my hand across my neck and pointed back at him. He paled and immediately stopped.
Author's Note: This the beginning of a new story. I recently got back to Fanfiction and would like to continue my Pertemis ship. However the last story was getting a bit too complicated for me so I decided to start anew. I'm very rusty and feel like it's too wordy. Anyways R&R. Tell me if you want it to be less wordy, etc.
