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Percy truly was an amazing addition to the Hunt.

It was like there was a barren patch in a garden. No one did anything to fix it because it never took away the beauty of the garden. But then you accidentally find the perfect flowers to fill in the patch and it makes the garden 100 times better.

Percy was the perfect flowers.

There were also a few changes though for Percy, specifically his heritage. His godly blood was switched.

For demigods the only way for a them to hold different powers from other gods are either being blessed or being the child of a one god while also being the descendant of another, like a son of Apollo but also an great-grandson of Hermes. But there is another way, one that wasn't ever used.

Breastfeeding. But not how Hera did with Hercules, she only blessed him with strength. He didn't have his godly blood-switched from Zeus to Hera. If you want it to truly switch you must do it 3 times a day, daily.

Artemis did that with Perseus. She was determined to get rid of the sea god's blood but was a little stuck when she learned there was only way to do it. Nevertheless, during breakfast, lunch and dinner, Artemis took Percy into her tent and breastfed him a week after joining the hunt.

After a month she recognized Percy didn't smell like the sea as much and more like the forest. It took another for the smell to disappear completely. After every feeding she cleaned herself thoroughly as a precaution for any other god sensing it. She continued breastfeeding Percy until he was 8 months when she noticed his smell of the forest was greater than when he smelled like the sea. She stopped doing it fearing that his mortal blood would begin to be replaced. If it goes too far she could very well turn him into a godling.

Granted the Hunt could never tell how Percy smelled, considering they weren't gods. They could only see that he didn't give off Poseidon's aura anymore but instead gave off their mistress. Also after Percy turned 3 months his facial features started to change. His eyes changed from sea-green to silver but up close you can still see specks of the green, making his eyes one of a kind. Also his hair started to change color. It wasn't until he was two though, when the older hunters finally gave up fixing his hair and saw that while his hair was mostly black, the tips slowly changed to auburn, almost like his own natural highlight.

In an attempt to look like her son Artemis copied his hair color.

When it came to the hunters, Percy loved each and every one of them. When he was young and they were camped in an area, he loved reaching out for a different hunter every 10 minutes of being held by one. Though some weren't as enthusiastic, they still gave in due to his age.

When they were running or traveling across the country, Percy was in wrapped in a magic cloth that was looped around Artemis' shoulders. The reason why it was magic was because no matter how fast she ran the baby would feel like it's standing still. Also it keeps whoever is wrapped in it invisible from any other greek deity, specifically her father and brother.

At 2 years old Percy was already showing he could start learning and Lauren was immediately prepared. That is until she had had to change up her entire teaching style because Percy wasn't really grasping anything she taught. At 3 he was already speaking complete sentences, and at 4 he could speak just as well as any 10-12 year old. Though when he listened to other people's conversations, like when they make a stop for supplies in a city, he doesn't really understand what they're talking about. His childhood innocence keeping a strong hold on his heart and mind.

Percy knew full well that he was demigod, also that his mother was a goddess. Artemis also told him how he came to be even though she was a virgin, though she left out some parts like who his birth godly parent was. Percy never thought Sally as his mother, just only as the woman who gave birth to him. In his eyes Artemis is his only parent. When he told his mother and older sister, Zoe, they were a little conflicted with his mindset. Artemis didn't want him to forget the woman but decided that it was the best thing for him.

Though as Percy grew, no one outside of the Hunt ever noticed his existence. Artemis stitched small patches of the magic cloth that held him as a baby, into all his clothes growing up (Artemis was grateful when Athena taught her weaving after the whole Arachne fiasco). Whenever he grew out of them she just took the cloth and wove it into his new clothes. Because of this not even Apollo noticed that little boy who ran around with the hunt, who looks just like his older sister.

Only one goddess knew about Artemis' son, and that was Hestia. The goddess of the Moon knew that there wasn't anyway to keep it from her since the beginning, and was already on alert for her appearance. She always seemed to know everything about Olympus and about all the gods and their secrets. It wasn't until Percy was four though when she found out.

Hestia was sitting at the hearth thinking about the present and what was to come in the future, specifically concerning the Great Prophecy. She didn't know why but she felt it already has begun, that her brothers have forsaken their oath. She knew of Zeus daughter Thalia but didn't tell anyone, especially Hera, not that she would've told anyone in the first place.

It is true that most of the gods ignore her, including her immediate family. At first it bothered her but she never did anything to gain their attention, she wasn't like the others. Over time though, she began to welcome her solitude, but her actions spoke differently. In the hearth she can see each and every god and goddess and there whereabouts.

She steered clear of viewing Aphrodite and Apollo, as they were almost always with a lover. At least the love goddess was, Apollo was always found with a woman when he wasn't driving the sun. She always watched in fascination of how her sister, Demeter, tended to her garden or how fast Hermes ran to complete deliveries, or even her other nephew, Hephaestus, making creations in his forge. She always felt sympathy when she watched Hades or Poseidon work their kingdom, but was very exasperated staring at the many arguments of Zeus and Hera.

There was never anything to see when it came to her maiden niece Athena. She was always in a library reading some book, some of their lengths shocking Hestia. When it came to Ares, well it wasn't like she couldn't watch him but frankly it's very disturbing. The hearth was always tended to by her at Camp Half-Blood, so there was never a reason to watch Dionysus.

Some gods though do speak to her though. Poseidon sometimes came to talk about his kingdom, their conversations becoming more comfortable since Poseidon lost his infatuation with her. Hera's daughter, Hebe the goddess of youth, also spoke with her occasionally, about many random things but Hestia greatly appreciated the chats they had. But both never came for frequent discussions because they were always busy. Including the goddess of the Moon and Hunt, Hestia favorite niece Artemis.

She never was free to talk that much, they usually speak during Olympian celebrations, both not enjoying the atmosphere. Athena doesn't either but she just hides in her palace to read a book. Artemis was truthfully 100% busy, between riding the moon chariot and maintaining her hunt. These last few years she had been coming late to Solstice meetings and the normal monthly ones as well. Hestia before had always had to come to her.

Hestia stops tending the hearth in the Olympian Throne Room and stands up. It's been nearly a decade since she has spoken to her, a now's a better time as any to make up for some lost time.

Hestia flashed herself in front of the campfire of the Hunt. She looked around and guessed that she was in White River National Forest. She takes a moment to treasure the beautiful forest in the summer. When the blue lupines and Colorado columbines contrast with yellow heartleaf arnica and tall groundsel. Obviously this is a unique area in the forest, where mortals rarely would venture, but the fire goddess also comprehended that this had to be the most beautiful place in the forest.

She stopped admiring the forest, though somewhat grudgingly as it truly was stunning, and turned her head as she heard laughing. She was confused however, the laugh was high-pitched and young. But that really wasn't that puzzling, what really made her tilt her head was that it was the laugh of a young boy.

It was then a boy of a young age, maybe 4 or 5 ran into the camp with the big smile on his face. Hestia eyes widened and her heart clenched with fear, as she thinks that the boy may be running from the hunters as a evil and disgusting game.

Confirming her fears she saw a hunter come out of the forest. She took in her appearance, recognizing the dark haired hunter with a tiara on it's head signifying its position. It was the long time Lieutenant of the Hunt, Zoe Nightshade, and she had a smile on her face as well. Hestia moved quickly, and though it wasn't that fast it wasn't normal for her to move with haste, and grabbed the poor boy and held him close to her chest.

If Hestia would have have payed more attention to Zoe's smile, she would've saw how cheerful it was and how her eyes sparkled with childish amusement. Zoe loved Percy almost as much as Artemis, but definitely more than any of the hunters. She treated Percy like the brother she never had, and though he was four she began instilling into him how well he should treat women.

Though that never stopped him from being childish. He loved playing pranks on her and the older hunters. No one was ever bothered, because his pranks were really small scale as he wasn't old enough to think of any intricate ideas.

When the hunters set up camp in an area, Artemis uses her godly powers to clear up space for a training grounds as well. This helps newer hunters practice with their bows, and the veterans to stay on top of their skills. You could spar, practice with hunting knives or do archery. Percy loved going to the grounds with any of the hunters or his mother.

It was just before Hestia came, when Zoe was helping Percy with his bow. She knew he was far too young as the bow was almost as tall as him, but he insisted so she obliged.

When Hunters practice with the bow, they usually stand 60 yards away, but Percy is only four so he stands 15 yards away. At that distance he was already hitting bullseyes, much to the pleasure of Artemis, but wanted to try at the hunters distance. Zoe argued that 'he wasn't old or strong enough to shoot from that far', and he responded by saying 'he's Artemis' son and should be able to shoot from any place.'

She met him halfway and said he could shoot the distance campers shot from Camp Half-Blood, 30 yards away.

So she was helping him for a little over an hour, as he missed arrow after arrow. They didn't come within five yards of the target. It was then Artemis came to see what was the problem, and laughed when she learned of Percy's challenge and response to when Zoe told him no.

So she helped him just a little and Percy's arrow managed to hit the target. It wasn't a bullseye and only hit the outer-edge but he was more than satisfied. He had a big grin as he gave his mother a hug, which she returned eagerly, and turned to Zoe for a hug as well.

But when he saw her face, his attentive eyes noticed the faint annoyance on her face. So when she kneeled down to hug, he avoided her arms, ran behind her, and pulled her hair while knocking off her tiara. He took a few steps back to see what will happen.

He watched her slowly overcome her shock and gingerly pick up her tiara. He couldn't see her face though, as her back was still turned to him. So instead he looked towards his mother, who was watching with a small smile on her face.

She mouthed, "Run."

He didn't need to be told twice, as he took off like a bat out of water. He didn't need to turn around, as it seems a demigod child of Artemis has increased senses, and heard Zoe sprinting after him.

He ran right out of the training grounds and into their camp. While his athleticism was tremendously increased, again because of his mother's blood, there was no way he was going to outrun Zoe. So he made the only decision he could, run into the tent he shared with his mother.

He was running past the fire and was almost home free, only a couple yards more. But then his body was snatched up, literally picked off his feet like his mother does to him.

He looked up expecting her, but was surprised to see a woman with brown and chocolate eyes. To Percy it seemed like the eyes were constantly melting like hot chocolate, and instead of scaring him it made him want to get closer. And that's exactly what he did, not noticing he was falling asleep and certainly not taking account of the shocked look on his older sister's face.

"L-Lady Hestia." Zoe stammered before giving a slight bow. When she rose, she was slightly scared seeing that furious look in her eye.

"I'm disappointed in you Lieutenant. I know you all have a strong hatred towards men but this is crossing the line. Look at this boy, he is only a child and couldn't fit the standard of your 'evil males'." Hestia said, glaring a freezing glare.

"I-I understand m-milady." Zoe responded, not daring to look her in the eye. There wasn't many that could scare the daughter of Atlas, but when you see an angry look in the most peaceful goddess eyes, you need to a step back.

"You understand?" Hestia questioned, "You understand you were in the process of killing a defenseless boy. He couldn't even be older than five. And what's worth you were to take his life in the name of my niece. I can only hope she didn't condone this act."

At this Zoe tilted her head in confusion. Kill? She wasn't going to kill Percy, only get back for being pranked. She agrees he's only four and she wasn't going to do anything serious to the boy. That gave Zoe a little confidence and prepared to defend herself.

"Peace Hestia. My Lieutenant is not in the wrong."

But of course, her mistress had to come steal her thunder. Though she is thankful, Zoe has only seen Hestia calm and this new emotion she's showing is fairly scary.

"So you have a child?"

Hestia, Zoe, and Artemis were conversing inside Artemis' tent, with Percy sleeping on his mother's bed. Artemis nodded her head with a joyful glint in her eye, "Yes and I love him a lot. I never knew what being a mother felt like, but now I'm glad I do.

Hestia watched in silent awe as her niece stroked Perseus' hair. A small smile crept onto her face as she is seeing a whole new side of the Moon goddess.

But reality quickly ran in to make it's home and shock made it's way through Hestia. "You're no longer a maiden?!" She all but screamed it out, again scaring the soul out of Zoe. You try witnessing the most peaceful goddess act this way.

Artemis, however, met her aunt's eye with an arched eyebrow. Hestia was never one to accuse and make assumptions, so why now? Artemis shook it off, as she did just reveal she has a child.

"No, I am very much a maiden. I swear it on the Styx." Thunder boomed sealing her oath, and she began telling her story. "I adopted Percy when he was only a few hours old. The Hunt had just set up camp and I…"

After about a 20 minute explanation, Artemis looked at Hestia to see her reaction. Her face was stoic for a moment. "Zoe do you think you could check on the Hunt and make sure everything is fine with them?"

Zoe nodded and stood up. She exited the tent without looking back, knowing that what was to be said was not for her ears.

Artemis watched her leave, not noticing Hestia aging to a woman in her mid-thirties. She was also ignorant to the hug she was about to receive. Proven as she almost fell on her son by the force of the hug.

"I'm so proud of you Artemis." She whispered in her ear. Artemis returned the hug, tears threatening to spill. They stayed that way for a few minutes, not that either of them cared.

Artemis never realized it but she needed this, this approval. It was so alien to her, as she was independent and always felt at peace with her decisions. Adopting Perseus was no exception, but it was really huge decision, and knowing her aunt agrees with her is very uplifting.

Hestia pulled back and took a good look at Percy. The mother strongly resembled his son, which was strange considering he wasn't born from Artemis' womb.

"Artemis?"

"Yes?"

"His birth mother, Sally, did she look anything like you?"

Artemis thought back to the night of when she met Sally. She was a strikingly beautiful woman and when Artemis thought about it, it wasn't hard to understand how she caught the attention of a god. But she recalls that the mortal had brown hair and blue eyes, while she has red, auburn hair with her silver eyes.

Artemis shook her head, "No she didn't, not in the slightest. Why do you ask?"

Hestia pointed at the child, "He looks so much like you, I only wonder why that is. You also said that his father was Poseidon, and yet he smells only like you. Even if you were to bless him, seeing as he is now your child, how would his appearance change to look like you? Your hunters didn't change."

Artemis blushed slightly, she had a theory on why that was but even after all these revelations she was still a little uncomfortable revealing that. She hoped for aunt to drop it, but unfortunately Hestia noticed her blush.

"Artemis," she started slowly not knowing what to expect. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Artemis was going to shake her head, but she remembered it was Hestia. Surely she would keep a secret. So with a sigh, she held her face in her hands and told her mother figure about the breastfeeding.

Hestia was quite, something Artemis hated. She kept her face where it was and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think I need to make a better effort in stopping by more often."

The goddess of the moon looked up to see the goddess of the hearth smiling, leaving he dumbstruck. "Y-you don't think this was a bad idea?"

"Of course not, you can truly say you have a son. Though I can imagine Poseidon will be very angry with you."

Artemis scowled at that, his name is right along up there with Apollo and Zeus. Though she will remember to thank him for giving her such a wonderful son. She almost didn't hear Hestia calling for her again.

"Yes aunt?"

"I said will you bring Perseus-"

"He likes to be called Percy." Artemis cut in, before blushing again out embarrassment.

But Hestia couldn't be anymore proud. Her niece was always a little immature even if she was the most level-headed, but now she seems different, more sensible. Being a mother will be great for her, if what Hestia has seen is anything to go by.

"My apologies, I was just wondering if you will be presenting him to the Olympians?"

No. There is zero chance that Percy will ever be known. Hestia agrees with me keeping him. But the others… no. I'll become the laughing stock of Olympus! Artemis was practically screaming her thoughts out, as if Hestia was listening in.

But she knew she had to speak eventually so she said, "No, while I'm comfortable with you knowing, I can't say the same for the others. They will probably call me a hypocrite for being a man-hater and yet I adopted and in the process of raising a son."

Hestia nodded in understanding, but couldn't help but remember that gut feeling. When she looked back at Percy the feeling made it's presence known strongly. It wasn't painful like a stomach ache but you knew it was there. Her eyes widened and turned back to her niece. "Do you think he might be the child of the Great Prophecy? I mean while he is your child, by adoption and blood, he was born from Poseidon's seed."

This was also something that Artemis had thought about. Surprisingly it was Phoebe who brought it up (Artemis concluded that it was because of her father, Ares, that she wanted a war so badly.)

The first line of the prophecy was A HALF-BLOOD OF THE ELDEST GODS, but Apollo confirmed that it meant the Big Three. And though Poseidon's blood no longer circulated through her son, he was still his birth father.

Artemis decided to just not think about it at the moment as she kissed Percy's forehead and stood up. She held her hand out to the goddess, "I don't know at this time. But if it comes to be that he is the prophecy child, he'll be more than ready. Now while he's asleep and not bothering anyone, would you care to join us for dinner?"

Hestia stared at Artemis for a second before accepting her hand, "Yes I would, lead the way."

"I'll just call the hunters. But you're cooking Aunt Hestia."

Hestia froze in shock next the camp's campfire. Artemis just gave her a order, but it was… playful.

I don't think I've been this shocked this many times in all my immortal life.

Hestia's mind began to wander until she shook her head, clearing her thoughts and focusing on the upcoming dinner with the hunters. Even after hearing and learning all that she did, the hearth goddess knew there was more to come. More questions that will need to be brought up in the near future. But there was one thing Hestia was sure of.

Percy was the best thing to ever happen to Artemis.

A/N: Alright here is Chapter 2. I was going to have it up earlier but I can't seem to figure out how to make a line break. Everytime I make one the site deletes it. Even during the first chapter I had a line break before the Author's Note but as you could see it wasn't there.

Thanks for the reviews, I read each and every one of them and really appreciate it. I'm glad most of you liked the first chapter, and I hope I can continue this to make a story.

So Percy is four years old and most of the hunt likes him. Last chapter I said he was a little advanced, and this chapter it definitely shows. How did you like the breastfeeding bit. For the plot I had to write that, and I'm more than satisfied.

If you paid attention I constantly wrote that the older hunters liked him, but the younger wasn't all that crazy over him. It may or may not be influential but I feel it's more realistic than having everyone like him.

As far as this story is concerned this won't be a Pertemis fanfic, if this chapter didn't confirm it enough. I think I'm leaning towards PercyReyna. But for those who love Pertemis don't worry, I have literally 12 other ideas. And I don't mean ideas i mean I have chapters written for them and everything. They consist of many other ships (though not PercyHazel sorry).

I already got Chapter 3 in the works and it should be up within a few days. Constructive criticism is helpful, no mandatory, because even though I like it and you do as well, I know I can do better.

Again thanks for even reading. Share to others, like it, add it to your library.

You won't regret it.