Percy POV

With a jolt, I woke up, my hand clenching the hilt of my knife that I secretly conceal behind my pillow in case of an emergency, like this. Wide-eyed, I looked around to see if there was anything phenomenal about my surroundings. My clothes were still in their cabinet. My bathroom door was shut. I guess everything was ordinary. Subconsciously, I ran my fingers over my cuts and was most certainly alleviated when I could only feel old cuts from the prior night, not fresh ones. So it WAS a nightmare! I guess my physical body still took it too seriously because my blanket had managed to land on the complete opposite side of my room. Sighing, I heaved myself up into a sitting position. God or not, you still feel pretty unstable when you have my damages. Should I get the blanket? It wasn't a question of could but one of should. It would be possible for me to get the blanket, but I'd probably end up falling asleep the second I reached the blanket. I hadn't had a second of good sleep in the last… week. My mentality is erratic. It wasn't too long after I was sitting down thinking that my blanket came towards me. Oh, I'm sorry, Did I mention that Artemis was here?

I guess not.

Lady Artemis put the blanket right on top of me as if she were tucking me into bed, pretending that she never hated men. , Oh my gods; I feel like I'm going to die of cringe!

"Hypocrite," I muttered under my breath, but audible enough for her to hear. It's difficult to conceal things from gods, regardless of who they are.

"Errr, I beg your pardon!" Artemis replied to me, sounding angry.

I just lost it! She has no right to be angry at me. If, after everything she did to me, I am still sain (barely) and manage to control my temper when Artemis is near me (mostly), what gives her the right to be angry?

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'I BEG YOUR PARDON'" I roared, loud enough to wake the whole hunt. "ARE YOU DEAF! I CALLED YOU A HYPOCRITE! WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO WRITE IT ON A PIECE OF PAPER FOR YOU! OR PERHAPS IT WOULD BE BETTER IF I CARVED IT INTO YOUR SKIN THE SAME WAY YOU DID TO ME!" Weeks of anger came gushing out of me as I screamed at Artemis. I don't CARE if she is a goddess or not! She. Is. Sick!

Somewhere out of my tent, I had voices gathering and saying something. Artemis looked like she was in shock. Ha!

"For millday!" I heard a voice cry from outside my tent. Great! The hunters are trying to attack me, again. I think, as a God, it is my obligation to show them what a true god is capable of doing. That will show them exactly where their position is in this world.

The second my tent was breached by these filthy, corrupted females, time was bent to my will and, in this case, my will was for these females to freeze. So they did. Every one of them turned so still that had me been in Manhattan playing musical stature, we all would've won. Kinda hard not to when you can't even move. As I peered into the hunter's emotions, I got a feeling of fright, terror and anxiety as they pondered about what I had in store for them. They're not gonna like this.

Turns out I just tossed the seniors out. One by one, they all shrieked as I propelled them out of my tent (You can't blame me. There was a security breach!) None of them would have any fatal injuries, but I can tell that all of their backs will be very sore tomorrow. However, I didn't touch the youngsters. By the way, yes, I can tell which hunters are young simply by either looking into their minds or by looking at the way they acted. I had a special treat for them.

All of the youngsters left my tent with blue cookies in their hands. After all, I did say that I would treat them. None of them had taken a big part in my injuries, and it was my job to show them that y, many males can be nice too. Artemis has corrupted enough minds for now.

With that drama over, I turned back to Artemis, ready to continue rambling about how irritating she and most of her hunters are, but I caught a whiff of something in my nose. Delicious, olive pizza.

Any rational part of my mind immediately closed up. I hadn't had any good pizza in a long time. I think it's been a month since I last had pizza. Unfortunately, at the feast, Hestia didn't make any pizza. Now, after seeing my first pizza in ages, I did the only thing logically.

"Artemis, give it to me RIGHT NOW!"

For the first time in ages, she smirked at me. I knew she wasn't going to give it to me that easily.

"What do you think, Thalia?" she asked, still smirking. Oh right. Huntress Thalia was here.

"I don't think he deserves it that easily!" This was full-on TORTURE! I was desperate for pizza now.

"Please give it to me, Artemis! I'll give you anything for the remains of my sanity!" Still smirking, she shook her head.

She said no to me. SHE said NO to ME! Outrageous. The pure outrageousness of this situation even managed to wake up the rational side of me. A plan was forming, stupid me.

Snapping my fingers Thanos style, I froze time yet again. Artemis barely had any time to react. Her expression had been frozen halfway through her fading smile. Now I did say before that it was currently very difficult for me to walk, but the pizza was an exception. It gave me the necessary energy to run, grab my precious and return to my seat while resuming time in my tent.

Artemis pouted, clearly furious that I had thwarted her plan. Meanwhile, I was happily munching on a slice as I sat down on my bed, feeling once again full of energy. The power of pizza! Honestly, the hunters actually CAN make some pretty decent food when they want to.

"You certainly love your pizza" Artemis noted as she sat on the foot of my bed watching me eat. I think we can all agree on that!

It only took me a couple of minutes to finish the pizza. Once it was all in my stomach, I stood up, full of energy.

"I cannot thank you enough, Artemis." I even smiled at huntress Thalia. Yes, I know; she doesn't deserve it but it was a good pizza. Grinning widely, I said to them, "I thank you. Now get out of my room!"

Artemis POV

"WHAT!" I yelled. I just brought him the best olive pizza in the history of olive pizzas and this is what he says to me!

"We just want to talk to you, Percy." Percy was still smiling.

"Okay then! Hello! Bye!" he started giggling like a childish child again. "Good talk!" he said.

This wasn't getting us anywhere. "Percy! Let us in or else we'll do something you won't like." This stopped Percy. Eyeing us carefully, he asked, "And what exactly would that be?"

"Still trying to figure that part out," I mumbled. To my left, Thalia looked as if she was gearing up for a fight. One hand was grasping her knife while the other was reaching for her bow. I had no idea how she would shoot from a bow and simultaneously throw a knife at him, but he was a strong god, meaning that either way it would get us nowhere.

"Please, Perseus," I everything but begged. He just sat there, thinking in his head. It created a nervous silence in the room as both I and Thalia waited to see what he would say. I took this time to admire the god's room. It was the smallest room the hunt had to offer, but Perseus had certainly utilised the space well. One wall was full of sea items. Painted blue, I could feel the beauty and power of the sea just by staring at it. Another wall was full of what seemed to be Perseus's memories. I could see pink scarves, shields and other spoils of wars. There seemed to be paintings too, but they looked ruined. Torn would be a better word. In almost every illustration, a certain individual had been burned out. Embarrassingly, it would've taken me forever to figure out who it was, but I caught curly blond hair in one of the half-burnt pictures. Annabeth.

When Perseus looked up and saw me staring at his memories, he seemed to grow even sadder. His head slumped in despair. "I will let the two of you stay, even if I don't want you to. This is only because of the olive pizza," he told me, and I nodded my head so he knew that I knew… sounds weird.

Percy POV

I'm only letting the two of them stay because of the amazing olive pizza and because I still need to figure out whether or not I DO love Artemis. Well, at least it's a good thing that she can't read emotions. I have tried seeing if Artemis loves me, but all I see is a clouded, entangled vision every time I look into her feelings for me. Pity!

Artemis came back to the foot of my bed, sitting down on it again. I leaned back, propped up on the bed by a couple of rock pillows. Unfortunately, the hunters had seemed to have run out of soft pillows as soon as I got here. How coincidental, eh?

From here, it looked like Artemis was thinking about something and wanted to ask me, but seemed too scared to. The tables were reversed now. Well I suppose one, small question wouldn't hurt, would it?

"What do you want to ask, Artemis?" I asked her in my nicest tone, at least the nicest tone I could have for her.

She seemed surprised that I would talk to her, and I couldn't really blame her. I was too.

"I was wondering why I am not being punished badly?" I raised an eyebrow at this. Never has anyone asked to be punished.

"Do you want to be punished?" I asked her. "Because I can always easily arrange that."

She quickly reacted to this. "No-no-no. I was merely asking you. Just curiosity." It was funny how quick a god uses energy. I was already knackered, yet again. Apollo had only told me the bare basics of being a god, and even then, he wasn't a good teacher. All I could remember is that I need to drink much, much, much more nectar. Coming prepared, I had a glass of nectar on my side table. Reaching out with both hands, I grabbed it and took a sip, the delicious liquid swirling in my mouth. I savoured every moment of it. Once it was finished, I put it back on the side table and spoke to Artemis.

"I'm the only reason that this camp is still on earth, not in Tartarus is because of the choices I have made."

"Why not send us to Tartarus then?" Thalia asked, speaking directly to me for the first time since I had disowned her as my sister (she deserved it, am I right!) Standing up, she walked up until she was right in front of me. Was that perfume I could smell from her?!

It had been a restless sleep for me and, even though it was only 8 PM, I needed to sleep. Gently, I lowered myself until my head was resting on the tough pillow and I was covered by my duvet.

"If I did punish you for your action, which you deserve, how would I be any less monstrous than you hunters, huntress Thalia?" Gosh, I sounded sooo smart! That shut Thalia up too, which is always a plus.

"I think I'm going to sleep now," I mumbled. That was until a surge of pain went through my left arm. Crap. I forgot to apply the cream! Artemis noticed me wince, but she couldn't care less. Probably not even meaning it, she asked me, "are you alright, Percy?"

Ignoring her, I fumbled around for a bit until my fingers closed on a jar of ambrosia. I took it out. As soon I did, a look of recognition flicked on Artemis's face. She's probably seen others do something similar in these scenarios. I expected her to leave the room or something. What I did not expect was for her to say, "I'll do it for you, Persues."

Now, the idea of Artemis running her hands all over me did seem to somehow turn me on, but I had little trust in her these days. "I'll pass. I'm doing it anyways…" I said yawning. I just had to yawn! Thay gave away the fact that I was clinging on to being awake. There weren't any questions. The ambrosia was wretched from my hands by Thalia, who handed it to Artemis. I couldn't even resist. Gosh, being a god is hard. Artemis started massaging the ambrosia into my body, and my gods it felt amazing. Her strong, soft hands on my skin how I wanted… STOP PERSEUS, I told myself, reminding myself about how she hurt me. I can't love a psycho who may kill me at any moment!

For the first time in so long, I was able to fall asleep, relishing the feeling of Artemis' hands.

I woke up after a peaceful, dreamless night of sleep. How did Artemis have that effect on me? It was amazing. I must've slept for a while because the sun was high up. Nevertheless, I was full of energy and feeling great. Artemis certainly helped my arms feel much better. Speaking of which, where was she? She must've left once I fell asleep. Deciding to get up, I started to sit up but was stopped by something that was on my chest. How did I not realize before? Looking down, I saw a sight of horror.

Lady Artemis's auburn hair was sprawled all over my chest as Artemis herself was sleeping IN the same bed as ME, resting her head on my chest.

If she woke up and realised...

I made this one much quicker for you guys! Hope you enjoy it!