Hi! I'm really sorry for being so damn slow with this chapter, but winter break was over and schools a bitch. So I'm doing my best in updating, and hey, it's longer! Enjoy! And 99 followers?! Damn!

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Chapter 3

Percy had been living with the hunters for about two weeks, and so far it was amazing. The hunters loved him, and he loved them just as much. In the time he had been there, they had given him the name Ισκιος or Iskios, meaning shadow. Thalia was the one that had suggested the name, saying that when he was hunting or fighting, he blended in with the shadows.

In his stay, Percy had established his own daily routines. In the mornings, he would always go hunting, both for himself and the hunters. Later in the day, he would help out anywhere necessary, and at night he would go hunting for dinner if it was needed. He could easily catch enough food to feed all the hunters, himself and the hunters wolves.

But Percy had also healed completely, and now he stood over a problem, to stay there or to leave? He was very tempted to stay, but Artemis had said he was welcome until his wounds were healed, and he was healed now. He didn't want to stay longer than he was welcome, he also feared that they might discover who he was.

Lately, Olympus had been in mild chaos. From the little information he had heard from Artemis, they were on a dead end with Percy's existence. Lupa didn't reveal a thing, and Percy was getting worried for her safety. How long was this going to go on before Zeus decided that it's enough, and they punish her, or worse, they kill her?

Percy didn't like the sound of that, at all. He wanted so badly to go strait up to Olympus and save her from Zeus' greedy, power-hungry hands. But he had made his mother a promise, and yes, he was a real mommas boy, so he followed her wishes. But Percy was still indecisive weather to stay or leave.

He was currently in the middle of trekking through the woods, looking for some pray that would suffice as dinner for the group. Lady Artemis had gotten on the trail of a small monster group they were following, and by the signs in the forest it looked like they were about a three days trek from where their camp currently laid.

While searching, Percy quickly got lost in his thoughts about what he was going to do. It was getting darker, the darkness was creeping up on him as the sun descended under the horizon in the distance, moon coming forth in all its glory. Strangely enough, Percy never felt scared or uncomfortable in the darkness, he actually felt quite at home.

In the end he concluded to leave as soon as he got the chance.

Thinking about when and where Percy could escape, he failed to notice the countless forest animals, running from the direction of the hunters camp. Percy only noticed when a doe almost crashed into him in it's haze to flee from the danger, all the other animals had tried to avoid the huge wolf.

Confused, Percy took in the scenery around him, not really understanding what was happening until he heard a shrill girls scream. And the only girls Percy knew who would be this deep in the forest, at this hour, were his fellow hunters.

Percy sprinted as quickly as he could back to camp, dinner long forgotten. He couldn't identify whose scream he had heard, but it was defiantly one of the younger girls that had emitted it. In less than ten seconds, Percy was standing on a boulder overlooking the destruction that was occurring before his eyes, and he did not like what he saw.

The scene developing in front of him was gruesome. Monsters had infiltrated their camp, catching the hunters off guard and surrounding them. This was presumably the monster group they were hunting. But they were supposed to be a three days trek away, so they must have been running all day or the hunters seeking skills had gotten rusty.

The hunters were in a circle with the older, more experienced ones protecting and shielding the younger hunters from the monsters. The only evidence that Artemis was there was the blur of silver dancing from monster to monster with unbelievable grace and swiftness.

The monsters obviously had the advantage of surprise and numbers, slowly wearing down the girls who were desperately trying to defend themselves and their fellow sisters. For each monster that died, another immediately replaced it, a constant wave of monsters coming forth.

After quickly observing the battlefield, he located a young hunter, most likely the one who had screamed, being dragged away by two young cyclopes.

Springing into action, Percy leaped over several monster heads, sprinting after the young hunter. Sneaking up behind the cyclopes, he leaped at one of its necks, pulverizing it instantly. The other cyclops looked back confused by the sudden increase of weight from the girl that had been dangling between them. But before it could even focus its one big, brown eye on him, it was already reduced to golden dust.

Percy checked on the hunter, she was the youngest and newest addition to the group, Callie. So she lacked experience in fighting. Seeing that she was fine, with the exception of a couple of scratches, the bruises on her arms and that she was covered in monster dust, he laid down on the dust covered ground, inviting her to sit on his back.

Despite the situation, she smiled, eyes filled with excitement. The younger hunters had always wanted to "ride" him, seeing as how fast and stealthy he was. But he had never let them, first seeing as he didn't want to be their ride whenever they got tired, and he didn't want to hurt them.

He had never had anybody on his back before, and now he had a nine year old hunter he needed to protect.

While she situated herself on his back, Percy looked around for the best route to where the other hunters were. There weren't a lot of openings, seeing as the little clearing was packed with monsters. He kind of thought it was weird that nobody was attacking him, but he didn't think much of it. They probably thought he was on their side, he was a wolf after all.

"Okay, I'm ready." Callie whispered so only he could hear. Seeing an opening, Percy started running forward. Most of the weak monsters got out of his way, but there was the occasional brave monster that tried to stand up to him, only to be disintegrated moments later.

"Oh thank gods! I thought they had gotten both of you." Phoebe exclaimed as she saw them running towards them, Percy flashed her a wolfish grin. The hunters were still holding up okay. He laid on the forest floor again for Callie to get off, something she was very reluctant to do. The moment she was off, Percy sprang into action, killing any monster that came into his line of sight.

The hunters and Percy fought until there was only one monster left, the Manticore, all weapons aimed on him.

"Woah there! I would put your weapons down if I were you. I have some important information to tell you, and I can't do that dead." He smirked smugly while the hunters looked at him confused, then they looked questioningly back at Artemis for instructions.

"Lower your weapons, let him speak. But make it quick Manticore." Artemis said as she looked intrigued.

The Manticore smirked even wider, an evil glint in his eyes as he looked over at the humongous wolf sitting at Artemis' right side.

"Well, first off, my name is Dr. Thorn. And second, can I like, have one of your younger ones? I'm kinda hungry, and you know as well as me that they can't fight or..." Before he could finish, an arrow was sticking out of the tree, mere millimeters from his head.

"Get to the point or we could decorate the ground with more dust." Thalia growled out, the only one who had dared to shoot at him, resulting in disobeying her Mistress' orders.

"Okay, peace maiden." Thalia glowered at him, "The main question of the day is," he made a rather unnecessary dramatic pause, "do you know who and what he is?" he said as he pointed a claw towards Percy, smirking smugly.

Inside, Percy was having a panic attack, he knew who he was, he knew what he was. Trying to act cool and innocent, Percy tilted his head to the side and looked questioningly at Dr. Thorn. He could feel Artemis' eyes boring holes into the side of his head. He knew she had had her suspicions, wolves where an animal she could communicate and control, something she couldn't do with him.

"What? He's a wolf we rescued a couple of weeks ago. What do you mean 'who and what he is'?" Thalia questioned with her bow still aimed at his head.

"Oh, of course he wouldn't tell you guys. I mean, I wouldn't tell a goddess and her male-hating huntresses that I was on the top of their, and every other god and goddesses, hit list." he spoke casually, as if he was talking about the weather.

"Hit list? Why would Iskios be on our hit list? He's not evil or dangerous!" Phoebe exclaimed, looking very confused along with all the other hunters, except for Artemis. In his mind, Percy was praying to any and all gods and goddesses he could think of, that this was a mistake or some kind of sick joke.

Dr. Thorn crackled evilly, "Ah, I think your Mistress has figured it out already. But I will be the gentleman I am and tell you other hunters what I'm talking about. That dog of yours right there," he said pointing at Percy while looking at the hunters, "is the one all of the gods and goddesses, monsters and other higher deities all alike want to capture for their own profit." his smirk got impossibly wider.

"That right there ladies, is Lupas son."

Suddenly, all the hunters bows were turned on him instead. They were looking at him with disgust, they couldn't believe how a shapeshifter could've been in their camp without them noticing, and a male for that matter.

Dr. Thorn crackled as he disappeared unnoticed into the darkness of the forest.

Percy stood there in frozen fear, not knowing what he was supposed to do. Stay here, be taken to Olympus, see his mother, then be killed, or run? Run, absolutely, run.

He started running, getting only a couple of feet before he got hit by an arrow in his front paw. Taken aback by the sudden pain coursing through his paw, Percy collapsed onto the forest floor.

He laid there, in a mixture of shock and fear, not really knowing what to do. After a second, he tried scrambling to his feet, only to be knocked down again, ending up pressed harder into the dirt, a foot pressing painfully into his back.

"Don't you even dare." a voice snarled from above him.

Percy tilted his head sideways, and out of the corner of his eyes he could see, surprise, surprise, Lady Artemis standing over him.

She smiled mischievously at him, tilting her head to the side, "Sweet dreams mutt."

The last thing he was saw were her moon colored eyes, looking at him with barely contained rage, and a hint of disappointment? Hurt? His mind must be playing tricks on him. Then he felt a sharp sting to the back of his head, his eyesight going black.

The first thing Percy noticed when he stirred from his not so peaceful sleep was an intense headache. He slowly reached his paw up to his head, moaning in pain as he felt a dent the size of a golfball in the back of his head.

He released his paw making it smack harder onto the floor than it normally would have, a clanging sound reached his ears, like metal on marble. He cursed himself internally. He was tied up in some sort of way, great. The sounds of way too loud, unclear voices died down. He could hear slight whispering from all around him.

When he opened his eyes, he smacked them shut at the assault of blinding light. He took several deep breaths to recover before opening his eyes again. The first thing he saw was a big, furry, black paw right in front of his face. Adorned around its thinnest width, which wasn't really thin at all, laid a silver colored chain.

Still slightly groggy from waking up, Percy didn't realize that the paw belonged to him. So in his haze, he jumped up on his feet, looking frantically for any intruders. Swaying slightly as he stood. When nothing but chains, surrounding his wolfly ankles and wrists, and the fact that he was trapped in some kind of dog pen, nothing else seemed out of ordinary.

The pen he was in was basic, thin, black metal bars stretched from the way too white, shiny marble floor, and had a maximum height of about 6 meters. Taking note of this, Percy realized that he could easily jump over the fence. But he decided to wait and see how this played out.

Steadying himself, letting all of his senses return fully to him, Percy decided to look up. The room he was in was gigantic, he wouldn't even call it a room, more like the biggest room in a castle or a mansion. The walls were in the same style as the floor, white, shiny marble. But if he looked closer, he could faintly see the outline of what looked like different battle scenes. He especially wanted to take a closer look at those when he got out of this mess.

When he turned around, he couldn't say he was entirely surprised when he saw the twelve Olympians, sitting on their respective thrones in a U formation around the hearth. Hestia sat by the hearth, not too far away from him, in her favored form, a young child. She smiled sadly at him. While Hades sat as his own gloomy self on a pitch black throne that had the occasional soul popping forth, releasing a faint scream before disappearing again. They were all perched on a platform placed a step higher than where he laid.

They were all observing him, like a trapped mouse in a science project, with no hope of ever coming out undamaged. He looked at all of them, in the middle sat Zeus, with Poseidon at his side. Seeing as they were the most powerful, but Zeus being Zeus, had moved Poseidon's throne more to the right so he could be in the center. From Zeus' left sat his queen, Hera, the rest of the goddesses sitting on a row according to their level of power. The gods were situated in a similar manner on Poseidon's right side.

After observing for a while, Percy's sea green and silver eyes met Zeus' cold and electric sky blue ones. The king of the gods was studying him intently, as if he was trying to peel of a layer of his skin to discover all of his secrets. Percy cocked his head to the side in confusion, his slow mind not catching up to why he was caged in.

"Well, welcome to Olympus. Now I'm sure you know why you're here, caged in and all." Zeus boomed, smirking devilishly at the end. Percy held his gaze though, not letting the arrogant god intimidate him and getting the satisfaction that he looked away. No matter how much worse his booming voice made his headache.

"Now we have some simple questions for you, and it would make it all the better for all of us if you would cooperate and answer us truthfully. Apollo will detect any of your lies,

so no use in trying." He boomed, yet again as his head tilted slightly to the right.

Percy briefly broke his stare down with Zeus to look at Apollo, he was situated in between Hermes and Hephaestus. He dared a look at Hermes, his face was set in a neutral expression, but his eyes betrayed him. Percy could see the sadness and disappointment. If it was directed to him or to Hermes himself, he did not know.

Looking back to Apollo, the god was grinning at him, his teeth flashing terribly and blinding him momentarily. His mother had told him the tales of the sun god, his great skill in archery, and getting young girls into his bed at night.

Looking back at Zeus, still blinking his eyes to get rid of the patch of white annoying his eyes, he raised his non existent eyebrows and tilted his head to the side.

"Do not fret mutt, Artemis filled us inn on what has happened over the last few weeks. We know what you are and of your parentage. Now on to the questions, Athena?" Zeus asked. Percy frowned, not taking a liking to this situation at all.

All of the others had been quiet this whole time, making an eery silence before Athena, goddess of wisdom, fired off her questions.

"First off, you understand us right? It would've been unpractical to question someone who doesn't understand us."

"Stupid question for a wisdom goddess, Athena. You know my parentage." Percy snarled, his voice was deep and guttural, from the lack of use. All of the gods jumped slightly at the sound of his voice, astonished that he could speak.

"You can speak!" Apollo yelped. Percy just looked at him with a blank, 'Are you kidding me?' look.

"No shit Sherlock." Dionysus muttered, resulting in a glare from Apollo. Regaining her composure, Athena continued.

"Great, this makes everything a whole lot easier. Okay, first question, what's your name?"

'Simple enough', Percy thought before answering.

"Perseus." Nothing more and nothing less than what they needed to know.

Athena nodded satisfied, "Age?"

"I don't really keep count." He responded, his face emotionless, not really knowing how to answer the question. In his human form, he looked like a 15-16 year old. But in reality, he was only nine months old, going on ten soon.

"Uhm, okay..." Athena trailed off, "Do you have a human form?"

"Of course, have you yet again forgotten who my mother is?"

"Of course not!" She glowered, "Show us."

"No."

They glared at each other, both to stubborn to give up.

Finally losing his patience, Zeus thundered, "Show us boy!".

"And why should I?"

Zeus smirked and waved his arm in front of himself. Out of nowhere, another cage-like pen appeared, a person laid in there, and by the looks of it, that person didn't have it to well.

Percy had his suspicions on who it might be, and he prayed that his suspicions were wrong. But the fates were not with him today as he looked closer upon the person. The persons body was bloody with ichor and adorned with several colorful bruises, the clothes were almost torn off, cuts lined the arms and legs, golden ichor still seeping through. His heart ached as he recognized the tell tale chocolate red hair and womanly figure on the person. A strangled cry escaped his maw as he looked upon his mother.

Ares chuckled, "Yeah, we had some fun with her, you know. I like the ones that put up a bit of a fight." He had a disgusting smirk plastered on his face, one Percy wanted to wipe right off.

So he did that, in a second, the chains around Percy broke, and he had leapt over the pen, speeding towards Ares' throne. Ares didn't even have the chance to defend himself as Percys paw, filled with razor-sharp claws, came crashing into his face, throwing the screaming god of war off his throne and into the middle of the throne room, sunglasses flying off to the unknown.

"Don't you dare talk about my mother like that." He snarled quietly, which was easily more terrifying than if he had been yelling.

All the Olympians were frozen in shock, staring at him wide eyed as he stalked towards the groaning god. As he stalked closer, he could see his work. Four long, deep cuts, starting from the top right of his face, stretched all the way down to his left jawline. His face was bleeding ichor profusely, some of the skin and fat on his face was hanging off to the side. That would absolutely leave a scar. He smirked inwardly, proud of himself.

Percy was right over him now, growling as he stared into the gods eyes, a bloodcurdling rumbling that would scare even the toughest warriors.

Ares had flames for eyes, but when he stared into the kids eyes, he wanted to cower in fear. And he had a good reason for that. Percy's eyes weren't the calm and playful sea green mixed with silver anymore. Now, any trace of sea green were gone, replaced by pitch black with splotches of violet and silver dancing around like flames.

"Didn't you hear me, useless god?" He growled to the stunned god, who just stared up at him, as much as he wanted to break the eye-contact, he wasn't able to. Like some unseen force glued them to the wolfs eyes.

Percy growled louder in frustration, his maw opening up as if he were to take the gods head in his mouth.

"Percy!"

Hope you guys liked it! Again I'm sorry for the super long wait! But no worries, one week of school left then Easter, which equals no school and more writing!

Now, I have a problem. I love the Artemis/Percy paring, but I also like the Nyx/Percy paring, and you don't see a lot of those either. So I'm putting up a poll and it'll probably last for a while. Currently Nyx is winning in my head, she's gonna be in the story later and it will probably fit better. But I want your opinion, so please vote!

- Emma