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If the outline looks different that is because I switched from Microsoft Word to LibreOffice. Word wanted to start charging me so I switched.
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It Can't Be!
3rd Person POV
It was the day after Prometheus came to the camp with a warning. It was also the day after Altair came to the camp. The gods were in the throne room talking about the war and trying to find out the best solution to win.
The one topic that had come up quite often in the meeting was the Soldiers of Chaos, but to be more specific Altair. Chaos' personal assassin was nothing like they have ever seen.
Artemis was sitting on her throne not really interested in the meeting, which was very unlike her, she was usually one of the biggest talkers when in came to council meetings. When the other gods would mention Altair's name she would perk up, put her fingers to her lips, and get a far away and dreamy look.
But their was something about him that drew her in. She didn't know why, maybe it was because he was such an amazing archer. That is what got her to like Orion, but it wasn't just his hunting skills or archery that got her to like him. It was his smell, an intoxicating smell of the sea that drew her in.
Perhaps its because of the legend of the moon and the tides, maybe that's why she felt so attracted to Orion. He was of the sea, and that includes the tides. Orion and Altair wasn't the only man that caught her attention , though she would never admit it, she had a crush on the great hero, Percy Jackson.
Now that was a man, she thought, he was kind, loyal, faithful, caring, and also very cute. Wait, why is she thinking about men like that. She is the virgin goddess, those thoughts should not be crossing her mind.
Artemis sighed, she never had a chance at him, he was always so attached to that Athena girl. She broke his heart and he ran away, well it wasn't just her fault, it was everyone's fault. They all forgot about him, even her. After what he did for her, he held the weight of the sky.
Know I know what you are probably thinking, he held the weight of the sky for Annabeth. Yes, he went on that journey to save Annabeth, and he was thinking of Annabeth when he took the sky. But the fact is, no matter who he was thinking about, he still took the weight off of Artemis.
Stop it! Stop thinking about him, he is gone and there is nothing that you can do about it. Altair that is who she should think about, she may be a virgin goddess but one reason is because men are pigs, well not all men, It is very rare to find one that lives up to her standards, and they are all taken, or something happens to them.
He is a hunter, maybe not like her but he still is one. She hunts animals and he hunts evil people, they are alike. And he smells like the sea, she told herself. Yea, I still don't get that one. Why does he smell like Poseidon. Could he really be...not it couldn't be.
She was still in deep thought. "Artemis, what do you think on this matter?" she didn't move or look up. Honestly she really didn't even hear what Zeus had said.
"Artemis!" she shook her thoughts free and looked up at her father.
"Y-yes father, what is it? She asked as if she had just woken up.
"Did you not hear a thing I said?" she shook her head
"Whats wrong sis?" Her annoying brother, Apollo asked. "It's-it's nothing"
"Whatever you are thinking about must be something...you are always so alert...and you are always attentive during council meeting." Zeus said to her.
"Well I..." she didn't want to tell them, but she thought it best to. "I challenged that assassin, Altair, to an Archery contest yesterday."
All the gods now how good of an archer she was, even better than her brother, and he was the god of archery. But they also saw how amazing that this Altair was at archery, so they paid attention.
"I...I lost" Everyone in the room had shocked looks on their faces, she was the best in the world.
"Be-before we started he said we should make it a little bit more...interesting." all the gods looked at each other, they had a feeling what the bet was, or something along those lines. "I...was so mesmerized by his archery skills that I said yes."
"What was this...bet!" Apollo asked, he was angry, no one touches his baby sister.
"The loser had to do whatever the winner wanted." Apollo gritted his teeth.
"And?"
"Well, we made out." all of the gods gaped at her statement...now just a small kiss they could understand. But in order to make out it has to be both people. Aphrodite squealed, she has been strying to get Artemis out of her shell for a long...long time.
"Did you like it?" she asked happily
"Y-yes I did, actually" Artemis whispered.
Aphrodite squealed so load it would rival Zeus' thunder. Apollo yelled "What?" as loud as he could.
"I-if you want to know, or I'm sure you already know...but he was the first man that has caught my eye."
"Well we all know that Orion caught your eye too." Poseidon said, he knew that she didn't mean to kill his son. It was Apollo that tricked her into doing it. But he was still mad that his son was dead.
"He wasn't the only one either" all the gods looked puzzled. Who else could she have liked.
"The other was Percy Jackson."
"What?" Zeus yelled. "it was bad enough that my virgin daughter had her eye on one son of Poseidon...but two? That is far to much." Poseidon looked appalled, as did everyone else in the room.
"My Percy also caught the attention of the man hating Artemis. Why is it that the only ones that have caught you eye have been my sons."
"I don't know...maybe its the legend of the moon and the tides. But the sea smell intoxicates me" Artemis said the last part dreamily.
"Then why haven't I caught your eye...if you don't mind me asking? Poseidon asked with a smirk.
"I don't know really." she shrugged
"But then why has this Altair caught you attention, Artemis?" Hermes asked.
"I-I don't know..i mean at first I noticed how good of an archer he was. So that somewhat drew me it. But then I noticed that he had that smell that only Poseidon and his children have."
All the gods in the room raised an eyebrow. Athena was think very hard at all of the possibilities, and Poseidon looked extremely happy. Could it be? His long favorite son. Or maybe even another one of his sons at least.
"There was another think about him." again all eyebrows raised, "He had eyes that I've only seen on Poseidon or his children, they were sea green, but if you look into then you could see that the sparkle that used to be in them is replaced with pain and suffering."
"You could see the death in his eyes."
Poseidon paled, if this was Percy the he couldn't help but wonder how he got like that. How could such a fun loving kid become the universe's greatest killer. Could all of use really treated him that bad? Could Percy have been that hurt by what we have done to him?
Poseidon was knocked out of his thought by Zeus. "Brother are you alright?"
"I don't know?...i just don't know what to think...my favorite son may have returned, but if it is him, what has he become?"
Zeus put a hand on his brother's shoulder. "First we don't know if it is him or not...so don't say anything until we know more." The god of the Sea nodded. "And secondly, if it is Percy then he is not truly bad."
"How is he not?" Athena asked. He is a killer, a killer is a bad person.
"Because Athena...yes, he is an assassin. But he assassinates bad people. Only people who bring more death to those who are innocent."
"That is true" Hephaestus said glaring at Ares, "he doesn't kill people because it is fun, only to prevent more death." Ares glared at the Smith god, he knew what Hephaestus was getting at.
The goddess of wisdom nodded, she knew what they said was correct.
"Now that is enough for one day" Zeus said. "We shall go check up on the half-bloods tomorrow"
All the gods nodded and disappeared in golden flashes.
Down at Camp Half-Blood everyone was preparing for war. Extra training for the campers were taking place, while the soldiers were all on guard duty.
Clarisse and Mark were training demigods in the Arena, and they were having a hard time with some of them.
"Get your shield up" whack "that's too high" whack.
"ugh..you guys are hopeless" Clarisse yelled
"You know there is no such thing as a bad student...only a bad teacher"(yes I used that from the karate kid) said a mysterious voice. Altair walked up to her with his robe and armor on. All of the campers that were there, with the exception of Clarisse, were scared out of their minds. They have seen this stranger fight.
"You dare call me a bad teacher" she was fuming at the statement the this stranger
"Yes, you are doing more yelling at them then you are showing them what to do." Altair said.
"Why don't you teach them then!" she yelled as she walked over and sat down.
Altair smiled then turned to the campers. "do you all want to learn how to fight or not?" they all nodded
"OK lets start with a simple disarming move..you twist the enemy's blade with the flat of your own sword so that he has no choice but to drop his weapon." Altair demonstrated the move in slow motion to the campers.
"now lets pair up into two's and try the move on each other in slow motion." All the campers paired up and battled slowly with each other. Many of them got the hang of it and Altair told them to battle each other and the they couldn't win unless they did the move.
Altair helped the other campers that were having trouble. He helped each one of them personally until they got it, they got it he told them to do as the other campers.
When all the campers started getting good with the move he moved one to the next. Then the next and the next.
They did pushups, sprints, and situps. Altair Pushed them to their limit. After a few hours and when the campers really started to get tired he let them go do something else.
Altair walked over to Clarisse and Mark, who were both still sitting down watching Altair train the younger campers.
"That is how you train them...work with them...don't bash them every five seconds." Clarisse nodded, she new was was right, but Mark got angry.
"Who are you to tell use how to train our students." Altair just smiled
"I have been personally trained by Chaos himself...i know what I'm talking about."
The rest off the day went rather quickly. When night time finally fell Altair went to his tent. He washed up and got ready for bed.
When he got in bed he fell straight asleep.
So how did you guys like the chapter. I know it didn't have any action really. But I have to put some in there to tell about the story.
Please tell me what you guys think. You are all great!
