A/N Hello and thanks for clicking here to read my new story Champion of the Sea, it may become a Harem or multiple pairing or might just be one.
The first chapter has not been fully grammar checked because I am uploading late at night for a Brit and will be fully checked tomorrow and changes may be made.
The reason why was becasue I was meant to upload it yesterday, but I kinda procrastinated a lot yesterday and only did 1,500 words and had another 4,500 to do so yeah sorry.
Anyway here it is enjoy.
See you at the bottom.
Champion of the Sea
Chapter 1: The Beginning
Champion of the Ocean
Artemis POV:
(*4 weeks before the Winter Solstice*)
Something was wrong. This feeling kept repeating itself in my conscious, I didn't know what was wrong, but something was.
Right now I was currently high above the 'Big Apple', 'The City that Never Sleeps' or more commonly known as New York. The sky was illuminated by the bright lights emitting from the various flats, skyscrapers and shops which were littered around in the city.
There were two reasons why I was here; one Zeus had called an Olympian meeting about the Great Prophecy, and the other my Hunters were in a nearby woodland area. I had just set off from Olympus and was now heading back to camp to rescue my Hunters from themselves; well I was until my conscious told me to stop above Central Park.
Currently I was hovering above Central Park in my Moon chariot casting down the Moon's silvery light down on to the park; deciding that my conscious was wrong and there was no problem I was preparing to leave and get back to the Hunters, that was until a certain mother and child duo caught my silver eyes.
Gazing down on to the two mortals I watched as they ran through the park fear clear on their faces; the child was a boy, a pathetic boy, but there was a certain Aura coming off him probably a Demigod child, it was quite plausible as well because the Mum who ran with him had a natural beauty that would make all men and Gods alike fall for her, but what caught my eye even more was what was following the pair, it was the Minotaur.
I watched not moving as the Minotaur charged at the two who had stopped and were panting heavily as well as the young boy who was crying like a baby. The Mum stood in front of the child protecting him like any good mother would do. Grinding my mind back into action I hurried down to the park in a beam of light, but I was too late to save the Mother as I watched her get hit by the minotaur Omega Axe splattering the trembling child in his mother's blood.
Notching a silver arrow in my bow I released it making a sharp 'twang' noise in the sky, it sailed through the air and I watched as it impaled the brute of a monster in his neck causing it to explode into gold monster dust.
Walking over to the child who was now having a crying fit on the wet ground; I tried my hardest not to kill him for simply being a male, he looked to be only 4 years of age with black raven hair swept messily over his head, I couldn't see his eyes clearly through the amount of tears pouring down his face. He looked up to see there was no longer a monster, but when he went to look for his Mum all he sore was a bloodied body off his Mum with her blood spattering his T-shirt.
That is when he noticed me with my bow out and a silver arrow casually lying on the ground near his mum's body; now either two thoughts passed through his mind, one I killed his mum and the monster or I killed the monster which was chasing them. I really hoped it was the latter.
Cautiously the boy stood up looking at me and his mum before breaking down into another crying fit, I walked over to him slowly trying not to disturb him. I reached him and I did the only thing which came into my mind I lent down and gave the boy a small hug; I was surprised when he hugged me and cried in my shoulder I nearly struck him down for touching me, but I let it pass and he continued to cry into my now damp shoulder.
Percy's POV:
(*2 Hours Previous *)
Today was great so far; it was a Friday, you know what that means no school for two whole days and Mum had promised me we would go and get Ice cream after school.
Right now I was walking home from school with my best friend Charlie; Charlie and I had been friends since Kindergarten and we were still friends now. Charlie and I had would often get the bus from school to the local shops, we only ever did this on Friday or our Mums would go ballistic, but since it was Friday we went to the shops and loaded up on sweets and chocolate, this had taken us a good hour and a half we only ever picked the best candy.
So we're walking back to my place first so I can say good-bye for the weekend, but currently we are in the local park trying to run off our extreme sugar rushes we had acquired; the swings and see-saw normally worked well so we had split up our time going on the swing set and going up and down, up and down on the see-saw.
By the time we had managed to run off our sugar rush it was bordering night time so we had to run home as to not get scolded by our loving parents.
I arrived home and was met by my worried mother who looked like she was going to have a panic attack, nonetheless she still managed to give me a motherly hug and then tell me off; it was completely worth it.
At the moment my Mum is walking me to the nearest ice-cream parlour, which also coincidently is next to central park so Mum also promised me she would take me through the park at night.
We arrived at the parlour which was named Lily's Ice Cream Parlour, and was my favourite in town that I had been to. My favourite flavour ice-cream was blueberry ice-cream, I liked it because it was blue and that was my favourite colour and it was also so tasty.
Mum and I walked into the colourful parlour which was pretty empty at 6pm, there was only a small queue to wait through, but I find it hard to wait for even short time with my ADHD that I was born with.
Finally and what felt like forever we reached the till and I gazed over all the different flavoured ice-cream they had stocked from lemon – raspberry to more exotic flavours they were all there. I was rudely interrupted from my dream of swimming in the ice-cream tubs when the lady behind the till asked me what flavour I would like.
Looking up I sore her name pinned to the uniform they were forced to ware: 'Hello my name is Mandy'. Quickly I put on a cute façade as to not appear rude, "Hello Mandy," I replied with a sickly sweet voice only to be nudged by my Mum who had an annoyed look on her face, I quickly mouthed "sorry" and she gave a small smile before Mandy interrupted.
"Hey there champ, what's your name," she smiled back giving an innocent smile, Mandy was quite young looking around I think sixteen and had her blond hair tied in a bun and had a playful glint in her piercing blue eyes that seemed to change colour slightly.
"My name is Percy." I replied, flashing a small smile.
"Hi there Percy what would you like today then?" Mandy asked.
"Erm, please could I have a double scoop of blueberry ice-cream."
"Sure thing Percy that will cost $2 please," Mandy said, my Mum paid and went to go find a booth to sit in whilst I waited for Mandy to serve me my ice-cream, after a few seconds of waiting Mandy came back with my ice-cream in the signature wafer cone and a small note in her hands.
She arrived at the till which I was waiting patiently at and handed me the cone of ice-cream, licking my lips self-consciously whilst looking at the frozen delight Mandy coughed lightly to get my attention, "Sorry," I muttered embarrassed that I had shown myself up in-front of her.
"Oh don't be; Percy anyway I wanted to give you this," she said extending a hand with the small note on it, she then hurried off back to another room as her manager was calling her; leaving me to read the note by myself which would be pretty difficult since I also had dyslexia.
Anyway I gave it a go and was presently surprised to find it was written in some sort of symbols which I could read and I don't even know how I did.
It read;
Dear Percy
If you are reading this then my thoughts are confirmed about your heritage.
When you turn the age of sixteen I want you to come to this address
600th floor Empire State building and ask for Mandy at the information desk when you arrive.
See you later.
Mandy.
Well that was a weird letter so thinking no more of it I shoved it into the back pocket of my jeans and rushed over to my Mum who was patiently sitting in a booth reading an article in a newspaper.
I sat down next to mum and began to devour my iced delight.
After 10 minutes of slurping and licking the ice cream along with numerous scolding's to my noisy eating Mum and I were outside and strolling along in the cool nights off the park talking about nothing yet still being able to strike a nice conversation; that was until the silent night was interrupted by the loud bellow of something. Turning around quickly I spotted the most gruesome thing I have seen, it was a cross between a man and a bull with it most defining feature being a massive axe with stained blood on. My mum had obviously spotted it too and yelled at me to start to run, which I gladly did and Mum and I sprinted off as fast as we could whilst the monster lowered its head and charged at our retreating figures.
Its first charge was unsuccessful as we dodged to the side and it ran into a tree successfully embedding a horn in the old tree. Ripping his head off the tree in a gruesome way leaving the horn there he made an even larger roar; one of pain.
Now in the Monster's eyes I spotted something that wasn't there before anger, a burning anger that said he would want to kill us… painfully.
Grabbing Mum's hand we began to run from the angered beast into the forest ducking underneath branches and looking for tight spots to run to, we eventually entered a clearing, we supposedly believed we had lost the monster, with us panting and sweating from our long run, but this was not the case as the monster came flying through the trees; this was it our doom and that opened the flood gates to my eyes as I began to cry, I didn't care if I felt weak I was so scared.
The monster began to charge again aiming for me, but Mum did the most stupid thing ever and stood in-front of me protecting me, it was rather comforting and I felt safe behind my mum, but that was short lived as the most scary moment off my life happened, the Minotaur killed her and sending a spurt of blood at me, I was now covered in my own mum's blood and that just made me cry even more because my mum was dead and I wasn't it was unfair how life could be so cruel. I closed my eyes waiting for my death but it never came, I looked up with tears still fresh in my mind I turned to see my saviour, she was pretty, very pretty. She had long auburn hair which cascaded down her back like a waterfall, her face was pretty with bright silver eyes that looked like the moon itself and she wore a silver outfit.
I looked down not wanting to look weak in-front of her and she also looked like she wanted to kill me with a cruel look in her eyes, I stood up to begin to run away from her as she may want to kill me to, however I felt a warm embrace around my body instead and without realizing I hugged her back I felt her back visually stiffen at the contact, but it slackened a bit and I cried myself silly into her shoulder.
Artemis POV:
After the child had fallen asleep from all the tears he had produced I flashed back to the Hunt, it was now 8 o'clock in the evening and the Hunters were having a sing -along by the roaring campfire; deciding that I didn't want to interrupt their joy with introducing the boy to them, for starters I didn't even know his name, so instead I took him to the wolves' tent and put him in a small sleeping quarters for the night.
The boy slept like a log; he didn't even stir when I dropped in the bed tucked him into the bed. By the time I was leaving he was starting to drool from the corner of his mouth, I must say in all honesty it was funny and cute with his innocent face no-longer showing signs of sadness, but rather blissful sleep.
Leaving the boy to his own dreams I headed out the tent being careful not to disturb the wolves from their slumbers; I do hope the boy doesn't wake them up in the morning, but waits for me to take him from the bedroom in the morning; after all I don't want him to get injured… just yet.
Slowly emerging from the tent making sure the Hunters hadn't spotted me I headed over to the campfire where my sisters were currently roasting marshmallows on sticks. I sat down on one of the logs around the campfire not drawing the attention to me, but rather soaking up the happy atmosphere, but like the hunters they are they soon spotted me.
"Oh hello M'Lady how was thy trip to Olympus? Was it as boring as usual?" Zoë asked with a sly smirk on her face, she knew of how much I disliked going to the pointless meetings that Zeus would call, truth be told most of the meeting was arguing and bickering and as much as I believe I do neither of these my brother Apollo always manages to annoy me and get an argue out of me.
"Yes it was Zoë, all the council did was bicker; I can barely remember what the actual meeting was about. I think it was about the Great Prophecy and how neither Zeus or Poseidon have managed to keep it in their pants." I replied mockingly, making fun of my Godly family was always fun to do, and my last sentence managed to get a grin on some of the Hunters faces.
"Anyway Hunters I believe we should be getting to bed now, we have a big day tomorrow Zeus has a task for us tomorrow so I won't be here for most of the day, but after that we are going hunting." I commanded and grudgingly the Hunters filed out the campfire to their tents saying their last goodnights to their friends before hitting the sack.
In all honesty I had sent them to bed early because I was tired and did not want to leave the Hunters to their own doings, who know what they would do and they would probably find the boy, and then what; I don't know.
Telling my mind to stop rambling I headed for my tent which held my sleeping quarters; the inside wasn't that dazzling, but still to a good living standard with the four bolsters bed in the middle with numerous animal pelts attached to the wooden beams, they were my war trophies from all the hunts I had been on; hellhounds, bears, even a Hydras from a long time ago, and many more. The actual bed was simple with a white duvet with a silver stitching and same for the pillows. The floor was decorated with the fur of a lion, not the Nemean lion, but one from Africa when I had ventured there.
Too sleepy to change clothes I collapsed on the bed and fell into the realm of Morpheus…
(THE NEXT MORNING)
Waking up abruptly to the sound of yells from outside, most probably it was Hunters yells but what could they be yelling about at this time and when did they ever get up before me. Not wasting any more time with my mind and its thoughts I shot out of bed and picked up my discarded bow which happened to be lying on the floor at the moment, I rushed out the door and headed for the screams.
I rounded the corners of the tent and sore something quite amusing and also shocking, it was the young boy being chased by some angry Hunters, Gods this was exactly what I didn't want.
The boys had a look of shock on his face and also fear as he ran from the enraged Zoë who was holding her knife looking to gut the young boy, spotting me the boy started to run towards me.
He ran to me and hugged me, visibly shocked by his actions the hunters drew their bows preparing to kill the boy in my arms, I was tense from this as I had not been touched by a male for decades now and it happened twice within 2 days, was I really doing that bad to intimidate boys nowadays . Pushing the boy away from my body I looked down to his face which now showed a look of betrayal as he thought I was offering him to the angry girls behind.
Signalling for the Hunters to drop their aim from boy they all did reluctantly all bar one; Phoebe. Phoebe was a massive man-hater so it was obvious for her to be reluctant to drop the aim, but giving her a stern stare she eventually did now I would question the boy to why he had left and more importantly find out why he was out the tent.
Just then the Alpha of the wolves came from the wolf tent with a scowl clear on his face, he looked rather angry this caused some of the girls to flinch under his harsh gaze, but it almost had the opposite effect on the boy as he ran over to the wolf who was appropriately named Razor for having massive sharp teeth, however instead of lowering his head and growling at the small boy he instead gave him an approving look and let him run to him without so much of hurting him.
Razor stood still as the boy ran up to him and gave him a hug, the boy was just a bit taller than the Alpha and somehow whilst stroking the behemoth of a wolf he snuck on to his back and was now riding the black wolf as he trotted over to the Hunters and I. To say I was shocked would be a massive understatement as Razor had never let anyone ride him or show affection to him, even I struggled to gain his affection, but this catalyst of a boy had managed it in less than a day.
I was definitely questioning him today. Calling him over, "Boy over here and bring Razor too if you want."
Nodding quickly he hopped of the wolf and came over to me looking fearful of what he had done wrong, the Hunters looked shocked that I hadn't for one turned him into a gazelle for letting him hug me or that Razor the most vicious of the wolves let him sit on him. I lead the boy to my tent and prepared myself to question him.
"Take a seat," I said motioning to the lion mat whilst I took a seat in a rocking chair, "now boy I am wondering what your name is."
"My name is Perseus or Percy for short, and if I may are you Artemis?" He asked shifting in his seat in case he had to make a quick escape because he angered me.
"Yes Perseus I am Artemis, now how did you know that?" I questioned wondering how I knew I was a Greek God.
"My Mum told me all the Greek stories about the Greek Gods and Goddesses. And have you seen my Mum I couldn't find her this morning." Oh god he has already forgotten; this going to be a long morning.
(ONE HOUR LATER)
Emerging from the tent with a happy Percy was not what I was expecting to be doing when I began to question him; I expected him to cry and bawl over his dead mum which he did do, but not for long as he realised crying and feeling sad won't bring her back.
He was also happy because I promised to train him how to wield knifes and use a bow and arrow; our first training session was today and it was using a bow.
Whilst having my talk with Percy in the tent I found out his Mums name was Sally and she would tell him all about Greek myths and Gods, she had even told him he was a Demigod which he didn't believe until yesterday. I also quizzed him on who his Godly parent was, but he didn't know and I didn't have any ideas too.
I had also decided that if Percy was going to stay with the hunters that he would need his own set of clothes which like the hunters will be silver, but he won't have a silver parka instead he will have black and white combat trousers, a long sleeve shirt that is white and a silver hoody, I believe he would prefer this to a Hunters uniform.
I had decided that we wouldn't take him to camp because at such a young age to have no parents he would easily be manipulated and could turn out for the worst, instead I plan on making him the perfect male that will respect women and his elders.
Right now I had sent Percy to the wolves tent to change to his new clothes that I had made for him, that is when I bumped into my lieutenant Zoë and one her friends Phoebe, they were having a heated debate about something but stopped when I walked into their view.
"M'Lady what are you doing here," Zoë said uneasily obviously taken aback that I had walked into their conversation, meanwhile Phoebe kept still with a perfect poker face on as if she was unfazed by me barging into their discussion.
"Well Zoë it is my camp, am I not aloud here?" I asked calmly, I was trying to find out what they were talking about without being sounding like a stalker, they may be my under my control but that doesn't mean they can't have their own lives.
"No M'Lady I didn't mean it like that, just curious what brings you to the edge of camp," Zoë blurted out, a bit to quickly for my liking; I'll have a talk with her later about this.
"Zoë I am here because I plan on training Perseus today," I told her, which was followed by some sniggers by both girls; probably doubting Percy's skills with knives or a bow, I wasn't looking forward to it, but if he planned on staying he would have to learn to hunt properly and if that means being a tough teacher that is what I will have to do.
"Oh okay; good luck with that," Phoebe added cheekily, to point out she didn't believe in his skills either, but what could you expect he is only four.
Just then as if he planned Percy shot into the clearing with his new uniform on with a smile plastered on his face at having some new clothes. "Hello Arty, Zoë and Phoebe nice to see you here." He said happily, but making me sigh in annoyance of the nickname he had given me and by instinct Zoë and Phoebe had already got out their bows ready to shoot him. Perseus shocked at their actions started to walk backwards quickly.
"Zoë, Phoebe lower your bows; he only came to say hello," I said sternly trying to get them to back down from killing my next student, even if he is a boy he hasn't done anything wrong… just yet.
Lowering their bows slowly they put the arrows back into their quivers and looked concerned about my actions, of telling them to put the bows down. Thinking quickly I told Percy to run off to the archery range meanwhile I would have a quick talk to these two.
"Zoë, Phoebe I am not telling you of, but I don't want Perseus dead without a just reason and I am not telling you this because I like him, he is a male after all, but think if we can teach him well he may become a brilliant male without any floors and may grow to treat women correctly." I told them, a look of acceptance came over their faces agreeing to my explanation before they both headed off to do their tasks: Time to go and teach Percy archery.
(LINE BREAK)
Half an hour into the training and I had only taught Percy how to perform the correct stance with his feet; we still had to learn how to hold the bow the right way.
"No Perseus feet there. Straight back Perseus and feet parallel. Move your left foot that way… no not that way the other; are you really that useful the other way, yes that is it good; now stay still I'll go grab a bow." I shouted at him, he was really quite useless when it came to following instructions, but finally I had him in a position to start firing a bow.
Picking up a bow from the pile of bows on the floor I looked at it, it was a black bow unlike the other silver or dark brown ones this was because this would be Percy's bow as he grows up and will grow with him because of the enchantment I placed on it.
"Here you go Perseus; this will be your bow." I said handing the bow, which he looked at with awe and wonder, he also had a vacant look on his face as if he was imaging firing it at 'baddies' and targets.
"Cooool," Perseus muttered under his breathe whilst rubbing his small fingers up and down the bow string, "So am I going to learn to fire Arty." He said, he struggled to say Artemis so he gave a nickname, it was slightly annoying, but unlike when my brother said it he wasn't patronising me.
"Yes you are Perseus; now put your fingers there and we will begin…"
(Time Skip)
"You impotent boy put your fingers there and relax," I screamed at him, he was failing to understand what I meant and was not putting his fingers, feet, back or arms in the right position and the arrow yet again flew miles wide of the target and nearly hit a hunter behind a faraway tree.
"Sorry Arty I messed up." He mumbled sadly, but I was too angry to hear him and continued to rage at him.
"Don't call me Arty you simple minded child," I screeched back at him letting my rage consume me and I started to tremble with anger.
"I didn't mean it Art-e- e- mu-s," he started to blubber on the verge of tears, that's when I let my anger out and slapped him hard round the face and left a red hand print on his already sad face. Looking up at me with fresh tears streaking down his face he fled from me and dropped his bow on the ground.
Percy ran into the woods letting out loud snivels and sobs; I suddenly realised what I had done, I had slapped the boy for not being able to shoot on his first attempt at archery and now he is sad and probably hates me. Following the noise quickly not wanting Percy to hurt himself whilst upset. Still following him I found him at the edge of some water rapids with his legs dangerously dangling over the edge.
"Perseus I didn't mean it I am sorry," I called out trying to make amends of my previous action. He turned around with a hurt expression on his face before he slipped on the wet mud and fell into the rapids. My vision was in slow motion; as I watched Perseus slide into the water and start to sink to the bottom and get carried off downstream.
Chasing after the small boy I attempted to catch him up before he went into the lake at the bottom of rapids and drown. I chased downstream for a good 10 minutes and still could not catch him up as he seemed to effortlessly go down the rapids dodging the sticking out rocks, I was starting to worry now he had been underwater a long time and could of died by now.
Collapsing to the ground at the edge of the still lake I put my head in my hands and started to let out small cries of sorrow, only now do I feel how Percy had already found his way into my heart, the way he spoke with a babyish lisp, the way he called me Arty, his adorable face and his childish attitude and I had destroyed that with my anger, of course he wasn't going to get archery straight away he was four for Gods' sake, barely anyone is that good unless you are a child of Apollo or a Hunter with my blessing.
I carried onto cry lightly at Percy's death and was shocked by an eruption of water in front of me.
Percy's POV:
Thinking back a few minutes ago I remember falling in the water after Artemis chased me and next thing is I am swimming down the rapids and I don't know no how I am not drowning, but it is sweet I sore tonnes of cool little creatures; like frogs, newts and other slimy critters.
But at the moment I am having a nice conversation with a water lady who keeps calling me lord and I don't know why, all I know is that I am Percy and I can breathe underwater.
"Hello there, but who are you," I asked wondering who she was and why she was acting like this, she evidently had great respect for me for calling me lord but I wanted to find out why.
"Oh sorry Lord; I am Hannah the Naiad of this lake, I am sorry for not introducing myself," she said looking worried if she had hurt my feelings or she had disrespected me.
"Hi Hannah, I'm Percy and a Demigod. I fell in your lake when Arty chased me; she was being very mean to me, so I ran; also Hannah why do you call me lord?" I told her whilst practicing swimming round her with great speed; I had never been in water before, but it felt like second nature.
"Well Perseus I call you lord because you are the son of my old master and the heir to his throne." Hannah told me.
"Nice; but who is my father." I asked, maybe I could find out who my father was and then Arty might respect me or fear me.
"Perseus I cannot tell you that; only your father can do that if he chooses to." She informed with a look of sympathy on her face, and I was sad too now I don't know who my daddy is and I want to know, but know will tell me or knows, "Anyway Perseus I believe you have overdone your stay here Artemis is crying because she thinks you are dead." What Arty is crying I thought she didn't like me; maybe I misheard Hannah.
"Hannah did you say crying?" I asked giving her confused face to why arty was crying.
"Yes I did, now bye Perseus I hope to see you again one day." She affirmed me before I was shot out the water like a rag doll and landed heavily on the ground panting; that is weird I don't remember being tired whilst underwater.
Looking up from my arrival I sore a very damp Arty who was currently in a mix of emotions of 'kill the boy he got you wet' type look and one with a look of sorrow on her face as if someone had died. She also appeared to have red rings around her eyes from crying and slightly golden cheeks, she no-longer looked like the strong women she was, but an emotional train wreck, but as quickly as I had seen those emotions they were gone and replaced with a stern gaze and a questioning look as well.
She was still snivelling as she began to talk, "Oh Percy you are alive." Why shouldn't I and when did she begin to call me Percy?
Nodding my head slightly confirming her question because I was too shocked with what I had just thought, she actually cared for me and she must have been crying because I was underwater for at least 10 minutes and she must have thought I was dead.
"And your dry," she continued with a shocked face and so I was; I was dry, but how come don't you get wet when you go underwater.
"Yes I am Arty, but what does it mean," I asked, now I was shocked and I was wondering why I wasn't wet there are so many unanswered questions in my head right now.
"I don't know Perseus; now come here and we can get back to training," she finished off now not looking shocker or confused at all, but had a look of 'I feel sorry for you'. Grudgingly I headed off over to her and we walked back to the archery range, well she first changed from her wet garments to some clean ones and then we went to go and practice my Archery.
Artemis POV: (After Archery Lesson)
Firstly I was shocked that he was alive from going through rapids and then staying underwater for well over 10 minutes and then bursting out the water like a fish, but sadly this meant on thing he was a child of Poseidon, a very strong at that, I had proof as well; the ability to breathe underwater or stay underwater for a long period of time, staying dry when making contact with water which happened when he came out from the water and thirdly he told me he talked to a Naiad called Hannah when in the lake and she addressed him as Lord.
Back to reality, the archery lesson was actually good this time; Percy good now shoot straight and hit his first bulls-eye, but most of the time he hit the yellow or red and at the start he only hit the blue, in my eyes that was a massive improvement from his attempts before.
Right now I had just been informed about a council meeting from Hermes, it was clear he had tried to flirt with the hunters with him holding his manly areas and groaning when he walked up to me luckily I had hidden Percy from Hermes so that meant only I knew about Percy being in the Hunt; right now I didn't want the other Gods to hear of me looking after a boy.
So I told the Hunter, well the older ones to look after Percy whilst I was gone, when I told them they had a mischievous glint in their eyes, I hope Percy can stay safe or at least out of their way, Gods' know what they are going to do to him/
Flashing to Olympus I instantly knew something was anew in the council from the brewing storm clouds around Poseidon's throne and the flickering electricity from my Father's throne.
That is when I heard the shouting, "How dare you have a child Poseidon, are you trying to doom Olympus," Zeus bellowed over the crackling of lightning and the rumbling storm clouds.
"How dare you accuse me off trying to doom Olympus I am not the only one without a child and yours is much older than mine." Poseidon growled back, he must be referring to Thalia, but Zeus couldn't possibly of have known of Percy he was now under my guard, unless Poseidon had another child.
"I should smite your child down right now for breaking our pact Poseidon," Zeus said, picking up his master bolt which was now flickering with power and coursing with electricity.
"If you lay a finger on my child I swear I will kill your child," Poseidon threatened back; they were at a stalemate, both not wanting to lose each other's child, but Zeus wanted Poseidon's out the way.
Interrupting and speaking for the first time in the meeting, "Poseidon what is your child's name, if I may ask."
Fixating his gaze on me Poseidon began to speak, "Artemis his name is Damion; and why do you ask."
"Just curious," which was a complete lie, I was just wondering if Percy was Poseidon's son, but it appears not unless Poseidon forgot which is highly unlikely because unlike Zeus, Poseidon actually stays with his lover for a bit and doesn't forget them so that brings me to a stalemate over who Percy's actual father is.
The rest of the meeting was a blur with pointless arguments and discussions which led nowhere and I was relieved when it finally came to an end. It was now about 9pm mortal time and most of the Hunters were in bed or extremely tired when I came back to the camp.
I rounded all the awake ones up and sent them to bed that is when I realised Percy wasn't with the wolves or in my tent or anywhere else for that matter. Searching around the perimeter of the camp I could hear some muffled sounds coming from a tree in the distance, racing over to said tree I found Percy, but not how I would expect to find him, he was hanging upside down from his feet which were strapped onto a tree.
Sighing loudly I hopped up to the branch and released him and he was sent to the floor; fast. He was lying sprawled out on the floor groaning, too tired to care who did this to him even though I had my predictions who did I sent him to his confinements and I flashed to my bed.
Letting the exhaustion of the say get to me I flashed my clothes on and went to sleep.
A/N a total of 6,500 words that is the most I have ever written.
Anyway I won't be deciding the pairing/s just yet, but if you have a request leave it as a review.
Expect next chapter sometime in the next 1-2 weeks these chapters will come out less frequently to The Forgotten Hero and Slave to the Moon (When I finally update it) because they will be longer chapters.
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