Percy POV

Okay, count to ten Perseus. Just like Yankee Academy, whenever I got angry; They told me to count to ten to try and calm myself down. I don't think I made it to 3. Perhaps I do love Artemis, but I will not accept her sleeping in the same bed as me. Who knows what she could've done while I was sleeping. While I strongly doubt that she had… done it with me, there are many other things that she might've done to me as I was sleeping. For example, perhaps she could've put a spell on me to reduce my body's natural healing speed, or worse, stopped it completely. Nothing gives her the right to be in the same bed as me when less than a week ago she had tried to kill me, on purely false accusations. 3 seconds in and all the rage inside of me just burst open. It's like those times when, no matter what, you have to be angry at something.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING ARTEMIS!" I yelled out, jumping out of bed immediately. Suddenly, I felt disgusted that I had spent a whole night next to her. I don't like her. Perhaps I had last night, but now I despited her, now. Molten anger was rolling through me. Immediately, she got up, out of bed, looking groggy. Her hair was a mess and she was rubbing her eyes. I have no idea when she went to sleep or how long she had been putting spells on me. To be honest, I didn't even care. The main point was that she was in the same bed as me. Without any permission from me. Maybe she was feeling all lonely. Don't care.

"Huh?" Arrtemis asked me, yawning. Huh. Huh. I demand an explanation, and the best she can come up with is HUH! I've had enough. She didn't even see it. To her, one second I am on the other side of the room, the next, I was right in front of her, hand clenching her throat. When I want answers, I will always make sure that I get them.

As calmly as I could, which probably wasn't really that calm, I snarled at Artemis, "Listen, and listen carefully moon-face. I woke up today to see your manky face in front of me. Not a very pretty scene. Now, how did you get into MY BED!" I just had to yell at the last 2 words, for the affect, so that she would know that I meant business. She seemed frightened of me, but continued to remain mute. If only I knew where the remote was… no matter. There are other methods of finding information out. The hand of mine that was currently wrapped around Artemis's neck squeezed tighter. I wonder how long a god can hold their breath? Let's see then, shall we?

1 minute, 2 minutes, on the third minute, I was worried that she would just remain silent. I needed answers. Never fear. This is my expertise. When her face was turning purple, I removed my hand from her. She fell to the floor, gasping or air. At least she was, until my hand made contact with her nose. There was a painful crack, as I'm pretty sure, I dented her skull. Oops. In my defense, she started it.

"Tell me NOW!" I screamed into her ear, and she shuddered. Silence. "I swear I will make you visit Kronos in Tartarus if you don't tell me this second." Another hit into her stomach, this time, she screamed, but if she expected me to stop, then she was deeply mistaken. I was far past pity now. I raised my fist again, but before it made any contact, Artemis finally spoke.

"I'll tell you everything, just stop, please!" she half sobbed half screamed, coughing out blood.

If there is anyone who calls me cruel for doing this, then just picture this all from my point of view. Only a week ago, this psychopath had attempted to assasinate me, on FALSE accusations from some stupid person who hated me. After that, it took me ages to recover. My body was littered with scars and cuts. Still, I have traumatic dreams with her in which I always get more severe injuries to the point where Apollo was wondering how I was alive and sane. Like I said, a lot of pain. Then, I'm trying to hate her, when part of me wants to love her. It's difficult. Finally, as a last straw, she decided to SLEEP with ME. Like in the same bed sleeping! mOst likely, she's doing this so that the next day she can go to Olympus and tell them about how I "raped" her. It makes me fed up! Now, after all of this, ALL OF THIS, all I do is hit her a few times. That's called mercy.

"Speak then," I growled. She just sat there, crying her eyes out, till, eventually, she took in a large gulp of air and talked.

"There was a plan between me and another goddess to g-g-get into your b-bed and sleep with-with you." Silence as I let this sink in. Who would want to make me and sleep together, and, why would Artemis even agree to it. She only agreed to things if they benefited her or her hunters…

"Who was it, and why did they want you with me?" I spat at her. She looked at me and, without her even saying anything, I had already figured out who it was.

"Aphrodite…" I whispered in shock. Why would she do this? After all of the times she had been comforting me in the last few weeks, I thought that she had changed from the stereotypical Aphrodite who was always sleeping with other men, but no. It seemed like she had evolved from her sleeping with men to convincing OTHERS to sleep with men. Well, if we weren't before, then now, me and Aphrodite were done. I didn't want to even see her face again. That disgraceful… female. Looks like I'm taking a page out of Artemis's haters book. Speaking about Artemis, back to this world.

"I see then. So why did you agree to this?" I asked the dirty slut. My patience was wearing thin. If she didn't answer within the next 10 seconds, then I don't think I will be able to control my hands with what they'll do next.

"So why did you agree to it then? Answer me NOW Artemis!"

"Because I wanted to," she spoke quietly, her face extremely red. Now I know I'm not the smartest guy, but I can tell when someone is saying a stupid lie. Like, totally! The all virgin goddess, aka hater of men just decided to sleep with me. Definitely the truth!

Once again, I lifted her up, my hand grasping her neck. "You destroyed my body, and now, when I simply ask for answers, you lie to my face! You destroyed me! My body was broken, and is STILL healing. My mind will probably never heal! And.. IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" I screamed this at her with more fury than I have ever had in my entire life. Artemis fell to the floor, but got up again. I swear I didn't make her this time!

Shakily, she got up and faced me, leaning on the wall for support. Melodramatic. I had only punched her a few times.

"I am fed up with you constantly accusing me of trying to kill you!" She's fed up now. IMAGINE HOW I FEEL THEN! Besides, I'm not accusing her of anything. I have full proof that she DID attack me, so that makes it the truth instead of an 'accusation'.

"I said sorry to you, Perseus-"

"A mere sorry won't clean me of my wounds, or you of your sins." she nodded at me, sighing in agreement.

"Your right Perseus. The only thing that will clean you is cold revenge."

Behind me, all of the hunters had gathered to watch. Some were armed, others were not. Still, all were seeing the punishment their mistress was about to get.

"I can't live like this. If you think that I willingly hurt you, then come on. KILL ME! Wreak havoc upon me until my bones crumble to dust. COME ON! This is the only thing that will make you better." Artemis raised her hands up, showing that she was defenceless. For a moment, I was debating whether or not I should attack her. Well, this was the perfect time for me to get my revenge.

"If I did, it would make me no different than you," I said to her. "But I will never speak to you again. We are THROUGH!" I was struggling to contain the disgust I had that I had slept with a murderer. Turning around, I walked out, ignoring the looks I was getting from all the hunters who had decided to stop and stare. "Forgive me Perseus," she whispered, coughing out blood. This made me stop in my tracks. Forgive and forget, my mom would say. Usually, I would agree, but didn't I forgive her last time. Look where that got me. "I forgave you last time, and it turned out to be one of my biggest mistakes ever. Not again." WIth that, I walked out of the tent, preparing for a flash, which I was still trying to master. "Gods forgive!" Thalia yelled. Ahhh yes, I was wondering where she had been. "You… your No god!" This didn't even break my stride. Maybe Thalia was right, maybe not. "Then I won't be a god," I replied thoughtfully, picking up Riptide from my pocket and dropping it on the floor. Dropping my symbol of power on the floor. I'm not a God, they say. I never wanted to be. Thalia gasped. She knew as well as everyone else here that the symbol of power DEFINES a god. After taking one last look at my works, I flashed far away from this camp. I'm a disgrace. Forgive me, world.

Okay so I've now rewrote it. Anyone still think I overdid it, or is this accurate?

Also, BJack12 if this isn't good enough punishment then I don't know what is!