A/N. I am aware i said i would possibly be updating fortnightly, and i apologise for not sticking to that. I know how irritating it can be to wait weeks for an update to a story that you like, but unfortunately, i cannot spend lots of time on my writings. But i appreciate you waiting, and for that, here is Chapter 6

Artemis POV

I appeared in a clearing to see a dozen and a half arrows pointed at me. Once my hunters realised who it was they were aiming at, they let their bows go slack and apologised. Holding up my hand to silence them, I said "Do not apologise for having quick reflexes. If it had been someone or something planning an attack, they would not have lived to carry it out." Thalia stepped forward, and asked what everyone else was thinking.

"Where have you been for the last two days?" At this I hesitated. But eventually, I realised that I couldn't lie to her. Not entirely anyway. "I think the rest of you should go." Phoebe, one of the most outspoken of my hunters, stepped forward, eyes flashing. "Why do we not deserve to know?" Sighing, I explained, "It's not that you don't deserve to, its that you probably don't care." She scoffed. "I believe I can be the judge of that."

Sighing in exasperation, I muttered "Fine." Turning back to Thalia, I braced myself for the shitfight she was about to release. "I, and a few others, were consoling Uncle Poseidon after… after Zeus had Perseus killed."

Dead silence.

"I'm sorry, what?" Thalia's voice had lowered to nearly a whisper, and the wind began to pick up. "You're telling me, that my, no, our father, killed my best friend? My brother? And he expects people to be fine with this?!" She said, each word rising in volume, until she was shouting at the sky. Thunder boomed overhead. Thalia just glared into the sky, before screaming "GO TO TARTARUS!", flipping the sky, (and by default, father) off, and storming off into the forest, sparks crackling along her skin with such ferocity that there were blackened footprints left behind on the forest floor.

One of my newest hunters, Gwen, asked, "Should we follow her?" Immediately, Phoebe shook her head. "You don't want to follow her. In fact, whenever she's in a state like that, find out what way she's going and go the opposite. In this case, we are going this way." She said, before pointing in the direction of camp. The rest of my hunters nodded, before making their way back to the camp. I hoped Thalia wouldn't kill anyone.

~~~~Time Skip - 8 months~~~~

Thalia did not kill anyone that day; at least, not to my knowledge. However, she didn't get better either, as she did lose her closest friend. I decided she needed to let her anger out, so I called the son of Hades, who was surprised beyond belief. He'd sobered up once I told him what happened. He came and picked Thalia up, and apparently they disappeared into the fields of punishment for a day. When she returned, she wasn't as angry, but just as upset. That was eight months ago. To this day, she still mopes around. It kills me to have to lie to her, but I must. And that brings us to the present moment; hunting. A small pack of hellhounds, maybe a half dozen, were headed east, and had made the mistake of barging through the camp. At that point their numbers had been about twice if not thrice their current number. That changed in about 20 seconds. They fled, so we had to hunt them down. Hellhounds are probably the easiest monsters to hunt, with the easiest being Cyclopses, due to them both being large and unable to be quiet, and they leave a very clear path to follow.

We ran after the hounds, before coming to a momentary stop when one of them let out a yelp of pain. I looked at my lieutenant, who looked back at me with confusion, before we continued on for another hundred metres or so, when we came to a clearing. The clearing had a few piles of monster dust, with two hellhounds circling a girl.

The girl was obviously a daughter of Hermes, with the sand blonde hair, and even had the distinguishable smirk that I've grown to hate. But thats not to say I had an instant disliking of her; in fact, quite the opposite. I could tell that this girl would be troublemaker, but would also make a good addition to my hunt. But what really stood out about her was the weapon she was wielding; a large, double bladed war axe, blades in the shape of an omega. One I recognised as belonging to the Minotaur. Before I could fully comprehend the circumstances, one of the hellhounds lunged at the girl, before she swung the axe much faster than a girl of her size and build should be able to, cleaving the creature in half, turning it into dust. She turned to her final opponent, but before either of them could move, I had loosed an arrow at the hound. When it connected, it let out a yelp, causing it to disintegrate, and the girl to grip her axe tighter, turning to face us.

She slightly reduced her grip on the handle, before a flash of panic crossed her face, causing her to tighten on the grip, as though she shouldn't have been relaxed and then realised she was. Her behaviour confused me, so I approached somewhat carefully.

"Hello" I said. She took a nervous step back, before I signalled to my hunters to sheath their weapons. They did so, and I looked back to the girl. "We're not going to hurt you"

She scoffed. "Yeah, I've heard that one before. Try again." Her tone took me aback for a moment, as I never had that tone aimed at me. I could see out of the corner of my eye my hunters freeze in shock, and I couldn't help but crack up laughing. The girl blinked a few times in confusion, as did a few of my hunters. I slowly stopped laughing, and waved off the confusion directed at me from the hunt. "Alright, let me ask two questions." She raised an eyebrow, but rolled her hand in a continue motion. "What's your name?"

She had a momentary lapse in her confident facade, and a look of panic crossed her face. "Uhh, Zoe." She replied, almost cringing when she said it. Something I didn't understand. "And your last name?" "Jackson" she replied almost immediately.

"Jackson?" I thought out loud. Her confidence seemed to reemerge at that point, as she got an annoyed look and said "I swear to god, if you ask me if I'm related to either Michael or Perseus Jackson, whoever the fuck that is, I will throw this at you." Holding up the axe in her right hand, she glared at me. Thalia and I caught the name Perseus, but it was Thalia who spoke first.

"You know Percy Jackson?" Zoe looked very irritated, and said "No you imbecile. I just said that." Thalia's moment of hope was crushed by that, but then she glared at Zoe. "First of all, I am not an imbecile. Secondly, if you don't know him, how do you know his name?" Zoe looked uninterested, but replied "Every bloody monster I've encountered knew my name, and thought I was this guys sister. Which is stupid, because I don't have a brother."

I scoffed. "I know for a fact that isn't true. You have about a dozen brothers that I know of."

Zoe looked at me as if I was crazy. "I'm fairly sure I know my own family tree." Realising I was going nowhere, I instead asked "That axe, where did you get it?" She looked confused, before looking down at the war axe in her hand. "Oh, some bull headed monster. I don't know what he was."

"The Minotaur?" Phoebe asked, shock written on her face.

Zoe looked to the new voice and said, "Isn't that from greek mythology? Im fairly sure what I fought was not a myth."

I hated this regime of having to explain that greek mythology was true. It got real irritating real fast. But I prepared myself anyway. "You're right." I said. "That was not a myth. But what you fought, and killed, was the Minotaur. Because greek mythology is not actually mythology, but true. Every part of it." Zoe raised an eyebrow, before bursting into laughter. My ire grew, but before I could do or say anything, she managed to get a hold of herself, and waved her finger, pointing at the group in its entirety. "And you all believe this?" Many of the hunters were getting irritated with this girl, but nodded anyway. Shaking her head, Zoe let out a few chuckles, and said "Then you're all crazy. Next you'll be telling me the gods are real. Ha!" My ire had reached its peak, and I turned to Thalia, saying "Take the rest back to the camp. I'll get her to see the truth." Nodding and then indicating to the rest of the girls to head out, they disappeared back into the forest.

After a few moments, I heard "Are they gone?" Turning back to Zoe, I glared at her. No-one insults myself and my family and gets away with it. Instead of flinching when she saw my face though, she laughed, which caught me by surprise.

Shaking her head she said, "Oh, that was too good, don't you think Artemis."

I was taken aback at her knowledge of my name, despite it never being said. I stared at her for a moment, before it all clicked. That smirk, knowing my name, Zöe. Surely it couldn't be… "Perseus?" I asked.

That grin split her face. Bringing a finger to her lip in a shhh motion, she said, "Not anymore. As you can see, I've had a few changes."

I stared shell shocked at the girl before me, before I stormed over to him and gave him a punch in the shoulder. "Owww." She said, rubbing her shoulder. "That was for that stunt you pulled." I grabbed his forearm and dragged him in the opposite direction of which the Hunt went in.

"You have some explaining to do, Jackson."