NO BOYS ALLOWED

Chapter One:

HUNTERESS

Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim to own Percy Jackson series. This is just wriiten for fun.

Heath looked up at the moon longingly.

Its light was like the pure white snow, glowing like some unattainable maiden. Heath didn't mind. He was content with admiring it from afar, with far off dreams of being an astronaut like Neil Armstrong.

He unfolded the piece of paper, a strong crease showing where he had folded and refolded the paper multiple times. A young girl named Zoë, probably of Spanish decent by her olive complexion, had taken one look at him and gave him the paper before running off. "There is another way," she said.

He hadn't see Zoë since. That had been nearly two years ago, and now he was sixteen.

Mustering up his courage, he read the words on the paper by the light of the moon. The words had been in greek, and Heath had had to use Google Translate in order to read it. "I pledge myself to the Goddess Artemis. I turn my back on the company of men, accept eternal maidenhood, and join the Hunt."

Heath felt something like a jolt of static electricity course through his body.

The pale moonlight shining in his window brighten to the point of a lightbulb.

A young girl, about his age and glowing with silver light, wuddenly appeared in front of him.

"Welcome Huntress," she said, smiling.

"Huntress?" Heath stammered. Who was this girl? Why did she remind him of the moon? What is a 'Huntress'? , he thought.

"All in due time. I will explain. I am Artemis, yes, the Greek Goddess. You were jut a mortal, so you did not know that the Greek Gods and Goddesses are still around. By saying the oath, I accept many girls as Huntresses."

"Girl?" Heath said. "But I'm a boy!" This always happened to him, he was short enough and youthful enough, apparently, that was was often mistaken for a girl.

Artemis grabbed his arm and pulled him closer, inspecting his face. The face was full of anger, but it eventually softened. "Oh no."

"I cannot undo my blessing. Some twist of Fate is preventing me from doing so." She stood back, her hand on her hip. "It seems like it is your Destiny to be part of the Hunters"

"I'm so sorry," he said.

"It was an honest mistake. I have seen into your mind, and I trust Zoë's judgement."

Heath breathed a sigh of relief.

"However," the goddess interjected, her voice as firm as stone. "I am not about to let boys join the hunt." She raised her arms high.

"Αλλαγή σε μια γυναίκα"

Another electric tingle swept over his body. Artemis was sitting on his bed smiling.

"You have to leave."

"Why?," he asked.

"No that you foolishly joined my hunters, monsters, like giants and minotaurs, are being attracted by your new smell. The smell of immortality," Artemis explained.

"I'm immortal?"

Artemis gave a slight nod. "All my hunters are. Unless they break their vows or fall in battle, they are immortal."

"Where do I go? What will my parents think?"

"The Mist, which helps mortals disregard the monstrous reality will have them think you ran away, and ease their pain. As for where you can go..."

Artemis sat silently for a moment. "My hunters would never accept a boy into their camp, but you can go to Camp Half-Blood. My hunters stay there when they have to. You can stay there until the other hunters are ready."

Heath shut the lid on his suitcase, all the belongings that he really wanted were in there. Some clothes, books, and other things like that.

"How do we get there?"

Artemis sighed. "So many questions. You should get some sleep. It will be a long journey."

Heath slumped down into Artemis' chariot. The deer already knew their mistress's wish and lept into the air.

Artemis looked down to the slumbering Hunter beside her, already sensing her spell begin to slowly take effect.