Results went from 107 favorers, 127 followers, and 42 reviews to 115 favorers, 133 followers, and 52 reviews. Slowest rate increase, but that's no big deal. I've had worse, not to mention, I don't really expect fast rate increases for every chapter I make, that would be crazy. Well, I hope the next chapter you like. So here's chapter 8.
Artemis's POV
"Artemis, what is going on here?" My father Zeus asked.
I couldn't just tell him that I was emotionally having a heart attack because of a man I gained feelings for from the very first moment I met is suffering from a great illness right now. I'm Artemis; I'm one of the virgin goddesses. Well, was a virgin, can't say I still am now really. After all, last night I had sex with Percy Jackson. I'm not too sure if I meant to come on him like that, but I couldn't control myself. Percy said he was nervous when he's near me and that the reason is because he's never been so close to a beautiful woman. Beautiful woman, those words still echo in my head. It really touched my heart. He got even more nervous after he said that. He was scared that what he said would offend me. But it didn't, it surprised me, and I just couldn't stop myself. I had to express my feelings. I tried to stop, but the fiercer we got, the more we continued; the more I began to care less about my oath. I just didn't care anymore. I just wanted Percy to feel loved, I wanted to feel loved, and what we did was what we needed to feel that way. It may come with consequences later, but I can't seem to care about that either. I just care about making Percy's last few days on earth worth remembering.
"There was trouble with someone, and I'm worried about it." I explained, not wanting to go any further than that.
"What trouble?" Zeus asked, not satisfied with my answer.
"Someone got extremely sick, and needed to be brought to the Infirmary." I said.
He still wasn't too satisfied with my answer, but I still wasn't going to tell him the full story, especially with all the other gods here.
"Who?" Zeus simply asked.
"I don't know, just someone that was really sick and that needed help." I said, getting a bit irritated.
"You don't know, or you don't want to tell me?" Zeus challenged.
"I don't know, now if you don't mind, I have to back to my hunt to check up on things." I stated. My father may be stronger than me, but that doesn't mean I can't stand up to him when I want to.
"Very well, gods dismiss." Zeus said.
As they were leaving, I sighed in relief that that was over.
"Artemis?" I heard someone say near me. I opened my eyes to see Poseidon still standing there.
"Poseidon." I whispered loud enough for him to hear me. He walked towards me until he was standing in front of me.
"Artemis, does this business you're in right now have anything to do with my son?" He asked.
I was a little scared of answering his questions, but this was Poseidon I was talking to. Poseidon is my uncle, and he's not as rough or strict as my father Zeus. Poseidon is a lot easier to be around and to talk to, especially in situations like this.
"Yes, this is about Percy Jackson." I said.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"He has a terrible case of cancer that's acting up and he . . . he's dying." I said, feeling like I could just burst into tears any minute now.
"Is that why you seem so sorrowful?" He asked concerned.
"Yes, he's dying and I feel like I'm not doing enough for him." I said.
It was after I said that that tears began to form from the corner of my eyes. Poseidon came up and held me. "Go ahead, let it out." He said calmly.
And that's what I did. I wrapped my arms around him and sobbed. My tears were just coming at a rapid pace. If I did this to anyone else, their shirt would be soaked from my crying on them, but with Poseidon, my tears don't do anything. He's the god of the seas after all, he can choose on whether or not he wants to get wet or when he wants to stay dry. I wonder how much of his father's power Percy has in him right now.
When I began to calm down, I unwrapped myself from Poseidon and slowly began to calm myself and my breathing down. I was thankful Poseidon was still here. He always knew how to calm me down and to make things better for me. I didn't really feel any better with Percy suffering from his kemoe right now, but I at least got my tears out and I didn't feel as broken right now.
"Thank you Poseidon." I said.
"You're welcome, and I'm almost afraid to ask, but why do you smell and look funny?" He asked, looking pretty confused.
I didn't know if I should tell him or not. I was afraid. If anyone found out about any of this, things would begin to go downhill fast. But then again, this is Poseidon I'm talking about. He's the one I always go to when I'm feeling down or depressed. He practically knows me better than I do. Maybe telling him wasn't a good idea, but telling is a lot better than telling my father or any other god. Not to mention, he's bound to get it out of me sooner or later. If there's one thing about Poseidon that anybody that knows him can ever forget, it's that he's very persuasive. He's very persuasive, just like his father, my grandfather, Kronos. It's a habit he got from he was persuaded by his father to serve him and the titans.
Not too many people know of this story (And this is a true story about Poseidon by the way.), but there was once a time where Poseidon joined his father Kronos to destroy Olympus. Like Hades, my other uncle, does today, Poseidon deep down envied Zeus' title as king of the gods and wished it for himself. This was sometime just before the destruction of the ancient city of Atlantis. Kronos learned of Poseidon's envy and he used that against him. Kronos tempted Poseidon promises of great and unlimited power and the throne of Olympus if he and the titans were freed. Poseidon didn't want anything to do with his father, but Kronos wasn't going to take no for an answer. For despite the fact he hated to admit it, Kronos needed the help of one of his children to finish what he started. Not to mention, Poseidon's envy wouldn't die either at the time. So despite he knew he would probably regret it later, he agreed to help Kronos. Luckily for the world's existence though, Kronos' plan failed. Poseidon was going to use the people of Atlantis to free his father. Kronos was so close to being freed too, but there were some Atlanteans that rebelled against Kronos, and were able to prevent the return of the titans, but at a price. To ensure the return of the titans a complete failure, the people of Atlantis were forced to sacrifice themselves as well as their own city. It was the only way they could destroy the gateway between Atlantis and Tartarus. The destruction of Atlantis was what helped Poseidon rebel against his father and turn away from the temptation. True Poseidon desired Zeus' title and throne, and maybe he still does, but no part of any of his desires to rule as an all-powerful being in the entire universe ever involved bringing death and destruction to any innocent people. He was ashamed of himself afterwards, but he was forgiven by the rest of us, and was welcomed with open arms.
Anyways, main point, I might as well tell him now.
"I found Percy suffering badly as soon as I woke up and I had to help him." I explained.
"How did you find him as soon as you woke up? I learned from your letter that you met him and you two started a 'sort of' friendship, but how did you find him as soon as you woke up without having to look around camp for him?" He asked, getting suspicious and a little teasing.
"He was in my tent last night." I said getting a little nervous.
"Why was he in your tent?" He asked with a smirk starting to form on his face.
"I had him stay for the night so I could make sure he doesn't get hurt during the night." I said getting really nervous.
"And?" He asked me to continue, while his smirk was getting bigger.
"And . . . we kinda . . . had sex." I said with my nervousness skyrocketing right now.
"You had sex with my son?" He asked in disbelief, but in the good way, not bad.
I nodded my head. He just then started to laugh. I raised an eyebrow as to why he was laughing at me right now.
"What?" I asked, not knowing what he found funny about this.
"I never thought you would actually break your vow of maidenhood, especially with my son." He said through his laughs.
He was right, breaking my vow isn't one the most likely things to happen. But come on, it's not my fault that I've actually fallen for someone who not only has had terrible experiences in life, but who has a charm that even I can't possibly ignore. Though I had to admit, it actually was a bit funny that I would actually do something like that. I don't know why, but when Poseidon laughs, it's hard for me not to laugh.
"It's pretty weird ain't it?" I asked through a little snickering.
"I'm very proud of him." He said with happy tears coming out of his eyes. He probably only used his powers to do that. When he said that, I couldn't help but blush.
Just as we were having our conversation, a satyr came out of Percy's room. Our good moods were immediately forgotten about as Poseidon and I rushed over to the satyr to find out what's going to happen to Percy.
"Well, how is he?" Poseidon asked me, beating me to the question. Probably a good thing he did, it would be weird to the satyr if I was the one to ask that.
"He's unconscious right now. We were able to clean up all the blood and get it to stop so he wouldn't lose any more blood, but his body is covered in bruises and scares. It appears to be what made his cancer act up so badly. Any idea on how those injuries might've happened?" He explained and asked us.
"He was being beaten up by the sons of Ares yesterday." I said.
They both were shocked to hear that. I don't blame them really. I was really shocked too. The only difference is that they only heard about it, I witnessed it in person. So I was just as shocked as they are right now.
"I think I'm gonna have to send some Cyclopes to teach them a lesson." Poseidon said angrily.
"Well, they certainly beat him pretty badly. His cancer, from which I gathered is Non-Hodgkin lymphoma, was out of control. We were able to stop him from losing any more blood, but his life has been greatly scarred. And I'm afraid that's not the worst of it. We ran some tests on him, and his cancer is starting to enter into his lungs. He doesn't have too many chances of waking up, and even if he does wake up, he will have such a difficult time with breathing." The satyr explained.
"Can you treat his cancer at all?" Poseidon asked.
"I'm afraid we can't risk anything. We could try, but any treatment at this rate may just kill him rather than help him." The satyr explained.
"What are the chances he'll survive?" I asked worriedly.
I could see the 'What the fuck?' look in his eyes, but he's smart enough not to get on my case in anyway about it. "Give the state of things, approximately only a 10% to 15% chance. He's lost a huge amount of blood and with how bad he looks right now, if he doesn't die now, he will eventually." He said in a depressed way. Not depressed that he doesn't care about Percy, but depressed that he's suffering and is gonna die very soon.
"How much time would he have left if he doesn't die yet?" Poseidon asked.
"If the test results we were able to get on his health are correct and if he's able to survive the amount of pain he's in right now, he probably has approximately 1 month left." He said sadly.
No, no, this can't be happening. He had to have had months before and now because Ares' sons, he only has approximately 1 month now. I can't tell how I feel more, angry or sad. I was sad about Percy dying a lot sooner now, and angry at Ares for having so many heartless sons and/or his sons daring to hurt him like this. Either way, I'm nowhere near in a good mood. And neither was Poseidon, I can promise you that.
"Can we see him?" Poseidon asked.
"Yes, just keep it brief, it's best for him to be left alone to heal, if he can." He said, heading out of the Infirmary.
Poseidon and I went in to see Percy. He was definitely unconscious. He looked as is death could become him. His skin was losing its color, he definitely had scares and bruises all over him, and it hardly looked like he was even breathing. He just looked so broken. Poseidon and I both sat of either side of him. Poseidon took one of his hands to hold Percy's hand, while he used the other to rub his head. Me, I placed my hands on his shoulders, my head on his neck, and was shedding tears for him. I don't think I've ever been so sad in my immortal life. I was praying to the original Greek goddess Chaos that he wouldn't die like this.
After gods know how many minutes exactly, Poseidon suggested that we leave so we could let Percy rest. I didn't want to go anywhere, but as much as I hate to admit it right now, he's right. We really did have to leave him be so he could gain his strength back. Before I got up, I planted a firm kiss on his lips.
When we left the infirmary, Poseidon told me to keep in touch with him so that he can help keep an eye on his son before he went back into the seas. I agreed to keep in touch with him. Then I went over to my encampment to check and see how everyone was doing. When I got there, it looked like they've been waiting for something. They've been waiting for me no doubt, waiting for their orders on what needs to be done today.
"Milady, what happened?" Zoe asked.
"Percy's cancer acted up this morning girls, so I had to take him to the infirmary immediately." I explained.
"How is he?" Zoe asked with worry and concern.
"Thanks to those snarling bastards Ares calls his sons; he only has approximately 1 month of his life left now, if he doesn't die from his injuries from last night." I said, feeling the need to break into tears again. But I wasn't going to let myself break again, especially not in front of my hunters. I need to remain as their wise and strong leader to them.
They all looked like their own arrows were just thrust threw their hearts. Even though they hardly know Percy, they know that he's going a very difficult time right now, and that what Ares' sons did to him, he didn't deserve.
"As for your orders, uh . . . just . . . do whatever you want today, I don't know what else to tell you." I said as I made my way back to my tent. I knew they were all staring at me right now, but I didn't care. I was too depressed to care right now. I just went straight to my bed. It still had the smell of sex all over it, just like me, but I didn't care. I actually preferred it that way, because it reminds me of what Percy and I did last night. It made me feel that despite the fact he isn't here with me right now, a part of him is. And that, that's what makes me feel a little better right now. Which is exactly why I'm not gonna take a shower, not today at least, but I intend to let the smell of sex remain for as long as I can let it.
Leo's POV
As Gabe Ugliano and Nancy Bobofit suffer, their darkness fades away, but at a very slow pace. As I once said before, what they get is no more than what they deserve. They shall suffer for their crimes, and I suppose I have Artemis to thank for that. I would've killed them myself, but my mother Chaos forbids me from killing others, or torturing them if they're still alive. She says that killing another being is not only wrong, but not what we are made for. Killing is never the answer nor was it meant to ever be considered. Perhaps things could've been like that, if the original humans Adam and Eve didn't turn their backs on he who gave them life.
You know, the Christians have a guy who can do anything and everything he wants, and who was around long before any of us primordial were even born. Now that's a true God.
Er, anyways, making those two suffer is an accomplishment. But before I can possibly be satisfied with my work, there are other things that must be done. The boy Percy Jackson is in need of comfort as he rests and battles through his pain and sorrow. As my mother once taught me when I was a child, if you ever long for a miracle, you don't wait for them to happen, you make them happen. Miracles can only be gained if you work your life for them. They happen every day, and they can always happen no matter what, you just need to believe in yourself to make any miracle possible. That is how I intend to lend to Percy, a miracle that will help him battle the darkness bestowed upon him. And I may know just the perfect miracle for him.
Percy's POV
I can't see anything around me. All I see is utter blackness. I feel so lost, like I have no idea what I'm doing or where I'm even at right now. I remember my kemoe acting up, but I can't really remember anything after that. I can only see a small glimpse of a woman, a girl, and a camp of some sort. I just wish there was something to help me, because I feel like a four year old who's afraid to sleep in the dark all by myself.
"You have nothing to fear Percy Jackson." I heard a voice say, but I couldn't see anyone else around or see where that voice came from.
"Who's there?" I asked as bravely as I could, but probably didn't succeed in.
"A friend is all, or perhaps something more like, as the mortals say, a guardian angel." The voice said.
I wanted to believe this friend/guardian angel, but I was too scared to. Just then, a white light started to shine right behind me. I looked to see what was going on. I saw a man in the light. I have no clue who he is, he definitely isn't someone I've ever met before, at least as far as I can remember of my life as of this moment.
"Fear not young one, I have only come to bring you comfort in your time of need." He said as the blackness he was beginning to replace with a sun filled sky, trees, grass, and flowers in the ground, and animals roaming around the land in peace and joy. This place was so beautiful.
Just when I thought I couldn't be any more surprised, he made another light shine right near him. That light revealed another person, a woman. Who I saw form from this light made tears begin to swell in my eyes.
"Mom?" I asked in disbelief.
"Percy." She said as she opened her arms, smiling warmly at me.
"MOM!" I exclaimed as I charged at her, hugging her like my life depends on it, which I'm kinda thinking and even hoping was true.
We just stood there, hugging each other, and I was shedding some tears. I didn't care if was looking like some sort of wimp, I was just happy to see my mother again.
"Thank you." I said to the guy who brought her here, and helping me kill my worries I had a few minutes ago.
He just smiled and bowed his head. "You two have fun here. This is a world where you will find all the time you need to feel nothing but happiness." He said as he began to fade away with a huge smile on his face.
"Come on Percy, we have a lot of catching up to do." My mom happily replied, and in which I was more than happy to happily agree with.
I think that'll work for this chapter. It didn't come as the way I was expecting to come out exactly, but it works for me. Hopefully it works for you guys too. So until I update the next chapter, which will probably be pretty soon if I'm not as busy as I think I'll be, read, enjoy, review (recommended), favor and/or follow.
Shadow Gumball of Death, I hope you like the role I gave your OC in this chapter. Also, just I let you know ahead of time buddy, I've started the next chapter for the fanfiction you, my brother and I are working on, but it's coming to me pretty slowly. I probably won't have it ready until maybe Thanksgiving Break. I'll try to have it ready sooner, but I don't think I can get it any sooner than that. I'll do what I can though. Take care buddy.
