CHAPTER 10:

(ARTEMUS)

I was leading an asault to find a rogue griffen, when all of a sudden I feel something different in the air.

"What is it, M'Lady?" Thalia noticed the concern on my face.

"There is something different. Can't you feel it?" I turned to my lutenent.

"I...I know that feeling. It's the feeling I get when...Percy. He is here somewhere. Wait." She looked out in the distance. The other hunters took notice. I could feel their uncomfortableness. I had the same feeling, but Thalia was determined it was the feeling she gets when Percy is around. After a couple of seconds of Thalia just standing there, she bonded off into the forest. Everyone right behing her. I was starting to get skeptical, until we got to a clearing.

We were facing a house surronded by water jetting up from the surface. Yep, defintally that infernal son of Posiedon. The wierdest thing was that I only saw a wolfpup fighting the gaint griffon, and Percy Jackson was no where to be seen. I watched in horror as the eagle ripped it's claws across the dogs chest. I heard Pheabe give a little sob. She hated when any inacent animal got ripped to shreds.

But it only gets better, the dog moaned and started to change into a black haired boy. I looked in shock as the missing sea spawn lay, his chest ripped open. His chest was bare and he had only a ratty pair of jeans. The griffon reared back and went for the kill. I am not fond of boys, but I owe my life to this one. I went for my bow, only to be beaten by Thalia as she shot the thing through it's heart. The monster became shimmering dust and the boy's sea green eyes fell back into his head, as he came into unconsciousness.

The touring walls of water fell to the ground with a crash, soaking everything around them. Thalia ran up to Percy and picked him up. He was in the only dry spot in the whole yard. I looked at the mortals expecting them to look confused and wonder why their dog is now a boy. All they did was run up to him.

The mother grabbed him from Thalia and walked gentally to the house. We all filled in. Their house a nice cozy two story house. It was quant and suitable for the family. The mom walked to the end of the hall, where I guessed the bathroom was, because I heard water start to run. I wondered how they knew how to do this. I walked in with Thalia at my side.

"Stay and put up camp." I ordered the rest of my huntresses, before leaving them with confussed looks on their faces.

"Clara. Go call your father." The mother said in hast. The eldest girl complied and ran to the phone. I walked up to the tub and knelt down next to the boy. Thalia glared at Percy Jackson, like if he died, she would go to the underworld herself, and kill him again.

She looked angry, no furrious. "Percy. I'm going to kill you." she said, but carefully placed the son of the sea god in the water.

He wasn't doing good. His breathing was already turning from shallow and shaky to harsh, painful gasps of air.

"Thalia get some ambrosia." I asked my huntress. "Here, M'lady." She handed me a square of the godly food. I lifted the boys head out of the water and popped the square in his mouth. I poured some nectar in his mouth and a few drops in the water, giving it a golden tint.

"Who..." The mother turned to face me after getting over her shock.

"I am Artemus, goddess of the hunt." I said not taking my eyes off of my uncle's son.

"Aren't you not supposed to help boys?" She asked uncurntain.

"Yes, but this one has saved my life, and is friends to most of my hunters, also his father would be furrious." I chuckled.

He looked pail, but his life form didnt waver, even though his breathing was still shutters and gasps. His wounds slowly stetched together.

"We need to get him to camp." Thalia said leaning down to pick up her friend.

"No Thalia." I said before she could reach him. "He is still too weak. If we move him now he won't make it." I put a gentle hand on Thalia's shoulder. She looked up and tears rolled down her face.

"We...we can't just let him d...die" She sobbed. I looked at her in sympathy. She was older than most of my huntresses, and youger at the same time. Most of them joined me when they were twelve or under, and most of them were at least a hundred years old. Thalia is about 16 and joined me a couple months ago, but she is the lutenent and a very good one at that. I senced someone looking at me.

"That boy is not yours to kill." A gruff voice said, conforming my feeling. I turned to see a man in the door way of the bathroom. He was ruff looking with a stubbly beard and calsed hands. "Ah, Lady Artemus. I believe I've never seen you save a boy, much less one of your hunters cry over one. I always thought you hated us men." He said grudgingly.

"Son of Hephestus. No doubt. I guess I have to explain, but I don't think you would understand. I bet you don't even know." I said, my eyes flashed with anger. This male was trying to tell me what I could or could not do, and I would not have it. Then Thalia put a hand on my shoulder. Her eyes sparked with electricity.

"This is no ordinary male. He has saved me and my sister, and M'lady. He is my friend and he has saved your butt, and everyone's elses butt more times, than the weapons in your house. And if you talk about M'lady or my friends like that agian. You will be smelling like barbique for the rest of your life, bub." Lightning arched between her fingers. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. Sometimes I forgot my lutenent had anger issues.

I looked at Percy and saw that he was glowing slightly. He looked agitated with the desturbance in the air. I didn't blame him, even being the sun of Posiedon he still could get fried. I looked at my hunter.

"You can stop now, I think he gets the point." I said, she looked down and saw Percy toss around.

"And he is more specail than you think." Thalia steeled her nerves. The male glared at me. I returned it.

"Oh yes I know. I saw him. He is the son of the big three. I know about the prophecy. And I also know about the inventors and his dog-damn problem." The elder demigod said. (...Sorry about the bad pun..I couldn't resist. Is it a pun? I don't know. Well It's play on words and I'm off topic. BACK TO STORY...)

I looked down at Percy. So, it wasn't my mind. This is different. Who are the inventors? And how could Perseus Jackson turn into a wolf?