Percy sat in the camp armory, polishing the weapons. It seemed to be the only time of day he could be alone to think. Of course, even that was ruined when the armory doors opened and in walked the young Hunter, Nira Cole. Nira stopped dead when she saw Percy. Percy greeted her.
"Hello," Percy said, trying not to sound as aggravated as he really was, "your name is Nira, right?" Of course, what she heard was,
"Nira, my darling, it's so wonderful to see you again."
A blush appeared on Nira's face as she let out a soft squeak and rushed behind a rack of weapons, allowing Percy to see her haul. She had all of the Hunters weapons. Percy almost jumped when he saw Thalia's spear be pulled from the pile.
"Hey," Percy called, "be careful with that spear. It's electrically," the room lit up for a moment as Nira was shocked, "charged."
"Stupid, stupid, stupid," Nira exclaimed, banging on the rack she was sitting against, "Thalia told me to wear rubber gloves while polishing her weapons, and I didn't. I'm so stupid."
"You're not stupid," Percy told her, "you just made a mistake, everyone does it."
"Hunters aren't supposed to make mistakes,"
"Really? Thalia's made plenty of mistakes, so has Artemis. Believe me, I should know."
Nira slid a shield out of the rack so she could see Percy.
"They have?" She asked.
"Yeah. You should have seen this one time-"
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Artemis was in the middle of giving Selene a Hunters Braid when she got a chill.
"What's wrong mommy," Selene asked, sensing the change in her mothers mood.
"I think your father is telling embarrassing stories about me," Artemis stated in an irritated tone, "for his sake, he better not tell that story."
"What story?"
"One that isn't for your ears."
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Khel was curled up on Percy's bed, holding her egg close, while Allianna inspected the objects hanging n the cabin wall.
"Are you sure you're ready to be a mother?" Allianna asked.
"What? You don't think I'm mature enough?" Khel shot at her.
"It's not a question of maturity, merely a question of whether or not you're ready for the responsibility. After all, raising a child is one of the biggest responsibilities, and one of the hardest tasks, to ever exist. Are sure you're ready for that?"
Khel wasn't able to answer as Anita came in the door. She looked see on her feet and completely parched. She was holding what looked like a pink quilt.
"The whole camp heard that you laid an egg," she groaned, her voice somewhat gravelly, "some girls in the Aphrodite cabin made this."
She tossed the quilt onto the floor.
"I refuse to accept anything from anyone related to that witch," Khel exclaimed.
"Are you OK?" Allianna asked Anita.
"Need... blood. Where's my brother?"
"Polishing weapons in the armory."
"I'll be right back," Anita slowly turned and exited the cabin.
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"Can you believe it?" Percy said through his laughs, "the great Thalia Grace, slayer of countless monsters, beaten by a simple statue."
Nira and Percy laughed for a few minutes before the doors to the armory creaked open, revealing Anita in the entrance.
"Hey sis," Percy called, "what's up?"
Anita said nothing as she chooses the armory. She dropped to her knees next to Percy and grabbed his arm. She held his arm in front of her and eyed it. Percy saw the red in her eyes overtake the green as she bared her fangs and sunk them into his arm.
"Gah," he exclaimed, "a little warning next time." The room started to spin for him as he slowly lost blood, "Woah, this feels weird."
Anita let go of Percy when she was satisfied. Nira watched as she started to leave.
"Thanks little brother," Anita said in a chipper tone, making Nira look back to Percy.
"Has this place always been a Tilt-a-whirl?" He asked in a daze, leaning his head back against the wall.
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That evening, Artemis saw Nira walking across the courtyard with an unconscious Percy on her back. His feet were dragging through the grass and his left arm was completely limp, blood dripping from his fingers. Artemis rolled her eyes and walked over to Nira.
"I'll take it from here," Artemis told the young recruit, as she lifted Percy off her back.
"Did you know that he has a vampire sister?" Nira asked.
"So you met Anita? I figured as much. You should go eat with the rest of the Hunters, I'll take him somewhere he can rest." Artemis seemed to sense the recruit's feelings, "Don't worry, he'll be fine"
Artemis walked towards the cabins. Percy let out a groan every now and then. Whether it from the pain or the blood-loss induced exhaustion, Artemis didn't know and showed no signs of caring.
Well this was a fun one to write. I'm still open to ideas on possible harem additions. One rule though, no Heroes of Olympus characters. This is strictly Percy Jackson characters and OC's.