A/N: Hey guys! Thanks to everyone for the reviews, Story Alerts and favorites. Sorry for the huge delay, but I hope this makes up for it. I tried making this chapter seem more like the way Artemis' genius would think, with huge words and stuff.

Artemis's Point of View

Life was not precisely my cup of tea presently.

I had been given a 3-foot long celestial bronze sword and a shield, and had been thrown out there into the mêlée between the mythological creatures. I had devised a sort of scheme while skirmishing: I took advantage of the fact that the enemy was charging in file and thrust my blade out farther than I would have generally when I was about to carve a monster into dust, and saved myself the endeavor of combating the one behind it. However, my tactics were not operating as they should have been- the army was infinite, and by the time I managed to get past the first legion, the monsters I had vaporized had reformed and joined the defenses again. Valuable time was wasted as I saw my associates fight the same monsters repeatedly.

Something had to be done. I sliced through an empousa and forced my way through the army, and somehow, somewhere, I found Holly, fighting a few Hyperborean giants, if my memory was accurate, which, on the exclusion of the time paradox, always was. She was shooting them with blasts of her Neutrino 3000, which apparently had celestial bronze ammunition or something, because they vaporized after a small number of potshots. She looked weary and worn down.

"Hello, Holly." I managed to say while sparring with an adversary demigod.

"Hey, Artemis. Mind if you lend me a hand?"

"Sure, Holly." I sort of punched out my shield onto the demigod, who was very inexperienced, and he passed out. Then I turned to face a very dreaded fiend, one that I craved never came in my path once I registered what it was- it looked like a giant swine- a Calydonian Boar.

"Well, a boar can't be that hard to fight, can it, Artemis?" Holly asked unsurely.

I despised doing it, but I crushed that infinitesimal flicker of optimism that we could overwhelm it. "I extremely doubt that, Holly, considering as it's an emblem of Pan, the Lord of the Wild, if I remember correctly."

"Well, what do we do, Arty? Think up something with that genius of yours!" Holly shouted desperately, trying fruitlessly to gun it down lifeless.

"I need... plotting music, Holly. And time."

"For the sake of the world, Artemis Fowl II! This is no time for pleasures!"

"Well... there is a proposal I have... but it involves Percy and Annabeth."

"Then go find them!" yelled Holly, stopping her unremitting shots at the boar, glancing at her Neutrino, and unsheathing a 2-foot long celestial bronze sword with a bit of dithering. "Go! I'll be fine. I've been trained to use swords." Under her breath she mumbled, "a few millennia ago, at least."

I slashed and dodged my way through the war zone. I saw an ephemeral glance of Poseidon's banner disappear through the enemy. I ran over towards their general direction, only to meet, face to face with-

Uh-oh, I thought. That boar is zilch compared to this.

"Ah, Artemis Fowl. We meet at last."

I heard Percy sigh next to me. How'd he get there?

"You? You're the father of Prometheus, right? Didn't we kick your son's ass before already?"

"Percy Jackson, your ego is intolerable. Please, it pains me to see the creations of the gods and goddesses with such big egos."

Percy groaned. "Athena seems to think that too."

Annabeth glared intensely at him. "Percy. Seriously? Mom does not. We'll talk about this later."

Percy's Point of View

"Um, okay?"

Artemis, the knuckle-brain, cleared his throat. "Um, if you all don't mind, could we start annihilating Iapetus?"

Thunder rumbled in the air. People turned and glared at him, including me.

"Names have power, Artemis. Remember that."

"Of course, Annabeth." Yes. He had gotten creamed by Annabeth. The problem was, he didn't seem to be bothered by it, which I didn't understand. A genius should be upset when someone jacks them up, right? Oh well. I had never really been a genius, so I guess I should lay off the stereotypes.

This part of the conversation, from when the thunder rumbled, had been taking place while fighting Iapetus. Seeing how he was the titan of mortality, I wondered whether he could kill us off with a snap of him fingers. But he drew out a huge sword, so apparently not. But he was the titan of the west, I remembered, and so I reasoned he would be weakest at sunrise, when the sun was still rising in the east.

I did the natural thing. I charged.

My invulnerability kicked in, and half the enemy was gone in flash. Literally. While I was killing monster by the second, Thalia made a lightning bolt hit a Hyperborean giant, who squashed down half the army we were facing. I looked at her a gave her a weird thumbs up, because my shield was in the same hand, so it looked more like I was flicking my shield than encouraging her. She smiled, either at my thumbs-up, or at my stupidness. I was hoping it was the first.

Iapetus growled and slashed at me. My left sleeve tore off, and I had to shake it off. I parried and dodged, and then feinted, followed by a strike. It was useless. Iapetus was way stronger than me.

Artemis discovered what to do first.

"Perseus! Aim at his heart!" Seriously, if there's one thing I hate more than Titans, it was someone, especially the brat Artemis, telling me what to do. But I followed his advice.

Annabeth slashed at his foot, completely ripping it off. He re-grew it, but it gave me enough time to jab my sword straight into his chest. He stumbled back, doubled over, and then his essence went swirling back to Tartarus.

I nodded an acknowledgment at Artemis, and then turned to face the surrounding dracaenae.

"There's no time to fight these puny monsters! Holly is stuck with the Calydonian Boar!" Artemis shouted at me and Annabeth. I turned, irritated.

"A what?"

But Annabeth and Artemis were already running towards a big brown butt protruding from the midst of the army. I sighed, and followed, cutting through a few dracaenae on the way. Thalia followed, shooting arrows at every monster in her range.

"Whoa," I said. "This thing has grown since we last saw it."

Truth be told, it hadn't just grown- it had improved. It was about 30 feet tall, and as fat as ever, so I tried not to get squashed under his butt.

Anyways, I tried calling Grover with my empathy link, hoping he could tame it. No such luck.

So, I had to do the natural thing- charge it.

I nodded to Annabeth, Holly, Thalia and Artemis, and they pulled out their swords. Well, Thalia brought out her sword. Annabeth pulled out her hunting knife, looked at it, then put it back, and then drew her sword. And Holly brought out a high-tech samurai sword- made of celestial bronze, though, of course. And Artemis- he brought out a Victorian style sword, made of celestial bronze. God, the rich brat gets the good stuff.

"On the count of three," I said. Which meant count of two.

"One." We circled the Boar, who was trying to knock us aside with it's humongous feet.

"Two." We charged at the boar. Annabeth leaped up on top of it's head, trying to stab it in the eye. Holly leaped up after Annabeth, slicing it's back and neck. Unfortunately, they were just like two fleas on a dog's back to the Boar. Thalia summoned her power of the sky and hit it with a few small lightning bolts on it's head, like a wasp stinging an elephant. Artemis and I charged, hacking at the legs. The boar, in return, greeted us by trying to smash us.

I remembered the first time we met the boar- during our quest in the Labyrinth. Once we were on him, he stopped trying to attack us.

"Artemis!" Saying his name was like torture, but I repeated his name again. "Artemis! We have to get on his back!"

Annabeth nodded, understanding. Holly looked confused, but there was no time. I grabbed his fur and started climbing, holding onto tufts. Thalia flew up (how she did that, I had no clue, probably with some air maneuvering) and Artemis followed suit, less agile. He grasped at air quite a few times, and when he let go of one tuft to grab the other, I would have snorted pretty hard. The only thing stopping me was the fact that we might die then.

Annabeth lent me a hand, and she pulled me up. "So, you made it, Seaweed Brain." She lent down her hand again, and pulled a breathless Artemis up.

"Next time we try climbing a giant Calydonian Boar, remind me to warm up first," Artemis panted.

"Get used to it, genius," I said, a bit inconsiderately. "We've faced worse things as demigods." He looked a bit hurt, but I guess he deserved that. I turned away from him to face Annabeth.

"Now, how do we work this thing under control?"

Artemis piped up, which surprised me. "Use animal soothing techniques, or bribes. Anyone have corn?"

"Sure," I said sarcastically. "I always carry around my emergency pack of corn with me, in case I get a hunger for it." Artemis glared at me.

"Well, if you're such a genius, you give a better idea." Artemis said.

Holly shook her head as if she had been through this before.

"As a matter of fact, I do have a better plan. GROVER!" I screamed his name both aloud and through the empathy link. The result was outstanding.

Percy, you're gonna blast me to shreds, screaming like that. I'll be there in a second. Where are you?

Near Brooklyn bridge. Bring your boar taming kit along with you.

What?

Never mind.

"Yeah, he's- he's on his way." Annabeth and Thalia were busy throwing the boar something in his mouth, while Holly was supplying the stock. "What is that?"

Artemis replied. God, will he ever let someone else answer for once? "It's popcorn. Not the same as corn, but it will do."

"Popcorn? Why the hell are they giving it popcorn?"

Artemis sighed, obviously irritated with me. "Well-"

"Perce!"

"G-man!"

Grover came galloping up to us. He obviously noticed the Boar below us, because he started using his power of Pan. He soothed the Boar down, and gestured for us to get off the Boar.

"It's ok, he won't attack. I'm gonna ride him now. Try not to get in the way; you might get squashed, like a fly under a house!"

With that cheery simile, he leaped onto the boar. I motioned to the others.

"He'll be fine. Now, c'mon, we have a war to win."

Then, the worst thing at the worst time possible, happened. A symbol appeared above Artemis' head. And not just any symbol, it had to be, out of all the types of symbols in the world, one of those now irritating Olympian-claiming symbols.

"So, it seems I was mistaken, and I am a demigod," Artemis observed.

"Ya think?" Thalia said sarcastically.

Artemis' Point of View

If I could illustrate the panorama around me in one straightforward word, it would be cataclysm.

Yes, cataclysm, n: a violent disaster or upheaval; disaster. The battle carnage was strewn everywhere; deceased demigods, satyrs, and blood filled every spectator's sight. The world around us was bloody scarlet, and even the Manhattan sky, seeing the battle's annihilation, had turned gory as well. Of course, I could not disregard the fact that something was alleviating the mood, conceivably Thalia swearing under her breath every time she trod on something, or Percy and Annabeth impersonating each other, or the way Grover was chomping on a tin can, and then hurling it away after checking the label. On the other hand, perhaps it was the way Holly was polishing her Neutrino handgun, and getting exasperated every time Mrs. O'Leary slobbered all over it again.

"Holly?" I inquired.

"Hmm?" she responded, busy trying to get Mrs. O'Leary to disappear.

"Can I ask you something?" She glanced up, and sheathed her weapon.

"Of course," she replied.

"Do you think Thalia is interested in dating?" I asked, a little diffidently. "Just wondering," I supplemented quickly.

Her expression fell for a flash, and then she smirked. "You have a crush, don't you, Mud Boy?"

"If a crush refers to the feeling of intense attraction to one of either the other or same sex in some cases, then yes, I do." I replied candidly. Some affairs had a tendency to stymie me.

Holly shook her head in marvel. "Do you memorize every definition in the dictionary, Artemis?"

"No, only those in which I am not predominantly conscious of the definition." I replied. Seeing her baffled expression, I condensed my intensity of English for her assistance. "Only the ones which I am not aware of all of their definitions."

She nodded in understanding. "You never cease to amaze me, Artemis."

"I could say the same to you, Holly." I replied, ever chivalrous.

"Hey, I hate to barge in on your romantic chatter, but we have monsters' butts to kick here." Percy broke us out of our reverie. I scowled.

"This is hardly a romantic chatter, as you put it. We are discussing important matters here." Not absolutely the truth, but nonetheless imperative to me.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's go." Thalia's voice reverberated around the place, and my heart skipped a beat. I refrained myself from leaping onto her and smothering her with hugs, and replied with some dignity, along with a snicker from Holly.

"Very well, Thalia. Whatever you say."

Holly and I had missed the discussion so far. This is what had happened: the enemy had retreated, and now was charging again, with recruits. We had lost 14 demigods and 15 were wounded negligibly. A satyr, named Mulch Bark, had died. I felt poignant, remembering Mulch Diggums, a good companion of mine.

Grover gazed at us all. "Well? Are we going? I could be sitting back there, peacefully chewing that chair, you know. But noo. I decide to risk my life with a bunch of idiots."

I was about to remonstrate, but Annabeth beamed and just said, "Yes. Now let's get going."

We yelled a battle cry, "FOR OLYMPUS!" and charged into battle, refreshed and energized.

I should be obliged to say- I was doing relatively well. I had vaporized almost 30 monsters in 15 minutes, and was sword fighting with a dreadfully obdurate empousa.

I looked at Percy to see how he was doing. He was combating five dracanae's at once, and swiftly, when their sentinels were down, he carved through them all in a lone slash and they fell to dust.

I jammed my blade into the empousa's abdomen, and they departed. I rapidly twisted to check on Holly. She was shelling every monster she could locate, and once or twice communicating into her helmet. I presumed Foaly was corresponding with her on the preeminent approach to eradicate them all.

My concentration was taken away by a hellhound endeavoring to clobber me. Couldn't these monsters let me check on my associates? I vacillated, and then strived to cut off it's cranium. I turned swiftly to observe how Annabeth was faring. She was alongside Thalia, and they were together endeavoring to take down a giant. Thalia was bombarding lightning bolts at him, and Annabeth was shooting arrows. Thalia garbled something reminiscent of, "Dad, help sometime soon would be great," and shot a huge bolt at the giant. It crumbled to ashes. Annabeth hi-fived her, and they turned to face the next monster.

I slashed at a dracaenae, but he dodged and struck a blow on my right upper leg. I gasped at the pain, falling to my knees. My sword clattered out of my hand. The dracaenae just smiled evilly, and slashed at my head with both hands. Just as I was making a final prayer, another sword came out of nowhere and intercepted the dracaenae. To my surprise, it was another monster.

Before I fainted (I couldn't help it, my stamina and energy had been low from birth), I heard a gruff voice saying, "The boss says to leave him. Don't touch him unless you want to get vaporized." And then, my last thought was:

The boss? Who might that be? And why do they want me unscathed so badly?

Well, this looked mega on Word. Hope it turns out so here. My biggest chapter yet!

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