Me: everyone welcome to my first ever fanfic. Enjoy! (Remember that English is not my national language, so please don't be so harsh on me:D )

Percy: don't you forget something?

Me: no, what?

Percy: you know what I'm talking about!

Me: alright alright, BookLover1402 doesn't (sadly) own PJO or BOO, if I did I would be a millionaire and since I'm not, I doesn't own them, Rick Riordan does. Happy now?

Percy: Very:D

Daughter Of Hebe, Hunter Of Artemis

Emily's POV

"Get away from me! Your son of a bit..." He covered my mouth with his own, his lips tasting and smelling like beer. I hammered my fist at his chest, hard! He stumbled away and I turned on the heel and made my way away from him. Suddenly I felt his hand close around my wrist and he pushed me closer, his eyes filled with lust.

"Max, please! Release me, now!" My voice was hard and piercing, but he just laughed at me.

"Mily, I have wanted this, ever since I saw you the first time. You're mine!"
Okay, he was DEFINITELY drunk, Max would never say something like that, it was to clever for him, normally he would just grunt and put his arm around me.

"I'm just going to say this one more time Max, G-O A-W-A-Y. " I said the last part slowly, like I was talking to a five year old, which in Max case, was the same thing. He hadn't moved, so I decided to get him away myself. I clenched my fist harder and smashed it up in his ugly face. The reaction was priceless. His nose was unsurprisingly broken and bloody, I turned around and ran away.

I got to our apartment, and by our I mean mine, my sisters and Smiths, Smiths full name is Zacharias Smith (A little HP reference ;D ) and he is a jerk. He got our aunt killed last year by hitting her too hard and too many times with his beer bottle, he is only letting Emma and I stay because I pay his bills. He is beating us, mostly me because I takes the hits from my sister, and mistreats us, and is threatening us so we won't say anything to the police or the social cares.

Emma is my little sister, Smith is unfortunately our uncle, we lived with our dad until Emma was tree and I was eight, he died in a car crash. Now Emma is twelve, so she is five years younger than me, and she has quite a big temper, I bet that she is the cutest person alive. She has long smooth golden hair with a hint of red and the same bright blue eyes like me. I wished I had her hair instead of my own long curled dark brown. She is so kind and caring and stands up for her friends no matter what, she is also scared of the darkness. Her temper does that she is not so good at school, that and the fact that she has dyslexia and ADHD, I have that too, but not as bad as her. ( That character is actually based on my own little sister, except that she is only three years younger and neither of us has dyslexia or ADHD)

I ran upstairs and opened the door, a scream came from the inside. "Emma" I said, "Emma where are you?" A sob came from our bedroom, I stormed in. Emma sat on the floor with her bag squeezed by the wall, Smith stood in front of her. He was only wearing boxers and Emma was in her pyjamas. In Smiths right hand was there a empty beer bottle, and Emma had a knife. Tears ran down her face, but she didn't say a word.

I ran to her side and hugged her, tight. Smith made a grunting sound and I turned to him, I stood up abruptly. "WHAT THE HELL! What do you think you are doing, you have..." I didn't got time to say more, because he slapped me, in the face, with his bottle. As a little gift from me, he also got a slap, a slap in the face, talk about fair play.

"You little brat! I'm the king in this house! YOU do what I SAY!" He screamed it in my ear, great now I'm going to be deaf.

"Only in your wildest dreams!" Emma clings to my leg and silently puts the knife in my hand. Smith pushed me up against the wall and holds me there with a hand around my neck, he doesn't hold too hard but hard enough for me to be staying. He stroked my chin and his finger circles around my mouth. He covers my mouth with his own disgusting smelly one. I hammered the knife into his stomach and his face crumbled in pain.

His eyes stared into mine, now they are not only filled with lust like Max' but with anger. He squeezed my neck tighter and small black dots came into my vision, I gasped, "C-c-can't b-brea-the..." He laughed at me, an evil laughs and squeezed tighter. Emma punched him weakly, but he doesn't sense her. He kisses me again, harder than before, and I can't do anything, I can hear Emma's scream, but can't move my head.

Then suddenly, his grip on my neck loosens, and I breathes the air in heavily. I look around and sees Smith, he has an arrow in his back, and my knife in his stomach, he is definitely dead. I quickly took the knife and stood inform of Emma. In front of me stood a girl, she had autumn coloured hair and silver eyes, in her hands was there a bow. She was terrifying and threatening so I did the only thing I could think about. I thrown the knife. It almost hit her chin, but she ducked it, she looked at me with a surprised look.

"Go away! St-ay a-away from u-us!" My voice was shaking and I pushed Emma behind me.

Artemis' POV

That girl almost hit me with a knife! She would make an amazing hunter. I have to

get her join us.

"Don't worry. I mean you no harm." I said, the oldest girl, her with the brown hair, stood in front of the younger one, they were obviously sisters, the older one looked like she was about seventeen years old and the other one like she was twelve.

"If you mean us no harm, then why did you break into our house and killed our uncle?" The older girl asked, lifting her right eyebrow in mistrust, "Not that I complain about the last part." She said, her voice dripping with disdain. I thought about what she said, we actually had broken into her house, and killed her horrible uncle, and we was carrying weapons. No offence that she was a little sceptical.

"A-are you l-like the m-monsters?" It was the little girl, her voice was small, but she didn't looked like she wanted to curl up in a corner. Weird?

"Emma, girly, the monster are just our imagination, remember? Nobody else can see them. It only you and me." The older sister hugged the little girl, Emma? Monsters? They could see monsters? That meant that they either were clear sighted mortals or... demigods?

"Thanks for killing that jerk," the older sister said, her lips twisting up into a small smile, "but we need him, because I'm not capable of making the money that we will need if we don't have to live on the streets." I frowned, she was right, maybe now was a good time to tell her my invitation, yes.

"Girls, I'm going to tell you something that has been hiding from you," the older one - I really need to learn her name, can't just call her 'the older one' all the time - frowned, I continued, "you know the Greek Gods?" The older nodded, while the younger shook her head, "they exist."
The older one snorted.

"Yeah right, and who are you then? A goddess?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, and I turned to her.

"Yes, in fact I am. I'm Artemis, goddess of the hunt among other things." To prove that it was the truth, I glowed in a silver glow. The older sister looked at me, her gaze just cautious, the younger sister's eyes was filled with amazement and curiosity.

"I told you, I told you, I wasn't lying." The younger one said in a singing voice.

"I believed you then Emma, and I believe you now" the older one curious looked at me and said, "if you are a goddess, then what are you doing here? It's not like I can figure it out myself."

"I'm here because I want to ask you if you would join the hunt? Do you accept?" The older one looked at her sister, who nodded, she then turned to me with a smile.

"Yes we accept."

"Now just repeat after me: I pledge myself to the Goddess Artemis. I turn my back on the company of men, accept eternal maidenhood, and join the Hunt."

"I pledge myself to the Goddess Artemis. I turn my back on the company of men, accept eternal maidenhood, and join the Hunt." They both said in unison.

That was the first chapter

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