Chapter 2. Seriously, what?

Artemis looked around with worry. Oh Gods what if one of the hunters fired on him. Would he really launch them into deep orbit? Apollo had fired a Godly arrow at him yesterday and it had zero effect on the ex-demi-god.

"Girls, we've got a visitor today, and it is IMPERATIVE that you do not attack him, because you will lose your life and unfortunately I am powerless to stop that." Artemis told her hunters after she'd gathered them all. They all shared hushed whispers at their mistresses' words. There was someone strong enough that Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt totally powerless against? That had to be some kind of mistake.

"How many of you remember Percy Jackson?" She asked, looking around from face to face. Thalia had already been told the short version of what had happened and it had shaken her up like a violent tempest raging within.

If Artemis could use their memory of the boy they once knew as a starting point, then perhaps she would succeed in getting none of them to attack him. "Yes ma'am, he was the one with the quest where Zoe had fought against her father, Atlas." Atalanta, an older girl, daughter of Artemis' idiot brother Apollo. Atalanta was easily the most level headed hunter Artemis had ever had, alongside Thalia that is who had joined the hunt to avoid being the child of prophecy, instead pushing Percy into that position.

"Yes well, he is no longer that demi-god we once knew. He has changed astronomically and while I know some of you may not like it, I have personally asked him to do me the favor of teaching you all for the next few days. He is to be treated with the utmost respect because of who he is, am I clear?" Artemis asked them. She needed to press on because it was very nearly ten o clock and she didn't take Percy for someone who would be late against his own word, not now anyway.

"And who exactly IS he?" Tania asked in an agitated tone. First she had to NOT kill Percy but second she had to take lessons from him? That was a step above and asking too much in her own eyes. Artemis could see that Tania would be a problem but she couldn't blame her, she WAS a daughter of Ares after all.

"Death." The sound of shadows whipping ferociously lasted for less than a second before Percy stood next to Artemis and Thalia. He looked taller than when she'd seen him last night. He didn't feel as cold, perhaps she was the one who was bringing him back from the brink of becoming nothing more than a personification, and actually the man who he'd been before his tremendous personal conflicts inside Hell. She didn't even know HOW he had come about getting the title of Death, but that was something that she was certain he wasn't going to tell her, not yet at least.

Tania had drawn her bow back with such extreme speed that it shocked even Artemis who was stuck in time trying desperately to break free and prevent the girl from being killed. The Goddess could do nothing but watch in what was quickly turning into hopelessness as Tania was ready to let her arrow loose at Percy.

Instantly Percy had moved in front of the hunter and placed a single finger against the propped arrow, stopping it from being released. "Shoot me and I will personally put you in the void. I will erase any trace of your existence. Do you understand?" He asked her neutrally. He wasn't being malicious but at the same time the Goddess knew that the only reason he hadn't destroyed her soul then and there was because of Artemis. She'd asked him to HELP her hunters not hurt them.

"Y-yes!" Nobody could see what Tania was seeing, but Percy had caused an overwhelming pressure to envelope him, it almost caused the gravity around them to crush everything but he had it under control and before long it had seemed like nothing more than a simple illusion.

"Lady Artemis, do they know why I am here?" He asked, turning is gaze towards the silver Goddess who had finally been freed from her temporary prison, being frozen to the spot. It had been unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. Had HE immobilized her on purpose, possibly without even thinking about it. How much power did he have at his finger tips?

"They do, and thank you for not throwing any of my hunters into space, I appreciate it." Artemis told him quietly. Only Thalia heard but it was enough for her to crack a laugh. That seemed to have caught Percy's attention.

"Oh hello Tha... What was that name? Thals. There we go. Sorry, I'm having a few problems recovering my memories before Tartarus." He gave her a sad smile. Thalia felt like crying, even after all of that time during the torture, even after becoming Death he had at least tried to remember her nick name. He might have been someone powerful enough to reap Gods but he was still her cousin and one of her closest friends.

"Hello Seaweed brain. Gods I need a new nickname for you now. How about Lazy Bones, get it?" She grinned from ear to ear, glad to have finally found him once again.

Percy smiled, "That's terrible." He added on top of it but the smile had never left his face. It was the first time that Artemis had seen any kind of warmth and mirth emanating from his eyes. She could have sworn that she'd also seen the smallest glint of emeralds when she looked at him.

"I'll come up with something better in time, now, you've got a lesson to teach." She told him, after giving him a quick hug that nobody could argue against, she pushed him back towards the others.

"OK, your first lesson is self taught. I need a volunteer to go first." He told them, looking around to see if anyone was brave enough to be the first to attempt his lesson. Thalia shrugged before coming back into his eyesight. She might as well be the first, she had to lead by example anyway.

"OK. Try your hardest to kill me, and I shall point out each and every flaw that you have. Once I'm satisfied with your skill level, that shall be the end of the lesson. There won't be any rest between now and when you finish your training. This could be a matter of hours or up to a week, maybe even two. Begin when you're ready." Thalia's eyes widened as she sent a gaze towards Artemis who offered her nothing more than a shrug in support.

The training was rigorous, Thalia felt like a deadweight after the sixth hour of constant fighting. Artemis had been sat cross legged underneath the shad of a tree, watching intensely for the entire time. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that Thalia had gained a huge margin of skill in the short time that Percy had been training with her. And to think, he'd promised to do this for each and every girl in the hunt. Artemis was truly blessed to have been able to make a friend out of that man.

Artemis watched, she studied the man she once knew. So far he hadn't actually made any attacks at Thalia, he'd just been dodging all of hers with complete accuracy and efficiency. He'd not needed to use much focus to avoid getting hit by Thalia either, she was simply put, not in his league of power. Artemis decided that Percy wasn't going to be able to showcase any of his real power, not on the hunters at least, so she retired to her quarters.

In the end, Percy had decided against beasting Thalia without rest, she was only a demi-god after all and despite being an immortal huntress, she still had to rest, plus he held a soft spot for her considering how close they had been before. He'd promised to train for eight hours a day with whomever he was currently tutoring, and so when he had finally decided to let Thalia rest overnight, he had explained how he was going to do things before he'd disappeared from the camp with only a click of his fingers.

Line Break. So, you liking it?

The moon shone bright upon the campsite, the time striking around two o clock. Artemis was in her tent, staring down at some plans she'd thrown onto her planning table. The idea was to try and find a fresh hunt for all of the girls who weren't currently going to be training with Percy.

She'd been deep in thought when she heard the rustle of leaves and shadows whipping at the air for a second before looking up to find Percy standing there looking down at her with a strange glint in his eye. Strangely he wasn't in his suit but rather some leather hunting trousers, dirty brown boots and a vest that clung tightly to his body. Even through the clothes Artemis could see how incredibly tight and defined his muscles were. That was definitely something that the old Percy didn't quite have. Funnily enough, she didn't mind that part of the new Percy, that could stay around for a while. She also had no idea what was making her have those kinds of thoughts, as that wasn't the first time since he'd been back.

The first time that sort of thing had entered her mind was in New Rome when he'd stood up against the entire legion of behalf of the Greeks. The sheer confidence that he had was astounding, though, now she knew why. Never would the Romans ever have been able to hurt him, let alone kill him.

"Percy? You should learn to knock, I could have been naked." Artemis told him, Percy could see that she was visibly annoyed with this act of apparent privacy intrusion, though she must have been remaining calm because of the fact that she would have to blow up half of the world in order to hurt him, or come close to it.

Percy grinned slightly, "Well, I can come back in a few minutes if you're still planning on getting naked?" His eyes were locked with hers, challenging her on every level. They both remained silent for a moment. The air was filled with tension and something else, like an unseen battle between fire and ice.

"What do you want?" Artemis asked, finally breaking what was to her a near unbearable silence. She didn't mind staring into his eyes though. It was like watching a personal progress, HER personal progress towards restoring the old Percy. The first time she'd seen them there were cold and emotionless, the darkest shade of black she'd ever seen, but now, it looked as though his old beautiful shade of green was trying its hardest to burst free of their blackened cage.

"To fight." He told her without so much as a single hint of sarcasm. He had come to her at the dead of night to fight with her.

"Why?" She asked, stepping way from her table and instead, giving Percy her full focus. He had actually come here just to fight with her, at it confused her to no end.

"Because you are very powerful and will give me a chance to stretch and have a bit of fun. Come on, you can't turn around and lie to my face about wanting to test MY capabilities." He said, grinning the whole time. Artemis glared at him and his smug grin. She hated the fact that he was entirely right.

"And what, you wish to just spar right here in the middle of my camp? My hunters could be hurt." Artemis told him, hands on her hips, her sass making an appearance for the first time in a while.

"I can cast a protective barrier over each and every one of them. So what about it? Will the fiery Goddess Artemis take on Death in a fair and friendly battle? I'd even go so far as to make a wager." He was really starting to get a kick out of this. She found herself wondering out of everyone and everything, why was he coming to her with this? She was by no means the strongest God so surely if he truly wanted to test his own strength then he should be winding up Zeus instead of proposing a fight to her.

"What is it that you would wager?" She asked him cautiously. Percy stood there, focusing for a moment of what it was that he could possibly have that would interest her. It had taken a long moment of thought before he finally came up with something, and it was definitely in her interests.

"I have a very special weapon in my personal arsenal. It is a bow that is capable of trapping Demons within a psycho-kinetic barrier as strong as the willpower of the bow's wielder." Artemis' eyes were the thing that alerted Percy to the fact that she was interested. A bow with that kind of power was indeed a very rare and no doubt unique weapon, and now she greatly wanted it. Though she'd never faced a Demon before, but with Percy being around her camp recently, she could never be too prepared for what trouble was no doubt going to follow.

"OK, but what could you possibly want from me, and how exactly do I win this wager? I'm not entirely sure I could even kill you." She told him outright with a sigh. She knew that he was no doubt going to be hard work at some point in his life what with being a son of Poseidon, but she never expected THIS, which, in fairness, nobody had.

"Hmm, I'm guessing you wouldn't be too happy about the idea of a date." He chuckled slightly earning what sounded like a very low pitched growl emanating from Artemis' throat.

"That's not funny." She told him with a lethal glare.

"I laughed." He muttered under his breath as happy as ever. "No, I shall think of something, truthfully the wager was more to incline you towards actually accepting my request of a fight. If I win, I'll decide on something later, and I promise it will be sensible." He told her with a genuine smile.

She wasn't sure whether it had come along with all of the other changes or if it had manifested when his power had, but Percy Jackson had all of the confidence in the world. Thankfully he also had sense otherwise, much like most of her family, Percy may have ended up going around creating little Percy's. The thought horrified her. An army of miniature grim reapers inhabiting the mortal world because of Percy's somewhat natural charm.

"Fine, I will fight you. I see no point in wasting time, let's go." She clicked her fingers, flashing to the center of her camp. Percy grinned, finally, a real fight.

Line Break. If something seems out of place, it's probably by design.

Artemis had her prey in her sights but for the first time in her immortal life she had absolutely no idea how to go about taking it down. This was by far the hardest thing she ever had to do, and the worst part was that this was, from the very beginning, only going to be a friendly fight. She'd agreed to his proposal on the ground that, like he'd already pointed out, she was desperate to see how strong he was, and he just really wanted to have a care free fight with someone strong enough to make him actually need to move around for it.

After having already seen the extent of Apollo's, and similarly her own, Godly bow against Percy, she'd opted with pulling out two beautiful hunting knives, both the shape of crescent moons with an equally stunning silver glow about them. She held them with a perfect stance. Percy knew that this was going to be a good fight.

So it was to be a fight starting from close quarters combat. He could deal with that, heck, he enjoyed the thought of getting up close and personal, though that thought seemed to extend to something else which he just absolutely could not do, not with Artemis of all people, despite how much the thought enticed him.

With a moment of equal appreciation for each other as opponents, Percy pulled his hand across the air in front of him, a ripple in reality soon formed but disappeared just as quickly yet in it's strangely mesmerizing wake, it left a knife the same size as the ones in Artemis' hands, yet he only held one. It appeared to be a standard knife but all things considered, Percy wasn't about to use a God killer in a friendly fight.

"We fight until one of us forfeits." Artemis announced with a gleeful glint in her eyes. Truthfully, she was going to enjoy this, a lot. Percy noticed this and raised an eyebrow but said nothing. After all, it was his exact reason for asking her in the first place. Thalia came strolling out of her tent with a yawn at the exact moment that Artemis and Percy both struck out, the force of three blades coming together with godlike forces behind them either side was enough to send out a small shock wave.

Thalia was nearly thrown to her feet, "What the fu-LADY ARTEMIS!" Thalia's emotions went through some interesting stages from anger and confusion to protectiveness and incredulity. Why in Hades were Artemis and Percy knife fighting!?

"It's OK Thalia, this is a friendly spar, warn any other girls that wake up." Artemis shot back at her lieutenant before returning her focus on fighting the so far insurmountable stopping force in front of her. Percy's expression hadn't changed from bemused after their knives had clashed.

Artemis went in for another strike with one blade trailing slightly after the other. Percy swatted her first hand away and blocked the second with his own knife, aware of the first hand that was making it's way towards him yet again. He quickly spun around and pressed his back against her body, grabbing a wrist and holding on to it whilst swatting away another. He hooked a heel around one of her own before violently pushing forwards. Artemis was thrown clear over his body and into the tree line before he dashed right after her. This was definitely a fight that he was going to enjoy far more than teaching the hunters.

Artemis was surprised, he wasn't even using godlike strength, just that of his current form, proving that Percy was, in retrospect to all of the other demi-gods, a supernatural among them. "Perseus I must admit, you're starting to impress me." Artemis muttered, recovering quickly considering she'd just been thrown into a tree with enough force to cause half of the roots to penetrate the surface.

"Lady Artemis I must admit, you've always impressed me." He told her seriously as he continued to advance towards her, both of them brandishing their knives and ready for the next round of combat. Artemis swore to herself that she wouldn't be caught off guard like that again, and really it was all her fault that she was. She just... Couldn't help trying to find the small traces of green that swam around his blackened iris'. They were like beacons of hope that she desperately wished weren't figments of her imagination, because in her own eyes that could mean only one thing.

"Except for the part where you refuse to refer to me as Death, but I can deal with that. Mother didn't raise a whiny little boy... In fairness, she didn't raise what I've turned into but she was a good mother, I made sure she went to the right place." He smiled softly. This caught Artemis off guard for the second time in the fight.

She knew quite a bit about Percy from their years of strange occurrence where their paths would cross. She knew that Percy's mother could not have died of old age, and knowing Poseidon, he would simply not allow for her to have died in a mortal accident of any kind. There must have been foul play at hand.

As if noticing what Artemis' mind was working away at, Percy spoke up about it, "I'm tracking the killer down right now, don't worry yourself about it." He informed her before spinning in a quick circle, launching a throwing knife at her. With a flick of her wrist, she diverted the throwing knife before countering with three of her own. Things were quickly escalating with the two of them, and it only became apparent to Artemis when she noticed the hunters all camped out following the two of them, keeping their distance but still watching.

The only other thing that showed how much they were upping their strength was the fact that whenever Percy moved, the ground seemed to be temporarily stuck in it's own personal gravity tunnel close to where his feet had landed. The tell tale sign that someone is suppressing incredible amounts of power.

Before Percy could unleash yet another attack with that annoying little knife, Artemis had chosen to up the game. She twirled her knives around so fast that they glowed before changing into something else. She held a shield and a short sword in her hands.

"Wow, that's a good look for you milady, you should go with it more often." Percy chuckled, aware that she was pretty much giving him the go ahead to continue rising with his power. Artemis grinned, seeing the thrill of the fight just as much as her opponent.

"I may be renowned as the hunter, but I am STILL a warrior Goddess and know my way around sword and shield just as much as a knife and a bow, you would do well not to take me lightly." Even though her words were harsh, her tone was anything but, and Percy could physically see how much she was enjoying this.

"Well, I guess it's my turn." Percy's once lopsided signature grin was no more a thing of the present, she'd not seen it once since he'd been back, but there was a replacement and oh Gods she actually liked that blasted thing. Percy grinned, one side of his lips raising just enough to reveal a toothy canine that stuck out above the rest. His grin was animalistic and had a slight tinge of demonic to it, but not the bad kind, just a neutral figure of pure destructive power. She had NO idea why this was all hitting her at once. She had a damn oath to uphold, plus, she hated most men. Actually all of them apart from him.

Percy span his own knife around before throwing it into the dirt by his feet. Once again he swiped his hand across the air in front of him, only this time he retrieved a much larger blade than the knife he'd originally summoned. She had a shield and a short sword, he had pulled out a brilliant ornate katana with a sky blue hilt and a black blade that she struggled to see in the darkness surrounding them. She was in real trouble if he decided to attack with his true speed, especially as that particular blade looked strong enough to slice and dice through her body like a soul reaping blade through ichor.

She decided that no matter how long this battle really was, unless she did something drastic then the end result would be the same. She moved forwards with speed that, despite it being Artemis, still surprised Percy though he hid it well. She slammed her shield into the hand he had control over the katana with, causing it to be pushed away before she spun and slammed her heel into the side of his leg and kicked out at the sword, sending it shooting out of his grasp. It embedded itself into a thick tree with a loud thud.

He was aware of what she was trying to do though, and decided that giving up the blade would give him an advantage if he could pull it off with enough speed. He'd clasped both hands around her before she'd flipped him over her body like he'd done to her at the start of the fight. She'd gone tumbling down with him. Both of them landing in a head a few meters from where she'd tried to throw him from. He had a knee pinning her shield down and was using the palms of his hands to slap her blade away every time it came near him.

He realized that without some form of metal he couldn't keep up his defence against her unrelenting attacks for long. He rolled backwards and summoned his trump card. By the time he was back on his feet he had a beautiful white bow in his hands, drawn back and aimed at her. To his utmost shock, she had done that exact same thing, except she looked far more ready to shoot than he was. The confusing thing was that neither her sword nor shield were any longer in sight. She wasn't just good, she was fantastic, and the best fight he'd ever had in his life.

"All out Artemis, don't let me down this far!" Percy shouted with sheer joy as they both released their bow strings. In the distance, Thalia and Atalanta were perched in a tree, watching the two tremendous forces go at it.

They were both incredibly in tune with their mistress, and Thalia knew the old Percy better than anyone, and though this new Percy was somewhat of a far cry from the old, that was mostly just on the surface. At his core, he was still Percy Jackson, even if he was now Death. Though, Thalia had her suspicions about it, his current form didn't seem like that of a God killer, it was more angelic with the way that he'd spoken to them and even agreed to train them, but that was just her suspicions.

"He's loving this." Atalanta actually smiled. It was nice to see someone like him finally able to smile after what she could only assume was years upon years of things that would have broken lesser men, but perhaps all of that pain was just skillfully hidden away from prying eyes.

More and more explosions went off, not even seconds apart from one another as the two kept firing arrow after arrow, only a few loose arrows managing to hit their surroundings as most were colliding with one another. "Yes, but so is she. Look closely Atalanta as I suspect that only you and I have quick enough reflexes to see it, but they aren't even needing to aim at each other, they're both firing on instinct." Thalia told her, only becoming more certain of it with each passing moment.

"But... Then what are they looking at?" Atalanta asked, entirely confused. In fairness to her, she'd only been asleep for around half an hour before she was awoken by the sounds of The Goddess of the Hunt and Death having a knife fight, not something that would go down quietly in any sense of the concept.

Thalia considered the question for a moment before she figured it out, and she wasn't entirely sure how she should react to it. "Each other." She whispered just loud enough for Atalanta to hear it. None of the others needed to know that. It could have been nothing more than the thrill of the fight temporarily overcoming Artemis, but deep down Thalia knew that it could very well be something much more than that, and she didn't know how she was meant to react to that, but the thought of it actually made her want to smile.

Artemis was her sister and after Percy had been gone for the few months to them, Artemis had quickly become her best friend, and vice-versa. Atalanta just looked even more confused than before, "Yes but I don't see how that... Oh. OH." Atalanta just looked straight ahead, gears were working overdrive in her mind when she'd fully understood what Thalia had meant, and as she watched as intensely as the rest of the hunt, she saw it for herself.

"Thing about it, the two of them, having a 'friendly' fight. It's the two people in this world least likely to form attachments of a romantic kind after everything their lives have led them through. This fight can only be compared to passionate sex to them." Thalia pointed out. Atalanta's face scrunched up in disgust.

"I did NOT need that mental image Thalia." She actually looked like she was ready to pass out. The explosions stopped, the gusts of wind from the force of their arrows had no longer reached the hunters and there was nothing but silence as they anticipated what was going to happen next.

No one quite expected the moon to shine even brighter and for the sky to be lit up like a grand fireworks display that even Zeus could only dream of pulling off. "Hey girls." Apollo announced his arrival to the hunters. At this point none of them even bothered to shoot at him, they had all gotten bored after it'd had no effect on him. Quite respectfully he'd never come around for anything unless it was deadly important and it directly involved Artemis, so they kind of had a good deal with him. They all still hated his annoyances though, none more than Atalanta herself.

"What do you want?" The daughter of Apollo was the default voice of the hunt if Apollo himself was concerned and Artemis was busy. This counted as busy, and that was why Apollo had manifested his mortal form, he thought it only fair to explain what was happening in the sky above them.

"So, this little light show right here caused even Hades to get out of his dark little den and immediately appear in the throne room. Up in that unusually bright night sky is two immortals having a fist fight in their divine forms. They couldn't do that down here or they would have atomized everything within about one hundred miles." Apollo told them, never taking his eyes off of the battle above. To a God who was able to actually see the fight, it was truly something amazing. Only on incredibly rare occasions had Gods used their divine forms, and most of those weren't to fight.

"What does Percy's divine form look like?" Thalia asked her Godly brother. Apollo slowly took his sunglasses off and rubbed his eyes before turning towards Thalia who was still perched on a low hanging branch with Atalanta.

"Pray you never find out Thalia, because it is one of the most terrifying things I have ever seen in my immortal life." Apollo told them. As if all on cue, every hunters slowly turned to look at Apollo as if waiting for a terrible punchline. Their shock was evident when he just shrugged sadly.

"He IS Death, I don't know what you want me to tell you. I will say it right now and I'll say a thousand more times to get the point across. My sister is a much braver immortal than I. I'm not going anywhere near that skyline until I absolutely have to bring the sun up. So I have no idea how she's not only fighting against him with such determination but... She's actually happy, genuinely happy for the first time in a long time." Apollo sighed, being in a mortal form near the two fighting immortals was heavily taking it's toll and he needed to return to his throne to get his strength back.

"Thalia. They're both going to be exhausted, well, Percy not so much but still... Save your questions for another time after they've both recovered their energies. Goodbye Atalanta." Apollo bowed his head to her and her only. She was his daughter and he loved all of his children, he genuinely did, Atalanta was special though, she'd quickly become his favorite, though he'd never admit it. The sun God left the hunters camp without any further words, and it was a good thing that he did because right where he'd been standing, what felt like a meteor had struck the ground there, sending chunks of earth and dirt flying out in every direction. Luckily, no hunters had been anywhere near it, and no one was harmed.

As the smoke and dust cleared, everyone was granted a crystal clear view of what was inside the small crater. Percy's human body battered and torn with a huge smile of content plastered across his face, the shocking part was that Artemis had him straddled at the waist, her own body had a fair few marks on it. They were both struggling with rugged breathe by the sounds of it. They'd had one Hades of a fight, starting out with knife then swords, bows and finally a divine fist fight.

"Satisfied?" Artemis asked him with a raised eyebrow. Percy just continued to smile at her before he answered with with his own signature grin.

He looked right into her eyes with a stare of steel, his half black iris' had been infiltrated half way through the fight, only to have been brought to life with blazes of emerald brighter than the sea itself. It had caught her off guard but not by much, she'd been waiting for it to happen since they'd met. There really was the old Percy hidden away somewhere in there, and she was bringing it back, as evident by his less than cold demeanor. He was actually acting like a person now.

"More than you realize." He grinned, still holding eye contact with her. They had shared a fairly sacred bond with each other during that fight. Neither of them had to worry about hurting anyone and they were finally able to let loose for once in their lives, something that Percy still wasn't able to do fully, but nether the less, Artemis had surpassed his power, or what little power remained in his body after the many seals that he'd placed on it. Even though it was a fraction of his power, it was still enough to challenge a Goddess and come very close to matching it, though that was something that she didn't need to know.

Artemis growled at his, letting loose one last punch because of his cheeky comment before she got up off of him and extended her hand to him. What was the point in having a fight like that if there was no sportsmanship to it.

"Thank you. You didn't disappoint me, Lady Artemis." Percy exit the crater with ease. His body started to physically heal within seconds right in front of their eyes. Artemis cocked her head to the side slightly.

"Percy I think we're past you needing a formal title. I am willing to openly acknowledge you as a friend, after all you ARE training each and every one of my hunters to be able to survive anything short of a God's wrath. Oh, and you also owe me a bow." Artemis grinned, waving a hand across her stomach. Her outfit repaired itself pretty quickly. She couldn't be in a man's presence with half of her body on the verge of being revealed. She expected at least one of her hunters to make some comments here and there but to her surprise, none did. She half expected them to be holding something away from her but decided not to pry. They'd all sworn themselves to her, so if they were not telling her anything, it was only for a good cause.

"That's true, I do, but I'm afraid I've used quite a lot of my power in our fight, so I can't pull it from the Soul Forge today, it will have to wait until the morning, and on that note I should add that mortals will no doubt come sniffing around because of our re-entry. We should make for camp Half-Blood and rest there until you girls decide on a direction for your next hunt." Percy proposed, he was happy to see that instead of arguments and arrow fire, they all just sort of nodded and voiced their agreements almost immediately. He shared a confused glance with Artemis for a moment but felt it best not to question.

That was their plan, they were going to camp Half-Blood to escape the mortals that would soon be on their way. Percy had no problems with it, he could train the girls and give Artemis the bow he'd promised her, as she had technically, and literally, come out on top in their fight. He had no idea that she was actively planning on confronting him about what he'd said. He'd used up most of his power, was that really all the power that Death held? She understood that it was still a LOT, but she just expected more. She also wanted to ask him about his divine form.

Especially the black wings.

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