CO WRITTEN BY: Anc1enT, KryptertJ, Storm0, fdquesada, Lonixa

Title: Loving Chastity

Synopsis: From a young age Percy Jackson was despised and abused by his family. After over a decade of his treatment he finally snapped and ran away. With his abilities lost to him, he found himself lost in a local forest near his home in Colorado where he meets a mysterious silver eyed girl who begins prying into his life.

Prologue

Perseus

"I'm sorry!" Percy cried as Sally reared the thick, leather belt back once more for another strike.

"Sorry? Shut the hell up, you good-for-nothing bastard, why the hell were you even born!" Sally replied atrociously as she left another scar on both his bruised body and slowly cracking mind.

"What's going on?" Gabe asked as he walked into the room with an empty beer bottle. Puffing his cigar, he looked down at Percy, disgust evident in his eyes as he stared down at the bruised boy "What did he do this time?"

"This little shit here decided he could touch our pies," Sally stated as she attacked with new found vigour.

"What!" Gabe roared. "You're dead, you fucking asshole," He grabbed his cigar and shoved the lit end against Percy's back causing him to scream in pain.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please no more!" Percy began to cry, just knowing that he was going to be beaten even more. "I was starving and I hadn't eaten today." Percy bowed his head down, preparing for another strike. The cigar bud burned into Percy's back.

"Useless piece of fucking shit! Waste of food, money and oxygen, the world would be a whole lot better with you not in it!" Gabe yelled as he smashed an empty beer bottle that he finished onto Percy's shoulder. Hearing Gabe's comment and seeing his blood forming a puddle, something clicked inside him and Percy decided that was all he could take and made a mad dash for the half-open door. He was going to run away, he didn't know where he would end up going but he couldn't stay here any longer. Living day to day with nothing but scraps of his parents' food, or a decent place to call his home had left him ready to give up on life; they treated stray animals better than him.

"Get back here you piece of shit!" Sally Jackson called from behind him! A loud crash happened right next to him and another beer bottle shattered against the wall beside him.

Ignoring this, Percy ran as fast as his small, weak body could carry him. It didn't matter what ended up being in front of him as long as he could get as far away as possible from Stinky Sally and Smelly Gabe, his so-called parents.

Due to the limited amount of food available to him for the past few years, he couldn't get very far and end up in the forest behind his house. Percy limped in to find shelter from the freezing cold, every fibre of his body screaming at him to stop and lay down.

Yet he refused, he pushed on. He had to get away from his family at all costs. There was no telling what would happen if he returned to the hellhole. His vision begun to go hazy, blood began dripping from his arms. He couldn't stop here though, that meant giving up and having to return back to his family. Cold bit into his arms as he continued to struggle through the terrain.

"Head toward the pond on the left," Something in Percy's gut told him to go left and so he did, slowly, step-by-step he headed in the direction of the pond. After walking through the bushes, moving his hands in front of him to keep the leaves out, he found a small pond with a wood dock that seemed to be crumbling through the years. Struggling up to it, Percy reached into the water with both hands and took a handful of water. It was gone in less than a moment down his throat as he did it over and over again. Finally quenching his thirst, Percy leaned against a tree and slid down.

Staring down at his wrists, Percy let out a quiet sob. There were cuts and bruises all over his arms and that didn't compare to the rest of his body. Curling up, he quietly began to sob. He was going to die here. He wasn't going to make it out alive. There was no doubt he would end up starving in this forest.

"Why do you cry, child?" Percy looked up and saw another girl his age staring right back at him, her silver eyes glanced at him worriedly as they scanned his body. Seeing her take a step forward, Percy stumbled backwards and hid his hands behind him.

"S-Stay away" Percy let out a choked sob. "You don't want to know. It wouldn't do you any good." Percy began to slide back more and more until he bumped into another tree.

The girl stared at him before her eyes were widened with shock as she saw Percy's hands. Of course, she had seen a lot of people and this was definitely not the first time she had ever seen anyone, around this age, beat black and blue but to the extent that Percy was beaten? That was new.

"What happened to you?" She asked curiously as she stepped closer, ignoring his pleas for her to distance herself.

"Nothing, I just tripped and fell is all!" Percy lied lamely, not believing it himself.

The girl approached him slowly and took a seat in front of him, making sure to keep enough distance from him. "It's alright, don't worry. My name is Artemis and I want to help you."

Percy shook his head and scooted back slightly. "No, you don't understand. No one can help me. No one can and no one will." Percy curled up into a ball again and tried to stop the tear flow. Honestly, he was crying in front of a girl and he was all scratched up. This was embarrassing.

"You're bleeding." Artemis pointed at him. "Will you please come over to the water and at least let me help you?"

Percy frantically shook his head. She didn't understand! If his mother or father somehow found them out here and saw her treating his wounds then there was no doubt she would get hurt as well.

"Come on, it's alright," She said as she walked over to him and slowly pulled him up, "You need to be healed and there is no point in arguing with it." She told him as she dragged him to the pond.

Percy erratically tried to get out of her grip but she kept an iron hold on him as she leads him to the water. "Boy, I am trying to heal you. There is no point arguing with me. Now sit down at once." Percy could tell she was beginning to lose her cool. Her voice got deeper and almost seemed to growl at him.

Hearing this Percy quietly abided and stopped moving. Every fibre of his body did not want to agree with this but something in him told Percy to listen to her. Quietly, he sat down on the dock that he had been at only moments before.

Jumping down into the small pond, Percy took note of how it only filled her to her waistline. Pulling a cloth from her jacket, she dipped it in the water, soaking it as much as she could before ringing it out. "Give me your arm."

Hesitantly, Percy reached down and gave his hand to Artemis which she pulled down and begun to scrub it. Percy had to turn away from his arm and he could see the girl biting her lip and focusing on the task. After a moment she froze in her steps and growled. "Who did this to you?"

"N-No one" Percy shook his head quickly. "I tripped and fell!"

"Do not lie! I know someone did this to you. Was it a friend? Don't tell me... was it your father?" At the last part, Percy winced and her eyes widened. "My apologies"

Percy shook his head. "It's both of them."

The girl stopped cleaning his arm and froze. Grabbing Percy's chin she lifted it down to look into his eyes. "What?"

"It's both of them," Percy repeated, looking away, ashamed, "Both my mom and my dad."

She was frozen for just a moment, clearly taken back by this. "I see, come into the water so I can tend to the rest of your wounds," she quietly murmured. Percy didn't argue with her and slowly walked into the water. His wounds were aching all over. "What now?"

"Now you take your shirt off." She ordered him to which he shook his head, fear masking his features.

"No." Percy stood defiantly from her and wrapped his hands around his shirt. He couldn't let her see scars underneath it. There was no way that she could see what was on his back.

She stopped in her tracks. This was much more defiant then he had been earlier and it was clear by the spark of rebellion in his eyes. Although it seemed he was rejecting her order more out of fear than anger.

Rather than letting him pick, the girl grabbed both of his arms and held them above his head. He was so weak that his struggles barely moved her. Then with her other hand, she grabbed his shirt and ripped it off.

Eyes widened and he took a step back. "No please, you don't understand."

"What." She murmured. Percy tried to hide by going down into the water but Artemis yanked him back up, inspecting his wounds more closely despite him trying to hide them with his scrawny arms. There was blood everywhere and that wasn't didn't even compare to the scratches.

"I'm sorry." Percy turned away, "This is embarrassing." He quietly whispered.

Artemis began to get to work almost at once and Percy had one of the biggest blushes on his face. The girl ignored this and continued to work until she turned to the backside and gasped. Percy winced as he no doubt saw the scars written on his back.

With a slender finger, Percy could feel as she followed the word written on his back. "You are not a freak. You realize that right? You are not what they say you are."

Percy's head fell and he stared into the pond. He had no words to say and he disagreed with her thoughts. He was a freak. He must have been to have had all this to him. "But-"

"No buts." She firmly ordered him. "No child should have to go through what you did. Take me to them right now," She said more firmly.

"No," Percy said firmly. There was no way he was taking her to them. Knowing his "parents", they would lock her away in the basement and torture her like they did him. He couldn't involve anyone else in their little game. "They'll hurt you. You don't know what they're like." Percy warned her meekly.

"Fine, at least tell me where they live" she replied. There was no way she was leaving this as it was.

"Why?" Percy asked suspiciously. He didn't know this random girl but she seemed way too overconfident that she would be just fine if she came across Smelly Gabe or Stinky Sally.

"It's so that we can report them to the police." She lied smoothly. As if the police would do anything more than warn them. She had a much more efficient way of dealing with parents like that, not that Percy would know.

"You don't have to go through all the trouble" Percy mumbled embarrassedly but then something captured his curiosity. 'What was she doing here?' He voiced his thoughts out to her.

"Ah, I was on a hunting trip." Artemis lied with ease, thousands of years of practice makes you profound in anything.

Percy nodded before gaining an inquisitive look, "With who?" he asked, it was pretty taboo letting out a young girl, especially a good looking one, out by herself far away from society in the middle of the woods.

"Ah… I'm here with my friends? Maybe once this is done I'll introduce you. But that's enough about me; please tell me where do you live?" She pleaded, quickly diverting the conversation away from her and back on the correct path with false sincerity.

Percy really needed a place to stay and a source of food so if her friends could help him, he would gladly accept. "On one condition, I-I need a… stay" Percy mumbled, twiddling his fingers nervously.

"You need a what?"

Percy looked at their reflection in the pond, a boy who looked on the verge of death standing next to a girl that put supermodels to shame. There was no way he could ask if he could stay with her, that was too much. "Nothing, let's go," Percy said as his bright red blush faded and a look of determination covered his face. Forcing the blush down, Percy headed towards the way he came before turning around and stating "They live this way..."

"Yeah, coming but maybe you should put on a shirt first," Artemis pointed out causing Percy's face to turn red, "Uh…" Artemis rolled her eyes before taking off her own jacket and passing the silver parka around Percy. This was the third time she had made Percy blush in a few seconds but Percy took it gratefully and gave the Goddess a small smile which she gladly returned.

Percy took the lead as they walked through the forest to his home. The awful stench of beer was all Percy could smell, his stomach started to ache. They continued onwards, small packets of cigars and shattered bottles of beer and blood of unlucky animals stained the grass. The sickening feeling in Percy's stomach grew and his brain demanded him to turn back. Soon the CO2 filled air filled Percy's lungs; the now familiar feeling of being in the presence of those "cancer-sticks" was all he could feel. No longer was he feeling any form of joy that he felt before. His brain screeched at him to turn tail and run, he didn't want to care for the new girl, he wanted to give up but she had shown him so much compassion and been so friendly with him that just giving up on her like that would leave an even bigger pit in his stomach.

It was only a matter of time before the dreaded building came in sight for Perseus. It was a two-story building with paint peeling off the sides, with long, uncut grass that had empty beer bottles and cigar packs scattered throughout it, decorating the ground. This place was once a lively home when he was young but it became the place he feared. This was it. This was the place he referred to as home for the past 14 years of his wonderful life.

"Alright, let's head back now," Percy said with haste as he swivelled 180 degrees and began to march away.

Artemis

Artemis stared at him blankly as he speed-walked away before sighing sadly and waving her hand and then she muttered "κοιμάμαι (sleep)" and surely enough Percy dropped to the ground like a sack, filled to the brim, before turning and flashing herself into the home.

The Silver clad Goddess appeared within the living room and glanced around, the walls were stained with brown, red and various other colours, the walls had paint slowly peeling off them and the almost barren room which only accommodated a decent sized TV which was in top notch condition which was unusual in comparison to the rest of the room and a sofa that had several questionable stains as well as empty bottles of beers left haphazardly.

Artemis looked at the bottles in disgust. Her huntresses almost always had some issue relating to that drink. She shook her head before walking upstairs, searching for the two that the boy abused him, she believed him no doubt on the man abusing him, after all, a mother abusing their own child? Whilst it wasn't a far cry and realistic it still was far from usual after all, the mother had to keep him in her for 9 months of excruciating pain.

Sally and Gabe were worried - at best, at worst they were petrified, now, one would assume, and rightfully so, that they're worried about their son's safety. After all, he had just gone missing but that would be from someone who hasn't had any previous context. What the two were worried about was that Percy was going to snitch on them, tell the police of what they've done and then they'd be hit with several legal problems. For a starter their rights as Percy's parents would be terminated but that wasn't much of a bother for either of them however what was most definitely a bother would be their ruined reputation since not many people like someone who's physically and verbally abused a young child for over a decade and they'd get criminal records. Something that'd make their lives infinitely harder since then neither could get a job and in an absolute worst case scenario they'd both get lifetime prison sentences.

Sally was brought out of her argument with Gabe over what to do when she suddenly felt a searing pain engulf her mind and all she could see was a pair of silver eyes glaring at her before memories began to play throughout her mind.

It began with her meeting a man, a man that women dream of with his raven black hair and sea green eyes. She could recall the day she met him on the beach like yesterday, the image of him as he arose from the sea with his three-pronged trident in hand embedded in her mind. Sally whimpered at the memory, wishing she could go back to those days when she could feel safe in his arms. The memories sped by in a flash before stopping on another image of her with the green-eyed man. Sally was pacing around the house, which appeared in a much better condition than it was now, waiting for her lover to return from the Winter Solstice meeting on Olympus. She had amazing news for him, she was pregnant. When he finally did return from the meeting, he was completely mentally exhausted. Sally quickly ushered him to the sofa and laid him down, as he massaged his temples she announced to him that she had great news for him causing the God to look up at her and brighten at that. Happily, he accepted as he could now divert his thoughts from the meeting he had just attended. He scooted back against the arm of the couch to lean against so he could look up at her instead of just staring at the ceiling. Sally normally didn't have any news for him so with his exhaustion forgotten he asked what her news was. Her response would dim his mood, but it would also brighten his day. They were going to have a child; it would mean he would get the chance to have another son. It would also mean that he would have to leave Sally once their son was born, something he didn't want to have to tell her but needed to for the sake of their trust in each other. At the heart-wrenching news that her lover would have to leave her, she made a desperate attempt to have him stay with her and the child even while completely understanding his bindings to the Ancient Laws. Her lover told her to marry a mortal man who could cover their son's scent from the monsters of the Greek world. "Poseidon", she said, "How could I ever love another like I do you?" His curt response of "You don't need to love him, just marry him and keep him around", after his response, the memories flashed past Sally's sight once again before slowing down on a scene of abuse.

Soon it became too much, dealing with Gabe, it was constant, never-ending torture for her! It was too much, why did she fall in love with the God? Why did he have to get her pregnant? Why did she trade in monsters that only attack through claws of steel but can be killed to a monster that cannot be killed? Sally looked at the 6-pack of beers. If Gabe's always drinking from them they must be at least half-good, right? She walked over to the pack that lay carelessly on the coffee table that sat in front of the sofa and grabbed a bottle, ignoring the 4-year-old who watched curiously as his mother took the bottle and began to drink. Soon one drink became two and after two drinks she drank some more. To say Gabe was pleased when he saw Sally would be the biggest understatement of the century, the fat, pig-eyed man was beyond ecstatic to see his wife drink and he immediately took advantage of it, introducing her to more things, to drugs like "legal highs". Soon, nothing logical, reasonable or loving filled Sally's mind, in it was a cruel monster together, the couple began to torment the young child relentlessly, each day they did something new - something worst. Only when Percy had to begin going to school was he gifted the sweet release from his eternal tormentors. Sally could recall seeing the fear in his eyes as he stared at her.

Artemis glared at the woman who had stood by as her son was tortured; this was disgusting, for over 10 years of such horror, suffering on a day-to-day basis, and never feeling safe at home. Only when he was in school did he ever feel safe - even if only slightly more than at home.

Artemis had to control herself, as a part of her wished to take her true form and wipe their disgusting presence from the Earth. The rational side of her mind won over, if she took her true form, there was a good chance that nearby mortals would be harmed. Also, she did not need to draw the attention of Olympus to the area. Zeus would certainly send Hermes to investigate the power spike. She needed to keep Percy's existence a secret, for now. She needed to confront the boy's father and determine how he was able to hide his scent for so long. The last thing Olympus needed was a civil war. Not when they should be focusing on the Titan threat.

Artemis drew a Stygian Iron hunting knife from the folds of her uniform. She would make sure these mortals suffer. Percy would never have to endure their evil any longer. Before turning to Gabe, she made a note to herself, to ask Hades for a special favour when this was over. Freezing their minds, she ordered the pair to sit on the sofa in the living room. She smiled darkly to herself as they did exactly as she ordered. Artemis drew a second knife made of Stygian Iron. She would only do some damage, the rest, well, would be quite enjoyable to watch for her.

"This is for Percy," Artemis growled menacingly, her voice resonating around them due to godly magic. Then she launched herself at Gabe. She released her hold on his mind for just a moment to enjoy the thrill that filled her at the horrified look that had appeared in his eyes. Oh yes, they would pay dearly.

Landing just before the couple, Artemis dropped to a knee and taking each of her knives, stabbed both of Gabe's knees on either side. She ordered him to fold his knees at awkward angles. The scream that left his lungs filled her with glee.

Quickly leaping above them, Artemis drove her knives into Sally's shoulders, driving through the bone and out the other side. Her piercing shriek merely brought a smile to Artemis' face.

Artemis forced them to lie on their stomachs and engraved "monster" on both their backs, slowly and painfully with a pair of rusted scissors. She then summoned acid and slowly poured it into the fresh wounds, watching it slowly seep into the flesh and taking sadistic pleasure in their howling. In the end, both of them lost their voices.

Finally, she decided that the best way to end their pathetic existences would be through at each other's hand, with the snap of her finger two blades appeared in both Gabe and Sally Ugliano's hands and she grinned before waving her hand and suddenly both of them stood up with glazed eyes and charged at one another, blades posed against each other. Artemis let out a small chuckle before walking into the other room and flashing away to where Percy Jackson was asleep.

Artemis sighed contently before walking over to the limp body of Percy Jackson. She stared at him for maybe a minute straight, her mind racing over several actions she could perform.

She debated on sending him to a foster home but he was different, he had divine blood flowing through his veins but she couldn't pinpoint who it was. However, whoever it was they must be powerful to conceal a person's unprotected mind from herself, the Huntress Goddess. Even then, the power radiating from the boy was enough to put her on edge, it wasn't that large, no it was the fact that he was unaware of it that was unnerving and with it honed to a point it could become a deadly weapon; a weapon that could change the world if used right.

Was this the cause of the Fates, to create a weapon for them to aid them? Yes… dark omens have been occurring, Zeus' master bolt having been stolen, the poisoning of Thalia's tree, powerful monsters gathering together with organized raids onto Camp Half-Blood and the rebirth of the Ophiotaurus. Yes, dark days are coming and they'll need all the help they can get. She decided she had to aid this young boy, hone the blade that is his powers. There was only little doubt in the Goddess' mind that he'd play a crucial role in the upcoming days, weeks, months or years.