A/N: The updates for this story are going to be published two at a time, FYI. This story is going to be mainly in Percy's POV, unless I switch it to Artemis.
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Artemis's Point of View
The Hunters and the wolves move quickly, perhaps unaware I am watching them. The pine trees surround them in bunches, it is a miracle to me that they can see where they are going. It is my job to protect them; they were like my children, especially since I was never going to have any. They climb up the mountain with superhuman speed. Sprinting the whole way up, they finally stop at the top. The youngest of the Hunters, Anna-Bella, is breathing heavily, unlike the rest of them. My lieutenant, Thalia Grace speaks up.
"Lady Artemis! Where do we go from here?" She yells to the sky.
I flash-teleport to their location and step towards them. They incline their heads, saying, "Lady Artemis," at the same time. "We have to take a pit stop at Camp Half-Blood. There are some things I need to discuss with Chiron," I say. The girls all groan, but Thalia looks excited; probably because her friends and her brother are there. "Hey!" I yell, making them stop their complaining. "You are going to Camp for a rest, okay? Stop whining and gather your things, you are leaving right now."
The Hunters nod, and pack up to get ready to move. They jog lightly down the mountain, and I flash back to Olympus, as my brother's voice was like a gnat in my head. Dad wants us at Olympus for a meeting, hurry up, we're all waiting for you! Apollo's voice chides. Ok, Ok! I yell back. I begin to sprint to the Throne Room; I am met with the sound of arguing gods.
It isn't a pleasant sound.
It hurts especially for gods. Voices scream not only into your ears, but also in your mind. The worst thing I hear on Olympus is Aphrodite's shrill voice arguing with Athena. Aphrodite's arguments are always boy-centered. She is such an foolish goddess, boys are such arrogant things. I heard that, Aphrodite's voice says in my head.
"SHUT UP!" I yell, effectively quieting them all down. "Sis!" Apollo says in mock surprise. I roll my eyes, finally giving in to our nicknames for each other. "What is it, bro?" Apollo grins. "Finally. Zeus wants you to sit down."
Zeus nods.
I flash onto the throne. "What is it, father?" I say cordially.
"We have a problem. Chaos, Gaea's mother, wants revenge."
"Why?" Demeter says, "She has remained neutral for thousands of years in our disputes, why does she want to interfere now?"
"Because," Ares replies, looking at his fingernails, "War carries no logic. It is simply waged out of feeling, emotion. Chaos probably feels bored, and wants an excuse to finally do something."
"The demigods are tired," Athena emphasizes, "We can't force another war on them. They deserve a rest."
"The Hunters can help," I say, "I've recruited quite a bit of girls these past few months."
"That won't be enough," Apollo argues.
"Athena's right," Poseidon says. Athena's eyes light up as he says her name, "This is a war only the gods can fight. Chaos is the First Primordial, half-bloods can't destroy her."
"That's what we said about Gaea," Hermes shoots back.
"And Kronos," Hephaestus adds.
"We will fight this war on our own," Zeus announces, "But if it proves to be too difficult, we shall ask for the demigods' aid, both Greek and Roman camps. That concludes our meeting."
We all flash away, the other gods probably returning to their human affairs. I, on the other hand, have no lover to return to, so I flash to Thalia's side. "My Lady," she says, surprised. "Hello, Thalia," I say grimly. "What was the meeting about?" She asks curiously.
I sigh. "Chaos wants revenge on us for putting Gaea back to sleep. This will be a costly war. The mortal world is still recovering from the Giant War, and the demigods probably aren't up to fighting another Primordial. We've decided to fight this battle alone. Do you think the Hunters are in a well enough state to assist us?" Thalia nods. "We are always ready to help you, my Lady." I smile. "Good."
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We arrive at Camp Half-Blood, it seems considerably larger than it used to be. I send the Hunters to my honorary cabin and walk to the Big House. "Where's Chiron?" I ask a timid camper. "H-He's in the Poseidon cabin, ma'am. A-and he's a little busy talking to Percy. I highly suggest-"
I walk past him, not even caring enough to listen to the rest of his sentence. The Poseidon cabin comes into my peripheral vision, and I breathe a sigh of relief. Navigating in this camp always has been a pain. I walk up to the door, and open it; not even bothering to knock.
Perseus is on the bed with his head in his hands, his hair is messier than usual. He seems extremely upset; perhaps he had a fray with Annabeth?
Annabeth.
I didn't really like that name.
He looks up, and his eyes are red. The green in his eyes aren't calm like they used to be, but angry and frustrated. He looks tired, like he's not only exhausted from lack of sleep, but with living as well. "Don't you know how to knock?!" He says, his sadness morphing into rage. I flash next to him, and pin him on the bed by holding his arms out. "That's not how you speak to a goddess, Perseus," I say through gritted teeth, knowing full well how much he hates his full name. "Get. off. me," he says periodically. "No," I growl, "Not until you apologize from speaking to me in such a disrespectful way." He sighs. "Fine. I'm sorry."
I release my hold on him and get up, realizing just then that Chiron had been watching with an amused smile. "Hello, Lady Artemis," he bows. I dust myself off. "Well," I say haughtily, "That'll teach him not to mess with me." Chiron laughs. "I actually think Percy enjoyed the position you had him in a few seconds ago." Percy blushes, but I just glare at Chiron as a response. "I am the goddess of chastity, Chiron. I did not enjoy pinning Percy against his bed. It was simply a way to get him to apologize from talking to me in such a irreverent manner." My glare deepens just to shut him up. Chiron's stupid smile is still plastered on his stupid face. It went on like that for a few minutes, me glaring at him, him smiling at me. Percy coughs.
"Right, well, Artemis, please explain to me why you have visited us."
I clear my throat. I tell him about Olympus's predicament with Chaos, and he listens with his eyebrows furrowed. "My Hunters have been relentlessly killing monsters these past few months, and they need a safe place to rest. May they take refuge here?"
Chiron nods. "Of course. Will you be staying as well?"
I think about his suggestion. I had never really spent time at Camp Half-Blood, and I'm a little curious as how it works. Plus, I'd like to watch over my hunters.
"You know what? I think I'll take Dionysus's position as Camp Director for a few weeks. I'd like to see how this place manages to bring the Olympians such...incredible heroes."
Chiron smiles at me. "Then you will be staying in Mr. D's room. I will go and tell him of your decision. I am sure he will be more than thrilled to learn that he'll get a few unexpected weeks off." He exits the cabin, and I change into my eighteen year old form so that the campers will respect me. They probably wouldn't listen to my twelve year old form, even if I am a goddess. My hair gets longer, and my eyes enlarge just a bit. My lips full out a little, and my curves become more visible. I walk out of Percy's cabin and follow Chiron to the Big House.
Chiron was right, Dionysus was ecstatic that I would take his place as the Camp Director; and began packing his bags right away. He shook my hand and flashed to Bermuda, wherever the heck that is.
I snap my finger and the whole place is changed, it becomes green with silver accents. The furniture is new too; the office is more than suitable enough. I head out to the dining hall to announce to the campers that I was the new director.
Everyone eats their food in their designated area, and when everyone is finished, Chiron stands and calls for attention. "Lady Artemis, tell them please." I nod and rise from my seat. "Dionysus is taking a few weeks off-" I am interrupted by cheers. "-So I will be the Camp Director while he is gone." More cheers. I smile. "I hope that you enjoy your time here while I'm Director."
"Looking hot, Artemis!" some extremely foolish Apollo kid says.
I smile at him with mock sweetness, "I'm your Aunt, hun. I highly suggest you don't hit on your own family."
His face flushes, and I smirk.
They sacrifice their food and I relish the aroma. I head to bed, but just as I was about to close my eyes, I hear a noise.
