AN: Hey guys, I hope you are well. This chapter, you will see what happened to Apollo and Perseus, and the meeting with Athena will happen. I just want to say sorry to all Perthena fans, this will not be Perthena, they will just be friends. Anyways, thanks so much, and please enjoy!

Recap:

Zeus slammed his bolt down. "Enough! Now, son, how did you kill the demigod? Also, how are you so injured?"

Apollo kept his gaze down. "He...he defeated me. I had to take my divine form to kill him or else he would kill me."

The room fell silent. "Coward," Athena hissed at her half-brother before flashing away.

Everyone looked at each other in shock. "Jeez, what's wrong with her?" Hermes asked.

"She was fond of Perseus. He was key to the Greek victory. Not only was he skilled, but he was wise and intelligent too. He was also kind, and defended those who couldn't defend themselves. The world has lost a great man, perhaps one of the greatest. Congratulations Apollo," Hera said bitterly before she too flashed out.

Present:

Artemis flashed to her hunter's camp to inform them of the events of the Trojan War. Once they were gathered, she told her hunters the story of the Greeks entering the city and what conspired in the throne room. When she finished, she was concerned, as she saw one of her favourite hunters tearing up.

"Zoë, come here," she commanded. "The rest of you go to bed."

Once the hunters went to their tents, Artemis stood in front of Zoë. "Why are you weeping for the fall of Troy?"

"I'm not milady," Zoë said shakily. "I'm upset that the hero Perseus died."

Artemis looked at her curiously. "Why? Because her mother brought you here?"

Zoë looked down. "I'm sorry milady," she started. "I didn't tell you the whole story. Thetis told me not to, as she feared it would affect her son."

Artemis looked at the huntress confused, and gestured for her to continue.

"Thetis didn't find me, I was banished from my home. When I was banished, I searched for a city where I could find refuge, and found myself on a Greek ship. What I didn't realize was that it was off to war. When the ship landed, I snuck out, but was caught by Agamemnon's men, and he claimed me as a war prize," she explained as her mistress' face morphed into an angered expression.

"As they were dragging me back into camp, Perseus saw them and saved me. He claimed I already belonged to him and took me back to his tent. When he did, instead of hurting me, he comforted and cared for me. When Agamemnon sent a demigod to reclaim me, a son of Zeus, Perseus killed him to protect me. He hid me in his tent and even posted guards outside when he was away. However, he felt like it wasn't safe for me, and he arranged his mother to bring me here. He said it would be safe for me here, and it was a place I could get my immortality back," Zoë said with a sad expression visible.

The huntress looked at her mistress, who wore a shocked expression. After a few moments, she spoke. "It seems he was a rare man. He saved the Troy royal family before he challenged my brother."

Zoë looked at the goddess and sadly nodded, tears falling from her eyes. She knew he would do something like that, considering his kind nature.

Artemis looked into Zoë's eyes again. "You loved him, didn't you?"

Zoë paled, but had no choice but to reveal her feelings for the demigod. She couldn't deny them, so she nodded her head. "I think he had feelings for me too, but I'm not sure if he loved me."

"But, you are a maiden?" Artemis asked curiously.

"Yes," Zoë said, her face starting to redden. "I offered myself to him, but he refused. At first, I thought it was because he didn't want me, but now I see he refused because he cared for me. He knew I couldn't join if I wasn't a maiden."

Artemis' eyes widened. "But, why did you join the hunt? Do you not hate men?"

Zoë scowled. "I hate men, but Perseus is an exception. He was kind, gentle, and caring. He wasn't like the rest, like that vile son of Zeus," she spat, saying 'Zeus' as if it was poisonous.

Artemis stepped forward and gave Zoë a hug, surprising the huntress. She quickly recovered and returned the embrace, tears falling from her face. "I'm sorry you lost Perseus, he was a rare man," Artemis whispered.

Zoë just hugged her tighter. Her only relief was that Perseus would be seeing his brother in the Underworld, and was happy about this. She knew his brother meant more than everything to him, and she assumed he wasn't afraid of dying, as he would see his brother again.

Artemis released her huntress and looked her dead in the eyes. "Perseus will find his peace, wherever his goes, and you will find yours with your new family."

Zoë smiled despite her current sadness. Even though Perseus couldn't be there for her, he had brought her to her new family, and she would be forever grateful.

LINE BREAK (Centuries Later)

A cloaked woman walked into the Parthenon in Athens. These were dark times in Athens, but it was the same anywhere else in Greece. A new empire had risen in the west, and it was surpassing Greece in every way, including power and greatness. Even the gods, including the Olympians, had conformed to the new empire, adopting new names and personalities as they were worshipped in the new empire.

Soon, the empire of the west would close in, and Greece would be gone once and for all.

The woman walked alone, the Parthenon empty, and made her way to the Athena Parthenos. The woman looked up at the statue of the goddess almost longingly.

The woman couldn't break herself away from the Greek symbol of power and strength. She wasn't sure how long she had stayed, and was brought out of her thoughts when a figure to her left cleared their throat, causing the woman to jump.

The woman snapped her head around and saw another cloaked figure leaning against one of the pillars near the statue. "Getting one last look before the city falls?" the cloaked man asked.

The woman bristled at the man's words, but kept her expression stoic and emotionless. "There is still hope, Greece has always rallied, and it will rally again," she said calmly.

The cloaked figure shook his head. "Not this time. As sad as it is, this will be her end," he said sadly.

Despite how much she despised his words, she saw the wisdom of them. She decided to ignore the figure who had interrupted her and began to gaze at the statue once more. There was a few minutes of silence before the man spoke again. "Beautiful, isn't she?" The man asked, gesturing to the statue.

"Indeed," the woman mused, giving a tight lipped smile before the man started chuckling. Her blood boiled, but controlled herself again, deciding to ignore the man completely before she did something rash.

"You know, I met her once," he said casually. "She made me understand I must let things go to get past them."

The woman froze. The words he spoke were familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place them. "Why are you not fighting for Greece?"

The man chuckled. "I am quite old. Long gone are my days of fighting for Greece's honor," he said, making his way next to the woman, his face still hidden. "But she is beautiful, only a blind person would deny it."

The woman smiled. "Yes she is."

The man chuckled again. "I never thought Athena would be one of the vain ones," he said, shaking his head in amusement.

The woman removed her hood, looking straight into where the eyes would be the hooded man. "Who are you?"

The man smiled. "I'm just a soldier who died a long time ago. A soldier who died seeking vengeance against gods who couldn't stop themselves from interfering in mortal affairs."

The woman gasped as she took a step back. "Perseus?"

Perseus smiled as he removed his hood slowly. "I'm surprised you remember a lowly demigod, Athena. I was just a soldier, nothing special."

"Impossible," Athena stated. "Apollo killed you in the sack of Troy!"

Perseus smirked. "Did he now? Did he look like the victor? Did anyone see me die, or did you just assume that no mortal could defeat a god?"

Athena's jaw dropped. "But, you should have died of old age. Are...are you immortal?"

Perseus smirked. "Maybe. I doubt I'll see you again for a while. But I just wanted to thank you for your help all those years ago. I must go, as your father will want to kill me if he finds out I'm alive."

As he was about to disappear, Athena called out for the demigod. "Wait! Don't go, I'll keep your secret. I won't tell anyone you're alive or immortal," she said hopefully.

Perseus faced the goddess. "Why would you do this?"

Athena frowned. "The gods are different now, always in their Roman aspects. The Romans turned me into a minor goddess of crafts and weaving. I hate it. Nobody respects me, not even my father."

Perseus scowled. "I'm sorry about your father, I heard about it, and I'm sorry. You were one of my favourite Olympians because you were strong, but just."

Athena smiled at the demigod before turning serious. "Please stay, I'll keep your secret, I swear. Just tell me how you are alive."

Perseus looked at the goddess apologetically. "I'm sorry Athena, but I must go. I'll tell you how I'm still alive if you keep my secret."

Athena nodded eagerly as she summoned two chairs. "I swear it on the Styx."

Thunder rumbled overhead as Perseus began his story.

Flashback

Perseus pulled out his brother's sword. "Goodbye, Prince Paris. See you never." Paris protested for a few seconds before Perseus decapitated the Prince, causing his head to fall into the brazier. "Face me, Apollo, or I will kill every man in this city!"

Before he could leave the temple, a golden light appeared in the room, and Apollo stood there in full golden battle armor, his face stricken at the sight of Paris' body. He shooed the priests out of the temple before facing the prince.

Perseus gave the god an evil smile. "Come, little godling. You killed my brother, are you prepared to finish the family?"

"You dare!" Apollo growled.

"I dare, Phoebus Apollo," Perseus said with a look of hatred on his face. "You killed my brother with stupid interference. I don't care if I die, I will have my revenge."

Perseus looked to the brazier, and saw Paris' head. "Is that what you want? A sacrifice? Fine. I sacrifice Prince Paris of Troy, slayer of Achilles and bringer of the Trojan War to Phoebus Apollo!"

Apollo snarled as he sent two arrows into Perseus' exposed chest, but watched as they broke on contact. Apollo's eyes widened before he fired another arrow into Perseus' left heel, who watched as the arrow broke against his skin. Perseus started to laugh at the god's shocked expression.

"You think my mother was that foolish?" Perseus asked. "You want to find my mortal point? You'll have to do it up close and personal." Perseus quickly unsheathed his sword and lunged at the god, whose bow vanished and a sword appeared at the last second, blocking the demigod's strike.

Perseus attacked with a flurry of strikes, keeping Apollo on the defensive, whose godly speed was barely enough to make up for his terrible swordsmanship.

Apollo jumped aside, and knocked Perseus towards a brazier, who picked up some of the burning coals and launched them into the god's eyes, making him move erratically to stop his skin from burning.

Perseus went back on the offensive, dropping low and sweeping the god's legs from underneath him. While the god was on the floor, Perseus took his sword and stabbed it into the god's shoulder, making him cry out in pain.

Apollo then blasted the demigod with godly energy, causing him to fly across the room. As Apollo got up to this feet, he was shocked to see that Perseus had already gotten to his feet.

Apollo's body began to grow brightly as he turned into his godly form. When he stopped glowing, Perseus slammed the god into the wall, and drove his sword into the god's stomach.

Apollo's eyes betrayed his shock to the demigod as he took the blade out of the god's stomach and the god fell to the floor. "Now you will pay for what you've taken from me," Perseus said as he raised his fist.

Perseus pummeled the god, over and over again. He beat the living hell out of Apollo, screaming the whole time. "You killed my brother! You killed my brother!"

Apollo tried to defend himself, but couldn't get his hands up in time to stop the demigod. He was defenseless. Instead, he decided to provoke him. "That's right, I killed him. I killed Achilles!"

"AHHHH!" Perseus screamed as he punched Apollo over and over again. Suddenly, his fist was raised over Apollo, who was barely strong enough to stand, and dropped his fist, and Apollo fell to the floor, down on a knee.

Perseus looked at the god. "I'm sorry," he said quietly.

Apollo's eyes widened. "Why? Why are you apologizing?"

Perseus looked at the god, his sword sheathed and his shield on the ground. "I challenged you in your own temple for revenge for my brother, but due to my rage, mostly at Brisēís, I didn't think clearly. I understand why you killed my brother, or, manipulated Paris to do it," he said softly.

Apollo's eyes nearly came out of their sockets. "But.." he started.

Perseus looked at the god. "No. I was mistaken, and I can't say you killed Achilles for a good reason, as you did interfere, but one of us were going to die anyways. You are the god of prophecies, so you must know, but we knew as well. Our mother told us Troy wouldn't fall without us, but told us one of us were going to die in the process," he said, tears forming in his eyes. "I'm so sorry, Lord Apollo."

Apollo struggled to his feet, and tried to take the demigod unaware, but Perseus brought his sword to the god's throat. "I don't want to do this, or threaten you, but I have to."

Apollo's eyes widened. "What do you want?" he asked the demigod.

"Freedom," Perseus said simply. "I need freedom from the gods. I don't want them to control my life. I want to live and die, maybe even fall in love, who knows."

"What if I refuse?" Apollo asked.

Perseus sighed. "Well, I would go after every one who worships you after I kill you here and send you to Tartarus. I will make sure no one worships you. You know I can do that, but I really don't want to. I don't want to be mad at you. I haven't forgotten about my brother, but I have forgiven."

Apollo looked disbelievingly at the demigod. "You...you would want to be 'friends' with me after I killed your brother. Also, when you say every one who worships me, what about my kids?"

Perseus shook his head. "I don't want to be friends yet. After a while maybe, as you killed my brother, and I haven't forgotten, but we can become friends. Also, no, I would never kill innocents. I'm sorry about those priests I killed early in the sack of Troy. They didn't deserve to die, and I didn't want to kill the priests in your temple, and I'm happy I didn't."

Apollo looked at the demigod, and sighed. "Alright, I swear on the Styx to your terms." Thunder boomed as the oath was sealed. Apollo stood up and Perseus bowed to the god. "What will I say to the council?" Apollo asked the demigod.

Perseus sighed. "Say you had to take your divine form to kill me." Apollo nodded.

As Apollo turned around, the demigod spoke again. "Lord Apollo?" the god turned around and faced the demigod. "Thank you. I will not forget this. I owe you. In the future, I will try to save your children and protect them the best I can. You know how to contact me. Also, I'm sorry about your temple." Perseus stomped his foot on the ground, creating a mini earthquake, causing Apollo to fall to his knees, aggravating his injuries slightly. When he looked back, the demigod was god. He cursed under his breath and flashed to Mount Olympus.

Present

Athena was staring at Perseus with wide eyes. "Perseus, you defeated an Olympian!"

Perseus smiled. "Yep. However, no enemy is unbeatable, no matter their power level."

Athena looked at the demigod. "I have so many questions!"

Perseus chuckled. "I have many answers, but you won't get them today."

Athena tried to protest, but Perseus smiled and cut her off. "Goodbye Athena. It was good to see you, and I'll see you in the future."

With that, the demigod evaporated into mist, leaving Athena with more questions about something than ever in her immortal life.

AN: Hey guys, I hope you are well. Another chapter in the books. I hope you enjoyed it, I had fun writing it. Anyways, please let me know your thoughts on Apollo and Perseus, did you guys expect that? Please let me know how you feel around the whole OC protegé. I'm really feeling it, but if you guys really don't want it, then I'll try to change it. Lastly, thanks so much, and please review!

AN 2: Hey guys, sorry for another AN in this chapter, but I'm having problems seeing my reviews, as I am missing 6 of the 99 reviews on my story. Do you guys know what's up? If you do, please PM me. Thanks!