Sitting on a bench in the middle of grand central station was Percy Jackson, eating a double cheese burger, in the form of the cutest eight year old in all of history. He had long raven black hair that reached his shoulders. Dark purple eyes that anyone (man or woman) could drown in. He was wearing black cargo pants, with an equally dark hoody and leather jacket. all of which appeared too big for him, only adding to his cuteness factor.
Percy didn't like being in this form. It always led to people asking 'if he was lost' and 'if he knew were his parents were'. And for some reason it seemed to invite people to pinch his cheeks, Who The Hell Dose That!?
He had been thinking for a while that maybe he needed to move away from New York. It was without a doubt was currently his favorite city in the world, but that unfortunately wasn't the point. The point was that he had been in one place for too long and his enemy's would find him, besides it was too close to Olympus for his liking. But if he was going to start traveling he would need to gather his strength. But he had no idea how. In his present form gathering power was always difficult on his own. So as embarrassing as it was he really needed to find a girl/woman that wanted to give (what looked like) a cute eight year old, a nice cuddle.
And as if to respond to his train of thought a silver arrow landed a mere inch from his... too scary to say. He looked up from his burger pale faced at a group of teenage girls wearing silver barkers. Then he noticed their leader. With auburn hair and piercing silver eyes, whilst looking the same age as he did, stood his second worst enemy Artemis.
Without wasting time on thoughts he sprung to his feet and broke straight into a sprint. How did she find me?! He thought as he heard the feet of the Huntresses quickly coming after him. Oh, yeah goddess of the hunt. Duh! He tried to go faster but his shorter limbs made it so bloody hard.
He dived into a crowed so that they couldn't shoot any more of those silver arrows at him. He needed a plan, he knew they were luring him somewhere they weren't dumb enough to risk it all on a simple foot race.
Swerving through the crowd, unseen by the civilians and staying out of the Huntresses line of fire. He noticed a way down to the subway, that would have to do. He dashed to the underground suddenly feeling silver arrows whistle past him at his temporary vulnerability. He jumped down the flight of stairs using the mist so that he would go unnoticed by the mortals (and hopefully confuse the Huntresses a little).
He dashed for a random train hoping that it would be his salvation in getting away from the horde of permanently-hormonal-immortal-man-haters. But no such luck. Before he could jump onto the train a silver blade flashed in front of his face. He dashed backward to avoid the potentially fatal wound. Lady Artemis stood in front of him in a clear battle position leaving him with no openings. At full strength he could hold her off and maybe push her back, but he wasn't. And though he knew she looked the same age as he did, she could easily change (and for a goddess looks of age have little effects on levels of power).
"Well Arty, breaking with the ancient laws just to come hunting for little old me? I am touched." Artemis gave him a blood thirsty grin.
"Don't worry, I got permission from the council." Did I really piss off enough Olympians for them to vote for my execution? Was all he had time to think before the smile on Artemis' face vanished and was replaced by a death glare.
"And don't call me 'Arty'!" she snarled before lunging at him. He barely had time to pull out riptide to block her onslaught of attacks. He was able to black off the attacks from the goddess but was unable to notice the barrage of silver arrows that came sailing at him. One went into his right knee, two in his left calf, three near his right shoulder, one through both his hands, and one scraping by his heart. He really hated this body, if it hadn't been for the mist he would have probably got an additional twenty arrows in him.
He dropped to the ground snapping most of the arrows, only releasing a loud grunt in indication to any pain. He forced his head up to see a smirking Artemis surrounded by thirty or so girls from ages eight too seventeen.
"I'm sorry my Lady. I didn't mean to shoot him so near the heart. I know we are meant to take him alive." said one of the younger girls looking pleadingly at the goddess. Alive? Why the hell would the Olympians want me alive? Torture? He wondered despite his slowly loosing consciousness.
"Don't worry little one. He wouldn't die even if you strapped him to a volcano. Trust me I tried." she said with a slightly irritated tone.
Aw Arty, I can't believe you still remember our first date. Was what he wanted to say but all that came out was a cough and a small splatter of blood.
Next thing he knew. Artemis lent down and punched him in the face, effectively knocking him out cold.
The next few hours was a series of him starting to waking up only to be knocked out again. Eventually, in his half conscious state he noticed he was lying in a bead, and he heard three voices arguing, all of which familiar and one he already recognized as Artemis.
"Did you really have to shoot him that much!? Look at him! He looks like Thanatos is just counting the moments!" Yelled a female voice.
"She has a point sis. If it weren't me the kid would be dead by now. and he seemed like he was weak even before you attacked him." added a much calmer male voice. "Sis" the man must be Apollo. Thought a still very unwell Percy.
"That 'thing' is no 'kid'! It is a monster that causes nothing but pain and misery to all those around it!" Snapped back a clearly irritated that anyone was defending him. "I should have been given permission to end his miserable existence on-site!"
"YOU WILL NOT KILL HIM!" Screeched the other woman, hatred clear in her voice.
"Enough." Said a new female voice. This voice he recognized instantly. So, she was finally able to get her claws around my neck then! Thought Percy with a new mixture of emotions moving around his stomach now.
"Leave, I want to be left alone with him for a moment." There was a moments hesitation before he heard a door close. He felt her sit on the side of his bed, still unaware of his mild consciousness.
"I finally have you now 'home-wrecker'. And this time, you will not leave my site with your soul still attached to your wretched body. I don't know how you've survived all theses years, and I don't know the reasons for your appearance. But when all your secrets are reviled, there will be no more need for you to live and I will personally give you a one way trip straight to Tartatrus." Whisperer the queen of the gods so close to his ear that he could practically feel her lips. Karma really is a bitch.
Confused? Good, first chapters are always designed to draw out interest. But don't worry, second chapters are when things start to get explained.
right now Percy may only hook up with Artemis, Aphrodite and Hera, but if you think there are others he should hook up with please let me know.
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