Disclaimer - I'm a girl, my name is Kathy, I'm am not a boy nor do I have the name Rick. I do not own PJO or HOO. All rights to our dear Uncle Rick.

AN: Here's the rewritten version!

This chapter will mostly cover HOO and I'll apologize in advance if any information is wrong, I haven't read the books in a while and I don't have it on hand right now.

And with that being said, that's dive into the next chapter! (I hope the length satisfied you guys.)

- Kathy

Percy found himself near Camp Half-blood's lake he founded a while ago, staring at the sky once more after the battle of the Labyrinth. A lot of demigods were wounded or killed in the battle. Many lose their life that day to protect camp but camp half-blood is safe for the time being.

"Hey Percy," a voice greeted, making Percy turn in surprise as he scowled at his best friend.

"Stop scaring me like that Arty."

Artemis glared at him as she sat down beside him, hugging her knees to her chest, in her twelve years old form. "Stop with the nickname Perseus."

Percy pouted as Artemis stared at him seriously, but a trance of a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, letting Percy know she isn't serious. "Fine Moonbeam."

"That's still a nickname," Artemis protested as Percy sighed.

"You don't like them?"

"No... it's not like I don't like them, it's just like, I like them but at the same time I don't like them," Artemis rambled on, trying not to show her true emotions. She likes the nicknames a bit too much for her own liking. Percy raised his eyebrow as Artemis' cheek turned slightly red at her own rambling.

"So you'll admit you like them?"

"Just drop the topic Percy," Artemis glared at her best friend who just smirked at her. That boy-

"Whatever you say, Arty," he hummed innocently as Artemis continued to glare at him, growing slightly as he looked at her nervously.

"So, what brought you here?" Percy finally asked as he leaned back, thinking there's a tree behind him. He fell flat onto the forest ground, making Artemis burst out laughing. He groaned as he slowly pushed himself up, wincing slightly.

"Do I need a reason to see my best friend?" Artemis asked, her laughter finally dying down. Percy shrugged slightly.

"I just thought you will be with your hunters," he admitted.

"I am with my hunters," Artemis said, making Percy raise his eyebrow once more as he gestures to her with his hand.

"Uh... no, you're here with me..." Artemis chuckled slightly at his confusion as she stated simply.

"I'm a goddess, remember?"

"Right, totally forgot that my best friend is the man hating goddess herself," Percy face palmed as Artemis frowned slightly at his world.

"I'm not that man hating am I?"

"Yeah, because you totally don't turn male who saw you bathing into a deer and make his own dog eat him alive and you totally don't have a habit of turning male into jackalopes," Percy replied sarcastically.

"Watch your mouth, boy. Or you might be next," Artemis growled at him threateningly as Percy opened his mouth, about to resort to her comment but something in his best friend's eyes told him to go along. He coughed awkwardly.

"Oh no! I will become a jackalope! How... fitting... and cool!" Percy managed to get out as he tried to sound threatened. But no matter what Artemis does, he knew that he could never be threatened by her. He basically grew up with her, nothing would ever make him feel threatened by her.

They were quiet for a second before a noise came from the bushes behind them. Percy's eyes widened when he saw his friend, Annabeth walked out of the bushes. He turned toward Artemis who just glared at him.

"Be warned Perseus Jackson, I won't be so merciful next time," she growled at him before giving him a slight wink and flashing away.

"What did you do this time, Seaweed Brain?" Annabeth asked as Percy shrugged.

"I guess the gods just really hate me for no reason," he couldn't help but add under his breath. "Like that time your mom almost burned me alive."

Annabeth turned toward him sharly. "Did you say my mom almost burned you alive?"

"I mean she flashed away and my shirt kind of caught on fire so..." He shrugged again as Annabeth looked at him in disbelief.

"Was it last winter? Is that why you smell like burnt food where you walk into the elevator?"

Percy just nodded as he stood up. "Come on, let's get back to camp before Chiron started to get worried about us."

Annabeth studied him for a while before nodding, letting Percy lead the way as they walked back to camp, talking and laughing on the way there.

A year had passed since Percy last saw Artemis, both had been busy with their own work. Percy was busy preparing for the attack from Kronos with the demigods while Artemis was busy with the rest of the Olympians trying to keep Typhon at bay.

But after they won the war with Kronos and the son of Hermes, Luke, helped them win the war, the Olympians hosted an award ceremony and a party afterwards. They offered him godhood but looking back at all of his friends, his demigod and mortal friends at least, he knew he couldn't do it even if Artemis is a goddess.

Percy had looked at her when he made the decision, but he couldn't read anything on her face. Now he's walking through the crowd of both gods and demigods, trying to find her. After a while, he finally saw her standing with Athena. He gulped slightly as he made his way over, hoping Artemis would see him.

He waved slightly at her when she met his eyes and she smiled slightly as she excused herself and walked toward him.

"Hey Perce," Artemis greeted as she put down the drink in her hand. "Something you want to talk about?"

Percy opened his mouth slightly as he tried to think of what to say to her. "Uh... I was wondering... what did you think of my decision?"

Artemis had a faraway glance in her eyes as she turned back toward him, her face emotionless. "It's your life, you get to decide what to do with it."

"I feel like you would want me to accept," Percy blurted out as Artemis studied him.

"I want what's best for you," she said finally after a moment of silence before walking away without another word. Percy stared at her retreating footstep, frowning to himself.

"Don't tell me you can't even catch me when I'm running this slow," a seven years old girl with auburn hair and surprisingly silver eyes teased him. He glared at her half-heartedly as he ran toward her, his breath heavy.

"You know I'm not a runner! Give me a swimming pool every day and I can beat you," his sea-green eyes studied his surroundings as the girl continued running backward, facing him. She was wearing dark blue jeans with a white blouse, her hair was braided.

Who am I? He couldn't help but asked himself as he studied his surroundings once more. Lush green grass, tall black lanterns on the side of the road. Tall trees surrounding them. To his left, he could see a lake, the water glistering in the sunlight. To his right, he could make out a forest with no end. In front of him stood a city. Everything looks familiar, yet at the same time, nothing makes sense. Where am I?

"Come on, Percy! I know you're faster than this," the girl shouted again, a few feet ahead of him as he panted, trying once again to catch up with her.

My name is Percy, he thought to himself as he continued to run faster, finally catching up with the girl. She was waiting for him by the tree, giving him a teasing grin, making him pouted slightly.

"How can you run this fast?" Percy asked, out of breath. He put his hand on the tree, trying to regain his breaths.

"I guess it's in my genes," she chuckled as she sat down underneath the tree, patting the space next to her. "Sit with me."

Percy sat down beside her, leaning back against the tree as he looked around once more. Where am I?

"Where are we?" He asked softly as the girl frowned.

"Did you forget?"

"I... can't remember anything," he started to say but a headache caused him to fall to the ground in pain, his hand on his temple. He groaned out, his words barely his own. "Where are we... Luna?"

Percy sat up, sweat on his face as he jumped slightly, seeing wolves surrounding him. Their eyes studied him intensely, daring him to move. He just stood there, paralyzed by fear.

A wolf came forward, one of the biggest ones in the pack, her eyes showing strength and courage, showing that she's not afraid to strike him down if he does something wrong. Her fur was a deep shade of grey, almost black. Her eyes were silverish yellow. She was surrounded by an air of authority.

Percy stammered, trying to say something but his mouth failed him, unable to form a word with all the wolves staring down at him, one licking his mouth as if he's their next meal.

"Hello Perseus," the first wolf greeted. "I am Lupa. And my pack and I will be teaching you the way of the Romans."

"Romans?" Percy asked in surprise but he received no answer as the wolf turned into a young woman, her face stern and emotionless.

"Come, we have much to do and very little time."

Apollo sat on his throne in the grand throne room of Olympus, listening to his airpod, barely paying attention to what his father was saying. Suddenly, a scene entered his mind. So intense and vivid that it was like he was there.

Annabeth was hanging on the edge, Percy's hand was clasped tightly around her hand, trying to pull her up. The room was dark and there was a spider web around Annabeth's ankle, trying to pull her down to Tartarus.

"Let me go, Percy!" Annabeth cried out as she tried to pried herself away from her friend. It would be better for both of them. "You got to defeat Gaea."

"I won't let you fall down there, Annabeth!" His hold on her hand tightened but it wasn't helping. Percy looked toward Nico, who looked fearful as he listened to his friend's words. "The other side Nico, promise me!"

"I- I promise," the son of Hades called out as Percy let go of the edge, falling down into hell, ignoring the cries of his friends.

Apollo gasped loudly as all the head was turned his way, making him shrunk down toward his throne slightly. Zeus had a look of annoyance on his face. "What is it, Apollo?"

"Annabeth, Percy, Tartarus," was all he managed to say before he slumped against his throne, trying to regain his breath as if he just ran the marathon. Athena and Poseidon jumped up at the mention of their children and Artemis had an emotionless face but there were worries present in her eyes.

"What happened?" Athena asked in worry as Apollo sat up straighter.

"She was pulled down into Tartarus," he explained. "Percy jumped down to save her."

Athena stared at the wall in front of blankly before she stood up. "I need time to process this."

She flashed away, followed by Poseidon, who didn't say anything, just remaining silent throughout the whole thing. Zeus sighed as he called out. "Council dismiss."

Artemis groaned as she rubbed her temple, trying to stop the headache from forming. She could feel her form flickered for a second before it settled down on Diana, her roman form. She had been in her palace on Olympus ever since her father closed off Olympus in a moment of panic. No immortal had been out ever since.

The news of Percy and Annabeth were kept between the Olympians, not wanting to make the others panic even more. She couldn't believe her best friend had fallen into Tartarus, the place no one had ever survived. Please be safe.

Another headache struck as she took a few deep breaths as she concentrated on her Greek form. Light surrounded her as her form flickered for a second and she was back being Artemis. She had always preferred her greek form over her roman form.

Artemis is who she was born as, it's the form with all of her childhood memories, all of the memories of her hunters. Diana had all those memories as well but she had never lived them, she's just another part of Artemis as much as she doesn't want to admit it.

She sighed as she squeezed her eyes shut, the headache starting once more. She flopped onto her bed and hugged her pillow closed to her chest. She opened her eyes slightly, seeing a quarter moon staring back at her, the light shining into her bedroom. She looked away as she fell into a restless sleep.

"Come on!" A familiar voice called out as Artemis followed the male deeper and deeper into a forest. His hands were on hers as she continued to follow him. It didn't take long for her to realize it was Percy standing in front of her. His raven black hair and sea-green eyes. His trademark smirk on his face.

"Where are we going?" She asked as he just put a finger to his lips.

"It wouldn't be a secret if I tell you would it?" He asked as Artemis chuckled softly and continued to follow him. It seems like they're walking forever before the sound of rustling leaves distracted Artemis, standing her glance toward it.

"Did you hear something?"

Percy frowned but shook his head. Artemis shrugged it off as she continued to follow him deeper and deeper. Yet the forest seems to stretch on forever, having no end. Suddenly, a creature leaped out of nowhere and tackled Percy, growling at him.

Artemis' bow was out in an instant as she shot the creature. Her arrow bounced off harmlessly, sending shivers and deja vu down her spine. The only time her arrow couldn't harm the monster was the night Poseidon asked her to look after Percy, the night her whole life was turned upside down.

Percy was groaning in pain on the ground, blood pooling out of his midsection, his hand was limped on the ground and there were clam scratches on his face. The creature still sat on top of him as Artemis took out of hunting knives, stabbing the creature. Silver blood appeared as it looked at Artemis, its eyes cold and ruthless, bloody, before it disappeared into monster dust.

"Percy! Are you okay?" Artemis asked in a panic. But there was no answer. Tears threatened to spill as Artemis slightly shook her best friend. "Percy!"

He just rolled over, his eyes lifeless as Artemis started sobbing, holding her best friend close to her.

Artemis sat up, panting and trying to catch her breath. She rubbed her eyes, realizing she was crying. She wiped the tears away as she looked up at the moon.

Midnight, she thought to herself as she snapped her fingers, changing out of her nightgown to her silver hunting clothes. She quietly flashed herself to the garden of Olympus, trying to clear her thoughts.

Walking through the plants surrounding her as she breathed in the fresh air. There was a water fountain in the middle of the garden, a circle shaped one. She sat down on the stone wall, feeling the coldness of the water as she gently put a hand in.

Ripples were created as she gently moved her hand back and forward. It took her a moment to realize her hands were unconsciously writing a sentence, a statement.

I miss you, Percy.

It was the truth though. She missed him terribly. He's strong, he'll survive Tartarus, she tried to tell herself.

The silent night was interrupted when Artemis heard a quiet sobbing coming from the left of her. A frown was shown on her face as she stood up to investigate the noise.

The closer she walked toward the sound, the louder the sobbing became. Artemis stopped shortly when she saw her sister, Athena, sobbing quietly. Her arms were wrapped around herself and her dark brown hair was a mess. Her usually cold stormy grey eyes show regrets and worry.

"Athena?" Artemis called out in surprise as she walked out from where she previously was, kneeling down beside her half sister.

"Artemis?" Athena looked surprised as she quickly wiped away her tears. Artemis studied her, wondering what made the goddess of wisdom break down like that. Athena seemed to notice her stare as she let out a dry laugh. "You must think I'm pathetic. Crying like this. Everyone expects me to be the cold hearted goddess who is stern and commanding, who never cries. And yet here I am."

"And who told you that?" Artemis asked sternly, wrapping her arms around Athena, who just stared into space.

"Why does it matter?" Athena asked bitterly, her tone surprising Artemis, who pulled away from her.

"Of course it matters!" She exclaimed, unlike her usual self. She wouldn't normally converse with other gods, she normally kept to herself. But being in the mortal world for so long opened her up, making her more understanding of others. "Why wouldn't it matter."

"We're just goddesses, Artemis," Athena started, her face stony as all traces of her previous emotions were gone. "We aren't mortals. Emotions shouldn't distract us from everything. Crying is a show of weakness."

"It's showing that you care," Artemis protested as Athena shook her head, her eyes cold as she studied her sister.

"You have changed, sister. I do not know if it's for the better or for the worse."

Artemis sighed. "Emotions are part of us, Athena. We can't control them and we can't just ignore them. We may be goddesses. Gosh, we may be immortals, but that doesn't stop us from having those feelings. Everyone has emotions no matter who they are, what they are, or where they are. We aren't one of Hephaestus' machines, we don't blindly follow orders. The machines will follow orders as well, but they never think about the orders they're given. We follow orders, but often we have thoughts and expressions that express our feelings about that task."

Athena stared at Artemis as she stared right back, trying to get her point through. She doesn't know where those words come from but she knows that it's true. Athena sighed as she leaned back against the tree, wrapping her arms around herself once more.

"Even if what you said is true-" Athena started before Artemis interrupted with an annoyed look on her face.

"It is true."

Athena sighed as she continued. "Fine, it's true. But you expect me to change my ways, change my beliefs in just a matter of hours."

"I expect you to think about it," Artemis said simply. "Good night sister."

Artemis flushed away soon after, leaving Athena in her thoughts, wondering and thinking about everything Artemis said. But one thought couldn't stay out of her mind. When did Artemis change? I don't believe Artemis would ever say that.

Her musing was interrupted by a throbbing headache as her roman form, Minerva, threatened to take over. She gritted her teeth as she sunk to the floor, trying to ease the headache.

"The final battle," Annabeth whispered beside him as Percy studied the sea of monsters in front of them. He looked back toward his army, his friends, his fellow demigods, legacies, and descendants. "May fates have mercy on us."

"When did they ever have mercy on us?" Percy countered as he studied Annabeth, both of them still suffering from Tartarus. Even after they came back up, there were flashbacks after flashbacks. He often found himself awakening in the middle of the night, thrusting and turning in pain, fighting off enemies who weren't there.

He looked around, finding his friends that are with him in the Argo II. Jason was with Piper, both of them looking determined. Fear was a natural feeling everyone around the battlefield had.

"If I die, just know that it was an honor fighting with you, Seaweed Brain," Annabeth spoked up slightly as the two armies clashed with each other, the sound of metal clashing and hissing filled the battleground.

"You won't die," Percy stated bluntly as he ran into the battle as well, determined to win, determined to get all of his friends through this battle.

Percy studied the scenery around him, both armies were evenly matched. Monsters were going down as quickly as the demigods but they had determination, they had something to fight for. The army of Gaea wants blood, they want victory. The demigods want to get back to their family, they want to get home safe, they want to have a home again.

"LOCK SHIELD!" Frank called out as a volley of arrows rain down toward them from the sky. The Roman immediately did what their predator said without a moment of hesitation. Percy looked toward his friend, seeing a different side of him. "ARCHERS! FIRE AT WILL!"

The arrows from the monsters were mostly blocked by the shields but some managed to hit some demigods, causing a few to fall dead. The archer from both Camp Jupiter and Camp Half-Blood immediately fire back with their own arrow, having a better success then the monsters, killing hundreds as the monsters' line broke, letting a group of demigods to charge through, battle cries were heard as they killed without mercy.

Piper was fighting side by side with Jason, Leo was on Fetus, throwing Greek Fire down at the enemy. He was fidgeting slightly as if he had a plan no one knew of. They fought their way toward Gaea as Piper looked around, trying to spot her friend, barely dodging the spear that sailed through her head. Jason stabbed the monster before it had time to kill anyone else.

The three of them charged toward Gaea, vowing to end her once and for all.

Percy fought back to back with Annabeth, protecting each other from harm. He spotted Leo, Jason, and Piper in the sky, flying toward Gaea as Leo threw fire at the unfortunate monsters below them. Frank and Hazel were fighting with Reyna and the Romans. The Greek campers were spread out on the battlefield, all doing what they could to cut down the enemy.

Percy studied the army around them, quickly realizing they were surrounded. He risked a glance toward the girl behind him, realizing she'd come to the same conclusion. "Be prepared," he whispered to her as he raised his sword, closing his eyes as he summoned a storm, the largest one he had ever summoned.

The storm dazed and drove away the monsters for a while but not for long. A scary thought made its way into his mind when he remembered the way he can control poison, making him wonder if he could control the bloods of the monsters as well.

There was no time for what-Ifs as the monsters shook of their daze and charged toward the duo once more. Percy struck out his left hand, feeling the blood flowing through the hellhound charging toward him as he willed it to explode.

The hellhound screamed in rage and pain as it evaporated, leaving a trail of monster dust behind. He did the same to the monster behind him and the one that was trying to stab Annabeth, causing her to turn to him in shock.

Percy just shook his head as he started to feel dizzy from the large usage of his power. He pushed through though, determined to save the others. Soon, the monster surrounding them turns into a circle of dust. There was a small cut on Annabeth's forehead and a small wound on his arm but nothing too fatal.

"Let's help the othe-" he never got to finish his sentence before he collapsed onto Annabeth, who held him steady.

"Easy there Seaweed Brain," she said in alarm as she put his arms around her neck, trying to support his weight. "Let's get you to Will."

Percy tried to stand up but found himself collapsing into her arms once more.

"Don't move," Annabeth commanded, her focus only on him. Percy's eyes widened when he saw a knife that was being thrown toward them.

"Annabeth!"

She turned around just as her arms dropped him toward the ground and she collapsed on top of him, a knife sticking out of her stomach. He tried to get up but couldn't find the strength to do so. The last thing he saw was the blurry sky and a pair of concerned looking silver eyes before he fell unconscious.

AN: Sorry if you guys found lots of grammar mistakes. My beta wasn't available and I proofread it but I might have skipped some parts.

Also, I can't write battle scenes as you can tell from the writing above. Gah! I swear I am working on it! I'll make sure to be somewhat decent in writing battle scenes by the end of the book. (I hope)

Also, should I start a one-shot book for Pertemis. So like there will only be pertemis one-shots in there, nothing else. If yes, I'll be calling it Forbidden Love and I'll update that whenever I get an idea or if you guys PM me with a request! Free feel to PM me now if you want to request a one-shot or if you just want to talk!

(Also, I changed the cover for the story!)

- Kathy