This takes place after my story 'Percy Jackson Plays Truth or Dare'; which you DON'T have to read unless you do not know what the heck is going on.
PROLOGUE: Understanding
PERCY P.O.V
"I think the game's done," I announced.
"That was fun," Annabeth murmured, her eyes shining. "I just cannot believe Thalia did that."
"I do. I mean, tell me how many crazy things you did when you loved someone?"
"A lot," she admitted. Glancing at Conner and Thalia, who were now holding hands and whispering, she frowned. "I hope they take it easy. I mean, I'm happy for those two. But I wonder about Artemis..."
I shuddered. "Well, I know never to mess with a Goddess who could turn you into a stag. But Thalia is tough. She'll handle it."
"It's not Thalia I'm worried about." Annabeth paused. "It's Conner."
My mind went blank like it always did when I couldn't understand the connection. "Huh?"
"Thalia basically leads the Hunters. Since she's gone, with Conner, how do you think that makes Artemis feel?"
"Depressed?" I guessed, wondering what a Goddess would do. Sob her eyes out? Sorrow eating?
"Seaweed brain!" Annabeth bit her lip anxiously. "Revenge. Gods and Goddesses don't particularity like demigods meddling in their own plans."
"Hermes won't like Artemis blowing up his son."
"Exactly! This may be a rival between those two! And Hera heaven's know that that won't end right."
A rival? I knew that Poseidon and Athena were not exactly close, but I couldn't imagine what would it be like between the Goddess of Hunt and God of Thievery. Staring grimly at Annabeth, I shook my head. "Guess we won't get our mail."