Disclaimer: I do not own Rick Riordan's creation of Percy Jackson. I haven't written any proper books Oh and Zoe won't have her accent as I can't be bothered (and wouldn't be able) to use it correctly

Percy flinched as Gabe Ugliano raised his hand and punched the five year old. "'m' sorry Gabe." Percy whimpered a tear dripped down his face.

"Your mother was a useless bitch and your just her stupid spawn, brat."

When Sally had first started dating Gabe, the man had seemed quite nice, he was an overweight man you liked his alcohol and smelt, but he was never mean or rude to Percy or Sally. When Gabe had proposed, with a tacky plastic ring with a worthless stone on it, Sally had said yes, though she didn't love him, she wanted Percy to have a father figure, as Percy's had left when he was born, he was in the navy and had to go, however he never returned, his ship had been sunk at sea and all people on the ship had been labelled M.I.A, missing in action. Around half a year ago Gabe had snapped one night, he got a large object and repeatedly battered Sally with it. Every since they'd married Gabe had been slightly more aggressive and rude but this was the first time he'd beaten Sally, though he'd beaten Percy a couple of times. When Percy tried to intervene Gabe just whacked him with the bloody baseball bat and he was knocked clean of his feet and was reduced to whimpering in the corner. Gabe kept beating Sally until he finally past out unconscious with a beer bottle in his hand. He'd beaten Sally to death, and her body was disposed of by one of Gabe's poker buddies, no one knew what had happened. Ever since Sally had been brutally murdered Gabe had started beating Percy more regularly and had started drinking more and on the occasion took drugs. He barely ever fed Percy and the young boy was seriously malnourished with scars running from his back to his ankle, and one scar on his face from when Gabe had thrown his empty beer bottle at Percy, before demanding he go get him another. Gabe hit Percy again, but suddenly a huge torrent of water crashing down on Gabe, wiping him to the floor. Percy quickly ran for the door, knowing this was his opportunity to run from this abusive life. When Percy was outside onto the main street he, confused realised he was dry, the water hadn't affected him at all. He ran madly down the street, weaving between beeping buses, taxis and cars. The sun started to fall, and day turned into night, exhausted Percy wondered to a secluded area of a park and slept on the floor, propped up against a tree.

Unknown to him he'd just entered the hunters' camp.

The Hunters were a group of girls from the ages of 8 to around 16, they wore silver parkas and devoted their lives to hunting monsters. They were a group of girls found by Artemis and rescued from their harsh, normally abusive lives, all of the girls had suffered at the hands of egotistical males, and all swore off men. Artemis' hunters were all given partial immortality, they were immortal unless they died in battle. They were known man haters, and all hated the egotistical pigs who'd, in their opinion, ruined the world. The hunters stumbled across the young boy, their mistress was out, doing her duties as the moon goddess. When they saw that their was a boy in their camp they all scowled and were about to take the boy hostage, so their mistress could perhaps turn hi into some sort of furry animal when they noticed. His top was covered in slowly spreading blood. Reluctantly the lieutenant of the hunt, approached the sleeping boy, and slowly lifted up his t-shirt. When she lifted it up they all immediately gasped at the long deep wounds made by Gabe earlier that day and the thick scars and purple bruised covering his skinny body. Zoe, the lieutenant took his shirt off and said quietly, "Get some bandages and water, we need to clean up these wounds, he may be a boy but he's five, and I won't let him bleed to death." The hunters immediately scrambled to get the materials requested, they quickly returned with the resources needed. "Phoebe could you give me a hand here," She asked the thousand year old daughter of Apollo who quickly rushed over to the bleeding boy. They threw his tattered torn clothes to the side and poured the water on his wounds, hoping to clean them. To their surprise the water washed all over his body and the wounds closed, leaving a thin white scar. The other scars all thinned slightly, becoming smaller, except for a large one which reached from his left shoulder to right wrist. The boy's trousers stayed dry despite water spreading all over them. The girls gasped and all stood still, shocked at the revelation that this boy was most likely a son of Poseidon, despite the supposed oath. "Stupid males, keep it in your pants, just once." Zoe muttered and the other girls nodded and smirked, "At least wear protection." Phoebe said causing the hunters to laugh slightly before they sighed into an awkward silence. "What do we do with him." Kim asked, she was one of the oldest in the hunt, only Phoebe and Diane were older. The hunters started shrugging and Zoe opened her mouth only to be interrupted by a quiet little voice, "Where am I?" The hunters cautiously looked at each other, if they told him about his godly descent then monsters would smell his scent and they'd be overrun by Hades' and Zeus' toughest and strongest monsters. "Its ok, your safe little one, we'll talk in the morning, but now sleep, you need your strength hero." Zoe calmly told him. Then she spoke to her sisters, "Now we sleep, we can ask Lady Artemis tomorrow what to do with him. Diane, Millie, would you set up a tent for him to sleep in."

"Pwease stay, I don't wanna be alone." Percy pleaded. The hunters were silent and Percy yawned loudly before looking up with adoration in his wide innocent eyes.

"Alright I will stay with you, let's go by a fire, or you'll get a cold."

"You sound like my mum." He whispered, a tear dripped down his face.

"Alright sisters, we shall sleep, tomorrow we will talk to milady about this situation." The hunters walked back to their campsite and all went into their tents, Zoe easily lifted up Percy who was skinny and light she lightly placed him down on a blanket next to the fire, and Zoe sat on the log, watching Hestia's flickering flames. Percy immediately fell asleep and Zoe lowered herself onto another blanket near the young boy.

Other Chapters will be longer, but this seemed like the right place to stop

Plus I wanted to post something.

I will be taking down my other stories, unless anyone wants me to keep them, as I am not entirely happy with them

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