ARTEBETH :- A STORY OF LOVE AND DISGUST
PROLOGUE
Okay, so I don't really know a lot about Percy Jackson, but some people wanted a Artemis x Annabeth crossover, and I was going to be the first one to do it. Please be adviced that a few (okay a lot) elements of this story may be disturbing/unsuitable for minors or anyone with faint hearts. Reader discretion is adviced. Any characters are purely fictional and resemblance to any personnel living or dead is purely coincidental. And I do not own the rights for PJO.
"Ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnn", she yelled. But we already were running.
They were nearing us. The sound of twenty thousand horses galloping echoed through the desert sands. And on them were 20,000 more soldiers, with one singular mission – to find, and to slay us. What crime had we done? Well, homos*xuality wasn't the most legal thing in the Waluh Empire.
For centuries, the elders have been trying to curb the rise of homosexuality. Any individual found guilty of indulging in any act of "obscenity" was instantly hanged to death. Me and Artemis were no exception. It had been 20 years since the Roman Empire closed it's doors for us, and we were on our own. No one supported us, no one came along for help. We walked, we ran, but there was nothing. There wasn't a drop of water, nor was there any food. We pleaded for help, but no one, not even the mighty Percy Jackson, came for help.
We were on the verge of entering the Greek Empire, but we refrained from doing that. The Greeks were welcoming, but the Greeks were notorious. They were rapists, they were molesters and they were cold-blooded murderers. We gave up all hopes of survival, until that one day, when we met a youthful traveler, about 20 years of age.
He was a minister in the Waluh Empire, charged with the responsibility of bringing people under the allegiance of the Mighty Empire King Samuelson Waluh III. He proposed to give us homes and a beautiful life, provided that we service him and his men, twice every month.
That night was the worst of them all. 20 men and Minister Tarush took on us. They abused us, they raped us, in short, they broke us. Me and Artemis stayed up all night, for we couldn't sleep amidst the heavy pounding and 21 men who branded us with such obscene labels. Yes, we were their sl*ts, but if it was going to fetch it's rewards, we had no problem with "servicing" them.
But the next morning, thirsty and Hungry, we entered the Waluh Empire, which opened it's gates with joyful smiles. We posed as sisters, and had it not been for that ass Tarush, our relationship would've remained a secret.
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