A/N I'm back after my one day break. MY computer has officially broke and I will be sending it off for repair soon and for the time being I will be using my mothers Laptop.

So all is well and here is the third chapter of Slave to the Moon so your welcome for my dedication to you guys.

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Slave to the Moon

Chapter 3

Standing there in front of me were my protectors. Well, really they protecting me on the Gods order, they were Olympus bodyguards and lets just say nothing will get past them which I am rather thankful for or I believe I wouldhave been attacked by the enraged Demigods who were shouting and screaming at me to die: Tough crowd.

One of the tallest of the bodyguards walked over to me, he wore a black suit with a white shirt and some grey trousers, in fact they all wore the exact clothes, I believe it's their dress code. So, he grabbed me by the shoulders and the others formed a tight circle around me, as to protect me from flying projectile that may come from the angry crowd.

Peaking through a gap that one of the Guards made I could see that I was walking through a closed of path with the campers and hunters on either side yelling abuse at me. I was still mad at what my Dad had done to get me captured and become a slave, to me it was a shit idea but who was I to question my Dad's knowledge.

The bodyguards arrived at the foot of a small stage and the one at the front let me through and helped me walk on-to the stage, I could now really see how many people were here; the path I had just been escorted down had about 10-15 rows of Demigods around each wall and now they were all looking at my shaking body, yes I was shaking wouldn't you be, there was about 600 Demigods here and 40 hunters and they all wanted me dead or to suffer.

Luckily for them their wishes had come true and I was about to go through so much pain in my now eternal life.

From behind I heard the Olympians arrive, their feet made loud noises as they landed and from the crowd came a cheers acknowledging the superior presence of the Gods. Turning around he faced some very angry Gods and Goddesses; before him stood Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Hestia, Athena, Apollo, Demeter, Aphrodite, Ares, Hephaestus, Hermes, Dionysus and one extremely pissed off Goddess: Artemis. He could even see pure hatred in her eyes that usually glowed a bright silver now shone a dark murky grey.

Zeus raised a hand in the air calling for silence before he began his rant. Silence fell over the excited crowd and Zeus began to clear his throat, "Demigods, Hunters and Gods. I welcome you to the finalization of Percy Jackson's trial. Lets begin with the charges; charge number one killing and maiming 13 hunters as well as causing excessive damage to Artemis' cabin, he is also charged as being a traitor." A large gasp fell over the crowd and me, how was I a traitor; yeah I know I killed some hunters, by accident I'll have you know but that was not an attempt at a Gods life, so please explain Zeus I thought,"I know you will be surprised by this as he was probably one of your friends at one time or another, but Percy here is a Son of Perses the Titan of Destruction so that makes him an enemy of Olympus. All of these charges added up we have sentenced him to a never-ending punishment, he will be Artemis' slave for Eternity." Zeus bellowed over the now agitated and whispering crowd.

A sudden up cry came from the crowd and they started chanting like sports-fans, "We want death. We want death. We want death..." this went on until Poseidon lost it with the chanting, "Demigods this punishment has been decided by the council and he will follow it and by killing him we are putting him out of his misery," Poseidon shouted, immediately shutting up the protesting campers.

Zeus walked back up to the podium and began to speak about respect for each other, but it was incredibly boring and I nearly fell asleep. Waking from my dream of freedom I heard Zeus start talking about Hades revealing something tonight and I put on a small smile knowing what was going to happen next.

Hades flashed into the room with a dark aura, his face contorted into surprise and anger. The Olympians just had to look at his face to tell that there was trouble. The Gods and Goddesses walked over to Hades and they began to argue and bicker: It looked very immature. That was until they came out of the circle with anger clear in their face and pure rage in Artemis'. He had to stop himself from running for the hills when she looked at him.

Zeus yet again stood to the stage, this time I would listen. "Demigods it was brought to our attention that as a present for Artemis' birthday Hades was going to bring back the fallen Hunters, though he could not find them, they had died but were apparently forced into re-birth without a choice, we believe this was a very ancient form of weapon that the Titans had crafted in the first Titan war to rid the world of Mortals, but we don't know how Percy here got them and completely killed of some of the Hunters," Zeus said with a look of sadness in his eyes but that didn't bother him what did bother him was Artemis rushing over to me and slashed widely at me. The crowd gasped as she attempted to slice my throat and all I did was stay still waiting for death, but Hera had stopped her holding her back and the blade was only a few inches away from my exposed neck.

Hera whispered something in to Artemis' ear and she stomped back next to her brother, Apollo who was sending me murderous glares.

After the crowd had recovered from the sudden drama they instantly protested loudly, but even louder before demanding my demise, some of the Hunters tried to reach me to be blocked in the process by the buff bodyguards who held them in place as the Hunters continued to yell in outrage: Just think I will be staying with them for eternity.

That is when the crowd started lobbing rocks at me I know a bit weird but that doesn't mean they don't hurt when they land on your head, I covered my head with my arms and attempted to block them without moving from where I stood, I didn't want to look like a coward I had to be strong.

That is until the daughter of Ares; Clarisse launched a large rock nearly a small boulder and it was hurling straight for me, I stood motionless as I watched the rock sail through the air and hit me on the forehead: That was my last memory of Camp-Half-Blood.

I awoke in a small black room with a small slit for a window, I went to peer through it but I got blocked as the chains that fastened around my ankle held me in place, all I could do was lie down and sleep on the concrete bed; the place was not designed for comfort, it was probably a holding bay of some sort.

Starting to doze off I was rudely interrupted by a small door that was hidden in the shadows creaked open revealing a nymph of some sort holding a pair of cuffs and a key. She strolled over to me and put the cuffs securely on my wrists and then undid the ankle chain. She led me out the room and I appeared in a tight corridor that was dimly lit by two oil lamps at the far ends revealing two doors at opposite ends of the corridor; one of the doors read 'do not enter' whilst the other read 'exit'. Quite obviously we headed for the exit one, I followed swiftly as to not lose her or look like I am trying to escape.

We left the door and I appeared in front of the Olympian council. I gulped loudly and hesitantly edged forward wondering why they had called me.

A/N I am so sorry about the short chapter just that I encountered a writer's block halfway through the chapter and it put me off writing it tonight but being the strong-minded person I am (I wish) I carried on but with the slight problem it is a rather short chapter.

Expect a Forgotten Hero chapter tomorrow, it might happen might not.

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