Chapter 1
An Unrequited Attraction
Westover hills during December is certainly not something I enjoy was the first thing Percy thought as he climbed a snow covered tree behind the school waiting for the monster aiming his siblings to come out.
After an hour of waiting Percy was irritated, being a demigod with above normal ADHA or the tree being covered in snow was not helping either.
"Why the Hades did I agree to do this" he voiced his thoughts after another hour.
Because you never say no to your patron, Perseus. A voice in his head said.
"Think of the devil and here he comes" Percy muttered fondly, eliciting chuckles from his said patron.
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It was an year after his mother adopted him as Percy walked through the streets of Olympus during the Winter solstice meeting. Percy was back to visit his mother After a successful year of learning archery under Eros. He was horrible at first, but if anything Percy was a fast learner.
He noticed a apple tree, (his mother's and his favorite fruit, Though he sometimes preferred grapes) filled with fruits despite the weather. he tried to climb the tree, but he couldn't as he had yet to train in that skill. He saw a pale man walking his way and thought he might as well ask for the man's help.
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The meeting was still underway when Lord Hades, the most 'evil' of gods walked away from the golden doors of the throne room fuming at his youngest brother's unfairness when he felt a tug in his black himation.
"Mister can you pick me An apple from that tree?" came the voice of a young boy.
Hades, the god of Death and the lord of underworld, was for the first time in his life unable to form any words. Nobody, not even his wife talked to him this way.
"I am lord Hades, boy" he snarled at the boy's disrespect.
"Okay lord Hades , can you pick me an apple?"
The stunned god of the death stared at the boy for a minute in absolute confusion before letting out an loud throaty laugh. He then used his control over shadows to cut the stem of a apple using a sharp solidified shade.
"That's so cool. Can I do it too?" The boy asked and pointed his hand forward, a look of concentration in his face.
Hades looked in amusement at the boy, but it turned into anger as the snow around the tree formed a sharp slide of water which cot the stem of not an apple, but the whole tree.
"Oops?"
"Who is your father, boy?"
"Mummy told not to say anyone."
"Who is your mother, boy?" Hades was looking livid now thinking the boy was mocking him.
"Aphrodite." He timidly replied.
Hades let out an angry snarl and looked into his memories. The Pain written in his mind surprised the over looker of the fields of punishment.
Hades picked up two apples from the fallen tree and guided Percy to Aphrodite's temple.
"Why don't we sit down and talk Percy." Hades said.
Few hours later the father of the horses' and the goddess of love's jaws hit the floor when they saw their son sleeping with his head rested on the lap of the most feared Olympian, whose first statement was "I want to be his patron."
The next morning, a man who was called 'smelly Gabe' by Percy, who somehow made it to Elysium due to the interference of Minos was escorted to the harshest of punishments by the lord of the underworld, while the aforementioned judge was replaced by a soul, known as Sally Jackson while still alive.
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The musing of the boy and the god was cut short by a sound of footsteps.
"Manticore" Percy whispered as he pressed the button in his black steel wristwatch, a gift from his patron, which turned into a stygian steel bow which had sharp outer edges baking it look like two 2'3" swords fixed together at their hilts.
He notched an arrow, taken from the quiver which materialized on his right shoulder, and took the aim, only to be disturbed by the unmistakable sound of an hunting horn.
"Shit" Percy cursed. A son of a goddess of love and a collection of man hating - bow wielding girls backed up by a even more man hating goddess of archery was not a healthy combination at all.
"Permission to kill, milady?" asked the coppery skinned girl with a silver circlet braided on her silky black hair.
Oh no, you don't get to point any sharp items at my patron's children. Percy told to himself in his head.
Percy took a stygian steel tipped arrow out of his quill and notched his bow, still on top of the tree. He pulled back the bowstring and concentrated on his target. He needed to stun him, damage him, and not harm the children; all in one shot.
The tip of his tail Percy decided, but noticed the aforementioned hunter was blocking his target. Letting out a growl, he twisted his arrow a little to the left and aimed a bit right to the actual target. He took a deep breath and let go of the arrow along with his breath.
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Zoe Nightshade was taking the aim at the manticore as she suddenly got that sense of being shot at, which only an old warrior could acquire after cheating death so many of times.
Even before she could turn around, a pitch black arrow sailed, almost touching her tip of the ear, and embedded itself on the tip of the manticore's tail, one of its most sensitive spots, which only experienced hunters knew of.
As the monster let out a bloodcurdling scream, A figure wearing a black hooded robe walked out of the shadows holding a pitch black bow. The hunters could only watch in awe as the figure, obviously male and unarmored, proceeded to tear the manticore apart with his bow which seemed to have sharp outer edges.
After five seconds, or an manticore, whichever pleases you , later the figure turned with a arrow notched but not aimed at the hunters. His face was not visible under the darkness of the hood.
That was when Lady Artimis gained enough of her wits to ask "Who are you ,boy?" , spitting out the last word as if it was the water from the river of fire of the underwater.
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Damn I can't escape without being shot ,Percy thought, might as well turn myself in, I was going to go to the camp this year anyway.
"I'm but a messenger here to collect my patron's children lady Artemis." he said in the most submissive voice he could master, which was apparently not enough to cloud the fact that he was holding a loaded bow.
"Lower your weapons, boy." A mean looking hunter snarled.
"No. Your mistress had killed enough of my siblings for me to be careful." Percy said "And they weren't necessarily males."
"Tell me who you are boy." Artemis demanded as hunters made a circle around him, pulling out their weapons.
"Perseus Jackson , son of Aphrodite" he said. And instantly he sensed someone silently launching herself at him, to which he retaliated by hitting her with the flat side of his blade / bow.
Instantly, an all out brawl of one versus two dozen plus one goddess started.
Percy used his bow to deflect the first hunting dagger and hit the hunter on her neck, instantly knocking her out. He then twisted his bow making two swards and battled the group of the most elite hunters to ever roam the earth.
Only two huntresses and the goddess were left, as Percy turned around kicking at the same time, knocking a hunter off her feet, when his green eyes, which turned dark until it was pitch black in the middle, met volcanic black orbs.
He let out a gasp at the sensation which he instantly recognized was felt and was stunned for a fraction of a second, which turned out to be a fraction too much as t hilt of a silver dagger hit him on his temple before he went unconscious.
A/N Thanks for your reviews/ favs / follows guys. I won't let you guys down. Expect the next update witin a month.
Forgot to say dont own PJO or HOO.
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