Me (Soul): And now reviews from last chapter? I'm ashamed! Just because I included some... Stuff. If that is what stopped the reviews, just tell me. I'm still thinking of telling you guys to go screw yourself for this chapter... But... eh, I'm feeling nice after I went out with a few friends. So, without further ado, Chapter 8!

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No point of view:

"Remind me why I'm in the form of a thirteen year old? I have more than enough bad experiences when I was thirteen." A raven haired boy with sea green eyes (who was also fiddling with an amulet that hung from his neck) asked the girl next to him; who had long, auburn hair and silver eyes. The pair walked into the classroom, and picked their seats at the far back.

"Well, a seventeen year old couldn't walk around and be in a thirteen year old's lesson, could we?" The girl replied as they sat down, tonnes of kids filing in after them, taking their seats. But no one sat next to Percy.

The school bell rung, signaling the start of the last lesson.

"Alright... How are we going to approach him?" A sea-green haired boy asked a silver eyed girl next to him.

"Just grab him and run, idiot." The auburn haired just shrugged her shoulders as if it was an everyday thing.

"... No, just no, Artemis. We need something casual, and 'nice' as Knuckles put it. But his definition of 'nice' is a punch to the face and abduction." The raven haired boy rolled his eyes at the goddess sitting next to him as he tapped his fingers on the table in anticipation.

"True enough Perseus, true enough." Artemis nodded her head slowly, thinking of what Brian Nox would look like as a jackelope.

"Arty, it's him!" Percy nodded his head at a boy who was kicked into the class room.

The boy whom was just kicked into the classroom had long, wild dark auburn hair, and looked to be around 13 years of age. His figure was scrawny over all, with very pale skin to go over his body. His eyes though... Well, they were the strangest feature about him - they were an aqua-like colour, unlike everyone else in the world. His clothes were strange though, but not as strange as his eyes. He wore a pair of red and white NIKE high tops, black combat jeans with a few chains hanging from the pockets. He seemed to have a grey and red long-sleeved NIKE shirt underneath a blue denim jacket with red sleeves.

Obviously, the entire class cracks up with laughter, the only exception being Percy and Artemis.

The boy just grumbles multiple curses under his breath, and continued to his seat at the back - right next to Percy.

"What lesson is this again?" Artemis asked Percy, and he pulled out his mini-timetable.

"The last lesson... Greek Mythology, I think, and then we're free from this hell hole, Arty." Percy told her, causing the Goddess of the Hunt to mutter a multitude of curses about dimwitted boys.

"Don't call me Arty, Perseus." Artemis growled at the Son of Poseidon next to her, and she turned to look out of the window on the other side of her.

"What, so you want me to say, Artemis? The teacher will get ask you why your name is Artemis."

"And I have a cover up story, alright? You stupid boy." Artemis hissed at Percy, not paying the boy next to Percy any attention.

"Brian!" All eyes turned to the boy next to Percy.

"Yes sir?" He replied, tapping his table like a normal ADHD kid.

"Name every single one of the Olympians - when they first made the council, to when they faded." The teacher barked at Brian. Artemis also noticed that the teacher had a slight french accent, making her a bit suspicious.

"Faded my ass." Percy muttered under his breath.

"Originally, there were Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Apollo, Ares, Hephaestus, Aphrodite, Athena, Hermes, Demeter," He then muttered the words 'and my favorite two', "Artemis and Hestia."

"Wrong. Zeus put Hercules as the twelfth Olympian, but he was removed and his place was given to Dionysus. So, Hestia was never a Olympian in the first place." The teacher corrected arrogantly.

"Dick head." Brian muttered under his breath, causing Percy to snicker quietly.

"Don't worry about it; you're right anyway. It just shows how crap the teachers are in this school." Percy muttered to Brian.

"Are you new here or something?" Brian asked, turning to Percy and Artemis.

"Yeah. Me and my sis Arty got kicked out of our old school." Percy said, sticking to the pair's cover up story.

Artemis slapped him around the back of the head. "I told you to not call me that, Perseus." Artemis hissed at said boy..

"Then call me Percy, Arty." Percy chuckled slightly at the goddess next to him.

"Brian Nox! Perseus and Artemis Jackson! DETENTION!" The teacher roared in annoyance, causing the three on the back row to huff in annoyance.

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Percy's point of view:

I impatiently tapped my fingers on the desk in front of me, as the teacher drawled on how we needed to be disciplined.

"Alright Dr. Thorn, we'll do whatever you say." Brian grumbled under his breath. Dr. Thorn; that name made Riptide feel heavy in my pocket - as if warning me for danger.

The last Dr. Thorn I knew was the... Manticore. Well, I'm screwed.

I turned to Artemis and shot her a look saying 'get ready'. She nodded her head slightly and summoned her hunting knives underneath her desk.

"Well then, at least I have the two that caused me hell the last time we met." Dr. Thorn said evilly, his heterochromatic eyes glowing venomously.

Then, the manticore's body began to shift (but the face remained human) into a lion's body and a long, scorpion-like tail. He instantly shot a spike towards me, but I kicked the table up and used it as a shield.

I fished Riptide from my pocket and uncapped it.

Brian did exactly what I did (without the sword), along with Artemis who summoned her silver bow and quiver of arrows.

"What the hell is that thing?!" Brian yelled / asked Artemis and I.

"It's a manticore. I was there when he originally died by Dionysus crushing him with grape vines." I answered, keeping my ears strained so I could try and predict the manticore's next attack or movement.

"Then why does it want me of all people?!" Brian yelled, grunting in pain as a spike grazed his arm slightly.

"Artemis! Where is he?" I yelled over the sound of tables being tossed around.

"Nearly in front of you! I have no clear shot at the moment!" Artemis yelled back at me.

"Well then, here goes nothing." I muttered to myself as another barrage of spikes collided with the table I was crouched behind.

Then, my ADHD kicked in.

I kicked the table, and it was sent flying in the manticore's direction, and it hit him right in the side.

Time to call on dad's power of the 'Earth Shaker'. But, there is still one issue: I have never used that power before. I mentally argued with myself, but raised my left fist, and brought it down upon the classroom floor, and a tremor shook the ground. Tables and chairs were sent flying, and the second a clear shot came for me, I charged.

"Stay in Tartarus this time!" I growled as a spike hit my shoulder, and I swept my sword in a huge arc, severing the manticore's human head clean off of it's shoulders.

The head rolled a few times before desolving into dust, the body following. The tip of the scorpion tail is all that remained - a spoil of war.

I picked it up, and tossed it to Artemis, who caught it, and then gave me a questioning glance.

"Keep it safe for me. It could come in handy in the future." I told her, and she nodded in understanding.

Then, we both turned to Brian, who looked looked like he just peed his pants.

"Just what the actual HELL is going on here?!" Brian shouted.

"Alright, I'll say this simply: I'm a demigod, like you, and Artemis is a goddess." I said simply, pointing at the goddess as I mentioned her.

"Bull crap. My mother is dead and my father is on his death bed. He would've told me if I was one." Brian snapped at me. He then snatched up his rucksack, and left the classroom - but not before flipping me the bird.

"He's screwed, isn't he?" I turned to the silver eyed goddess.

"His father wouldn't be attacked unless..." Artemis trailed off, worried now.

"Unless what, Artemis?" I asked her, confused.

"His father is a demigod, so that would make Brian Nox a three-quarter god." Artemis answered, and I went pale as well.

"Then we need to go and catch up to him." I said, and we both dashed out of the classroom and raced after the supposed son of Melione.

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We chased after him for a while, sticking to the shadows and alley ways in case Brian spotted us.

After a while of tailing Brian, we saw him go into a apartment, and we both followed him.

Then, screams began to echo from the apartment.

"What the actual -?! GET OUTTA HERE!" Brian's voice echoed through out the place, and I kicked the door down, Riptide uncapped and at the ready.

Artemis summoned her bow and arrows, and arrow already notched and ready to shoot.

The apartment was a hell hole - the sofa was torn to shreds, a TV was shattered, a coffee table was dangling by a leg in the wall and there was a winged figure standing over a battered and bloody Brian.

"Ah... So our guests have arrived, I see?" The wing figure's voice echoed throughout the apartment, the sickly sweet smile most obvious on his face.

"Just who the Hades are you?" Artemis asked, aiming her arrow at the figure's head.

"Oh, how rude of me. I am Moloch, the Demon of December. And I know your names: Perseus Jackson and Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt. Brian Nox is under me, and my brothers I believe are spending quality time with Astaroth Nox." The demon smirked, turning towards me, and I almost dropped my sword in fright, as of how much this guy reminded me of Tartarus.

His skin colour was a creepy icy blue, and his hair was long and dark grey. Moloch's eyes were... Well... Non existent, as only a small vortex of black filled his eye sockets. A midnight black horn protruded from each of his temples, adding to the overall Demonic look.

"Your not Greek or Roman. Explain what you want from the demigod - NOW!" Artemis snapped at Moloch, not wanting to waste another second.

"What I want? Oh, Artemis, this boy is more than a demigod - his father, after all is Astaroth, the Demon of August. He is just a demi-demon at the minute, but soon, Brian shall take his father's place and lead us - and free us from the Demon Path!" Moloch's laughter rung through me, and rattled me like a baby shakes a baby-rattle.

"Half demon, half god? What would that make him, Artemis?" I asked the goddess next to me, and a pained scream came from the bedroom.

"It's obvious, Perseus: an insanely powerful being. If a god, his power would probably be up there with a Protogenoi, considering that the Demons were chased from Earth by the Protogonoi." Artemis answered, eyeing the demigod-demon hybrid suspiciously.

Another pained cry for help came from the bedroom, and I felt the amulet around my neck tug on me a bit.

Brian tried to get up, but Moloch added to the amount of pressure that he was adding to Brian's chest. Brian's ribs were probably on the verge of breaking.

Then, the bedroom door was blasted open, and out stepped a flaming man (he reminded me a lot of Hyperion), with flames in his eyes. He then threw down a limp man by my feet. I crouched down, and noticed that he had no horns - or signs of the horns being there. His skin was incredibly pale as I could see a puddle of purple blood beginning to pool around him. He opened his eyes slightly to show a pair of dull aqua eyes, slowly fading as the life left his body.

"Brian..." Astaroth croaked, and tried to reach out for his son.

"Let the boy say goodbye to his father, Moloch." The flaming man said, demolishing any thought of this man being Hyperion.

"Whatever, Beelzebub." Moloch grumbled and raised his foot from Brian's chest, but the swiftly kicked him in the side.

"Um... Just who are you?" I asked the flaming demon.

"Beelzebub, the Demon of July. Don't expect me to be this nice for long, sea spawn, as I'll still kill you." Beelzebub answered, his eyes glowing brighter for proof.

I turned my head back to Brian and Astaroth.

"Why didn't you tell me, father?" Brian asked, a tear trickling down his cheek.

"Because the more... You knew, the... More danger... We were both... In. Then I began... To lose my power... As a Demon... To cover you... Up, and this... Happened." Astaroth rasped, purple blood beginning to trickle out slowly from the corner of his mouth.

"Why always me?" Brian asked himself, and his father stroked his son's chin softly.

"Then... Take my sword and go... Find the Demon... Path and... Destroy it... For me..." Astaroth rasped out, and a tattoo of an electrum sword etched itself onto Brian's left fore arm. "It has... The power to... End a Protogenoi's... Life. Live long, Brian... Nox... My son..." Astaroth rasped out, and the last of the aqua light left his eyes.

"Now, come with us Brian - get revenge on your mother for abandoning you!" Beelzebub opened his arms up for Brian, but the demon-demigod hybrid flipped him the bird.

"Disrespecting us? We shall destroy you and your foolishness!" Moloch roared, and Artemis let her arrow fly, going straight through Moloch's throat.

I then charged Beelzebub, only for a blast of fire to erupt from the Demon of July's body.

I was enveloped in fire, and felt the sheer heat burn through my skin completely. I then collapsed to the ground from the burns, and everything turned black, but not before me seeing Zoe's face, and her distant voice calling for me.

"I'll save you... Zoe..." I muttered, trying to reach out for her. Riptide clattered from my hands, and the light faded, leaving me in the cold darkness of unconsciousness... Or death...

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Me (Soul): Yeah... I decided to include a few Demons into the story... Don't worry, they play a major role in the story, as it is called the 'Demon Path' for a reason. So, still no reviews... You guys suck. This is two an a half thousand without the A/Ns! So, you want to see next chapter, review for it, or I take my sweet ass time! I'm serious guys, as I have a whole episode of animation to do for my YouTube account. So, I'm alone and issuing threats like this... Oh well, Read and Review for a chapter. If you don't review, weeeeeeeeell... You guys know the dill. And tell me why you didn't review last chapters you lazy ass swipes!

Until next time!

~The Prince of Souls (Soul Rebirth)

Story recommendations:

PJO: The Flames of Chaos, by Blueper (the author is sick, so this story should be too!)

Sonic the Hedgehog: Poisonous Power, by PuppyPaw (I hate this guy to Hades and back, but the story is alright... For a 'wanna be badass')