I cant write pre written characters for my life. Its not good and the only person I can write is Rogue. So as this isnt centered around him the characters come off as a little dry. I apologize but this chapter is nessesary and jam packed with Odyssey throwbacks. (I dont like the game but it links in well with PJ)

Chyllen: Having perfect memory would literally make him a child genius, imagine learning at a rate of a computer. You see it once and you've got it forever, so hopefully that explains the rationalisation of this story but there was some dry humor thers as well.

Matt (guest): Yeah I loved Neville too but it was kinda needed, I do love an arrogant prick being fucked up though.

SkylerHollow: (Shout out to this guy, my best reviewer) Yeah I mean honestly considering spells as a whole weapons would be pretty affective against wands. And Rogue and the Gods are going to have a complex relationship ...

jocoleman2017: This is your chappie mate.

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America was shit. That was the simplified and parent friendly way of expressing in the written form of how a certain golden eagle was feeling at the minute. The place was freezing, there was no one interesting to kill, chock full of what by this point seemed like hundreds of Templars and snatching up those delectable little dog rat things was not even allowed! (Not that he hadn't done just that)

And to top it all of he was currently having to fly through a thick hazy snowstorm that reminded him far too much of Fuji, too much. But ever since they had left Japan years ago Rogue had ventured into more than one sand/snow storm and even considered himself at home in them, it was admittedly quite fun to fly in them but still it made him ache.

Anyway time to focus on the task at wing.

Percy's arms felt like lead, every swing and parry felt like he was a steel drum that was being beaten the shit out of. Thorn had not slowed down in the slightest though and a manticore was no easy task to defeat. They had known it was a dangerous task bringing in two supposedly powerful demigods but a manticore? That was virtually unheard of even in the demigod world which was admittedly quite small with everyone dying at eighteen or nineteen.

Thalia was holding her own as usual with her scary ass shield and her buzzing spear whilst Annabeth was nowhere to be seen which was a good thing in Percy's books. Thorn winced and let out a fearsome roar as Thalia got a lucky jab into his abdomen as he was busy parrying a slash from Percy aimed at the massive stinger of his. Unluckily for the demigods this small victory made them both hesitate to see the damage done which gave Thorn a chance to smack Thalia in the chest and swing his massive dripping barbed tail directly at Percy's exposed chest.

Time slowed down as Annabeth became visible behind Thorn as her cap was blown off of her head as she looked towards Percy, her face was of shocked fear that had decimated her usual determined battle frown.

The daughter of Zeus turned towards him lifting her face from the snow, eyes wide at her cousin's impending fate.

Percy himself could feel the spittle from Thorns mouth and smell the sulphuric reek of his stinger strongly in his nostrils. That was the only thing he focused on in fact, the smell of rotten eggs and death which would soon come from the shadows to greet him.

The barb was centimeters from his chest when a ball of golden fury hurtled info the manticore's face. Whatever the ball was had very sharp claws Percy thought idly as the dripping death stick whipped away from him in a vain attempt to strike the third party asskicker. The creature had raked a massive cut across the monster's face and had managed to shred one of his eyes. Thorn roared again and this time it held none of that lovely monster personality, it was raw untamed animalistic rage that it held.

Barbs flew from every inch of the enraged creature, all directed of what Percy could barley make out to be a Golden eagle if his Zeus factfile was up to date. The eagle weaved between the barbs screeching what all the demigods could only guess were sarcastic comments and insults, not even a scratch was created by the barbs but they still kept coming. Again and again the bird weaved professionally through the danger before striking Thorn over and over again with sharp blade like claws.

In his anger the manticore took no notice when an impossibly loud hunting horn came from the forest. He was simply focused on his target which was now causing him to turn and face the sea away from the demigods. Thalia at the horn had cursed loudly and steadied herself from the entrance of the surprise arrival. Soon her hand has on Percy's arm as she moved away with him in tow.

Annabeth had unsurprisingly took the tactical advantage of the distraction and was now striking at Thorn's legs darting to and fro with agility Percy was surprised by. She had however forgot that her invisibility cap had been whisked into the dark abyss that was the sea and that was her undoing.

As the horn silenced beams of moonlight started to shoot from the forest, the demigods and monster had not really been paying attention so when a moon beam hit Thorn in the chest everyone whipped towards the source. More and more moon beams shot from the forest completely out of the shadows turning Thorn into a pincushion, as they hit him it soon became evident that they were less moon beams and more silver arrows that hit against and again.

Forgetting his obsession with the eagle Thorn's intelligence once again rose to the forefront of his mind. Cursing himself for his inner and slightly outer beast from getting out of it's securely locked down area in his mind he addressed the arrows and the woods. "The time is soon WE SHALL MEET AGAIN ARTEMIS!" He bellowed into the woods where war cries and the howl of wolves were building.

Turning fast towards the ocean his arm shot out at the visible Annabeth. She screamed in shock at the motion and soon she was pulled over by the manticore. Percy let out a cry and raced towards the cliff face with Thalia just behind him, looking out over the sea, his father's domain Percy had never felt so helpless.

His sea green eyes searched frantically for any sign of life, he was so consumed in his search he almost didn't notice the huge bird of prey land on his shoulder. When he did his mind clicked into an idea, he opened his mouth to ask the majestic creature to look for Annabeth but as sea green met pure gold the eagle shook its head and called woefully into the storm. Annabeth was gone.

High in the treeline a figure clad in white and red watched with a single green eye the group of immortals move towards the desperate half bloods. Whilst being slightly proud that even Artemis hadn't noticed he was there he was extremely pissed. The fucking girl got taken and whilst him stepping in would probably result in a dead manticore and having to deal with immortals he needed to question the bastard and demigods weren't very good at that more delicate line of work.

He would let Mas go back to half blood hill and hopefully they could find out why the mythological monster community was in such uproar and moving around like a bunch of headless migrating geese. But damn this was fucked up. And he now had to deal with Greeks and immortals. Fucking immortals. He took a swig of a bottle of rum at his side.

"Shit"

"That's not good enough!" Percy had enough, since the hunter twats showed up he had been exiled alongside Grover and Nico de Angelo now this Nightshade woman was telling him that no one could go after Annabeth.

"Calm down boy." Nightshade spat out angrily, "being a son of Poseidon and having that eagle on your shoulder doesn't make you better than any other male!" The word male was dripping with venom as though there was no higher insult.

"He's more tolerable than you," Thalia ground out ignoring the huge wolves that had stood at Percy's raised voice and her own sparking fingers, "Shut up for two minutes I've got a headache already you bitc-."

"Enough." The wolves sat instantly and the hunters bowed their heads towards the voice. The speaker to Percy looked like a young girl but her entire stance and look just screamed immortal.

"Artemis." Nightshade greeted, her head bowed lower than some of the other hunters.

Usually danger lead to not being courteous to god's especially Olympians so Thalia managed a bow and a "Lady Artemis" which Percy parroted with a slightly stiffer bow due to Annabeth just being kidnapped by a man eating monster. Artemis nodded formally towards Percy and looked at Thalia for a bit longer than she had graced Percy with eye contact. The longest look however was reserved for the eagle which stared back impassively until Artemis broke it off and gestured to Percy, Thalia and Nightshade to follow her. Her minute form lead them to her large tent which was lined with enough animal pelts to kill a PETA worker from a heart attack.

She took a seat by the fire and after taking prompts from Nightshade the demigods followed suit.

"Your brave maiden friend is gone son of Poseidon and daughter of Zeus," she told them plainly, inciting a cringe from Percy "She is gone and will not find her way back by any stretch of the imagination," another cringe 'however the manticore's words trouble me ... I believe there are monsters stirring across the west and I intend to find out the cause on a hunt without my faithful hunters. These words of a near meeting are too dangerous to let hang."

"But Lady Artemis!" Nightshade exclaimed loudly in surprise and indignation.

"Hush child." Artemis soothed, for the first time her face breaking into some type of smile. "This private hunt has been on the horizon for some time now and I will leave tomorrow at dawn but what has not been foreseen is this eagle coming to your aid."

It was clearly a question to the demigods who had been strangely quiet and subdued due to the familiar presence between the god and the hunter. Percy answered despite still bubbling from the dismissal of Annabeth's unknown condition.

"He saved my life," Percy said softly his mind recognising the true extent of the Eagle's aid for the first time since the adrenaline had died. "I'm not sure why but he literally swooped in and saved me."

Artemis nodded slowly.

"He's not quite like any eagle I've seen or recognise properly." Thalia added with a hint of confusion, "As daughter of Zeus I can sort of talk to them through emotional links but there's not any to open up to with him?"

This was a question directed at Artemis this time who hopefully as a fellow daughter of Zeus would understand where she was coming from, Percy had just stared at her dumbly as though surprised that she could do what he could to horses to a lesser extent with eagles. She rolled her eyes at her cousin mentally.

Artemis nodded and turned to her lieutenant, "Bring in Phoebe please Zoe." The huntress rose fluidly and moved towards the exit. As she disappeared out of the tent a few seconds of awkward silence descended over the group, Artemis stared impassively at the two ADHD demigods as they twitched and fiddled with their hands as their downcast eyes stared into the fire between them and the goddess.

Mas was getting bored quickly on this human's shoulder and wanted to fly already, he was dreaming of small family pets and flying above tree tops whilst looking about as relaxed as an eagle could.

Soon all attention was focused on a petite girl of evidently Greek descent who had her hair tied back in a braid that reached her shoulders. After curtseying to 'milady' she turned all her attention to the massive eagle and her eyes widened in slight surprise. Mas instantly noticed but purposefully slowly turned towards her not wanting to appear interested in the newcomer that looked at him though knowing eyes.

"Do you see the link Phoebe from many moons ago?" The young goddess asked gently to her other hunter.

"Ikaros..." the girl muttered absently, Mas in his surprise at the mention of another of his species and most likely ancestor tightened his grip on Poseidon's kid's arm causing him to wince noticeably. Everyone saw this and connected the dots that he recognised the name, of course they did. Cause easy and Assassins' Creed never did go in the same sentence did they.

Deciding to not mention the golden eagle's reaction the still confused Phoebe spoke again, "But they went extinct centuries ago? It's not possible?"

"Those who bore these hunters defied possible Phoebe as I'm sure you know, however those bearers are long gone. And so is what they stood for, I suspect for freedom has to be sought out nowadays." As Artemis said it she sound almost pained, she was the goddess of freedom after all.

Phoebe nodded sadly although the demigods could not figure out the reason and were frankly very confused at the whole conversation. Neither felt quite like asking but both were very curious.

"Do we know what his name is?" Percy questioned ruining the moment entirely, Phoebe looked annoyed at Percy but refrained from saying anything due to Artemis' calm presence.

"I do not know boy but I assure you that if he want you to know he will tell you." That same presence answered indifferently to the male in her direct vicinity, all eyes then turned to Mas who barked aggressively and looked away from prying eyes. "Strange behaviour for an eagle," Artemis continued evenly, "usually they favour children of Zeus but apparently not in this case."

Phoebe did not say it but she was reminded of the personable eagle she had know years ago, every demigod and hunter has always wanted an eagle but few if any gain such a companion. It was said it took a certain mind-set to bond with an eagle as a partner but it has never been never looked into. Though it was highly suspected to be due to the freedom of a soul and the wishes of the eagle itself. Even children of Zeus had a hard time

"I leave tomorrow at daybreak for my hunt, I shall arrange transport for the demigods and all of you. And Zoe, do try to talk to that young Di Angelo girl."

Everyone nodded and rose silently, the Hunter's deep in thought, the demigods completely lost and a slightly annoyed lion of the sky. The only thing that hadn't changed through the meeting was the aggressive atmosphere between the Zoe girl and Thalia.

Percy didn't sleep that night, whether it was being surrounded by men hating women or his best friend being missing and probably dead. Either way it sucked shit. He missed Annabeth more than he was willing to admit, recently his mind had been conflicted about just what she was to him but he might never have the chance to find out.

As Percy Jackson eased into restless slumber, he didn't know what would happen to Annabeth but he did know he would do his try his damnedest to find her. Between the furs of numerous legendary beasts Percy Jackson dipped into unconscious.

Nico was trembling, not with fear or rage mind you. No. Trembling with excitement; gods, monsters, demigods everything he had ever dreamed of was real. And he was in the middle of it all, stuck between an epic clash of good and evil – heros and monsters. It was amazing. His mind couldn't really contemplate the change but the basis of his life -Bianca- remained the same so to him nothing else mattered. Nico Di Angelo barely even registered dropping off into a peaceful sleep.

Meters away Thalia stayed awake. Her blue eyes bore into the tent above her, thinking just thinking. Her little sister was gone and there was nothing she could do, hell it was that eagle that had dropped Percy from being killed as well. The fates clearly just loved messing with demigods. It took her hours but she too drifted into an uneasy sleep.

Hunters rose unnaturally early in Percy's expert sleeping opinion. At dawn the camp was bustling and Percy was woken by the tent collapsing in on him as they packed up camp. They probably did it on purpose he thought as the men hating women moved around Artemis.

He was still wiping the goo from his eyes when a huge bang echoed though the clearing shockingly him into attention. A literally blinding sports car smashed into the ground and a tall surfer type for out and literally beamed at the younger smaller Artemis.

"ARTY!" He cried loudly, just by the look on Artemis' face Percy was surprised that this clearly immortal (they had a certain 'thrumm' about them) man wasn't vaporised or got a one way ticket to Tartarus. "Do not call me that brother or we will have ... Issues." 'Arty ' whispered dangerously.

The car, brother, 'Arty'. Oh shit, Percy thought, that must be Apollo.

As though reading his mind Apollo turned to him, "You must be old Crabbies kid Jackson." Percy didn't get to respond cause the god then turned to Thalia, "And you must be my little sis, Thals yeah?" He didn't stop beaming for a second and Percy felt himself relax against his will. And to his surprise instead of looking at the god with rage as she usually would at being called Thals Thalia had a very subtle blush creeping up her face, weird.

Percy was too busy staring obnoxiously at Thalia to really acknowledge that Apollo greeted the eagle on Percy's own shoulder and was greeted with a sharp trill that could be taken as angry, welcoming, cautious or excited. And he didn't notice sports car merging into a double decker London bus, inevitably his thoughts then turned to Annabeth as he thought about Thalia. This kept him in quiet contemplation (not something usual but it was just something about this guy's aura.) Until a scream came from the driver's seat of the bus.

His refocusing eyes were immediately drawn to Thalia who was busy desperately trying to pull the bus out if it's downward spiral. Her hands were clenched so tightly around the wheel her fingers were white and sparks randomly flew off her.

One hit Apollo (who was looking increasingly worried behind his forced smile.) and another hit the saviour eagle from yesterday who was looking incredibly bored somehow. Which pulled a stark contrast to the Hunters who looked like they were barely restraining themselves throwing up. (Much to Percy's glee, after all they had been pretty damn cold towards him.)

As they neared the ground Apollo had to wrestle the wheel from Thalia and steer them towards long Island. The breaths everyone was holding in didn't release until their feet were met by solid ground.

A bit embarrassed for himself and Thalia, Apollo waved the 'kids' goodbye and slammed the pedal to the metal of his now sports car-chariot of the sun and all things light. He didn't even warn the demigods and Hunters before his car burst into light and literally exploded from the clearing and over snow covered trees, melting it instantly.

For a few seconds no one could formulate a response to the sudden disappearance of Apollo (with only minor flirting) and the daughter of Zeus disliking heights of all things, so instead chose to stare incredulously until Thalia looked up at them. Blue eyes met everyone else's and suddenly the floor became more interesting than the woman, possibly due to the sparking of said daughter's fingertips.

Percy was shocked himself, a daughter of Zeus afraid of flying? Jesus what a crazy world. And if manticores stealing demigods became the norm a daughter of Zeus not liking heights would STILL be weird, it would be like him being afraid of the sea. Percy thought, just the concept boggled him although it didn't take much to confuse him anyway.

The thought of the twisted manticore made him away where he stood, and the hunters and demigods faded away around him. What would a beast like that do to Annabeth? Who would he take her to?

His blood ran cold as he unconsciously answered his own question.

Luke

There its not amazing but once i add Rogue in im actually really excited and proud of my plot in the future.

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