Third PoV
Percy spent the next few months training in every fighting style known to the gods.And he was damn good at it. He also talked to his confidant often.
He had learned that Annabeth wasn't working alone. No, she was working with an Olympian.
A fucking Olympian.
Why would any of them want his mom dead?
Percy sent another prayer to Artemis.
Artemis covered her nose and waved a hand at Percy.
"You smell awful," The goddess stated bluntly as she snapped her fingers, causing the stink and sweat to go away.
Percy thanked her before reporting his findings.
Then he said something that shocked even himself. "I'm going to tell Annabeth that I know, to see what else I can get out of her."
"And where will you go afterwards?" The goddess inquired.
"I don't know," Percy replied.
Artemis wished him good luck.
Percy appeared back in the palace he shared with Annabeth.
He grabbed the gun and waited for her to return.
And she did, fifteen minutes or so later.
"How did you-" Annabeth started when she saw the gun in his hands.
"I know you killed them," Percy stated bluntly. "Just tell me why."
"Because if you still had mortal family, you wouldn't have accepted godhood," Annabeth told him. "Besides, Zeus sanctioned it. We need you to fight for Olympus. You needed to accept immortality."
"Who else?" He asked angrily. "Nobody else," Annabeth replied. "But he's the king of the gods. There's nothing you can do."
Percy handed her his ring. "Consider this a warning." The look on her face was priceless.
He appeared in Artemis's palace, angry as Hades.
"She's working with Zeus," he grunted. Artemis nodded. "So you'll be off, then?"
Percy nodded. "Just one thing, though."
Then he kissed her.
Artemis didn't castrate him.
She didn't even make a sound of surprise.
No, she only hesitated a moment before kissing him back.
Artemis pulled away for breath. "Percy..."
"I'll come back for you," The god whispered, placing a kiss on her forehead as he flashed away.
Artemis just stood there for a moment, stunned.
Percy appeared in the Himalayas, hidden away in a little cave.
And he was wearing a silver watch.
I hope you didn't think you could do something like that and just leave, Artemis spoke in his mind.
Percy chuckled. "Wouldn't dream of it."
The god walked deeper into the cave, finding that it led to a whole network of caves and tunnels within the Himalayan mountain range.
Perseus spent the next months fortifying the place, making it his hideout.
Within six months, Percy had a training area, kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, armoury, forge, and so much more.
"Thought this news would be best delivered in person," a voice spoke from behind him.
Percy found himself pinning Artemis to the wall, holding a dagger at her throat.
The god dropped the blade, releasing Artemis.
"And what would that be?" Percy asked. "You've been made Public Enemy #1 on Olympus," Artemis stated absentmindedly, looking around.
"I'm surprised it took that long," Percy muttered.
There was a crackling above, and rocks began to fall.
One fell particularly close, launching them backwards.
They hit another wall, both knocked unconscious.
An hour or so later, Percy came to.
He groaned, sitting up.
After regaining his senses, the god brought his visitor to his bedroom, laying her on the bed and draping the blanket over her. Percy grabbed some nectar and ambrosia, mixing the two godly foods together to make a soup.
He brought the concoction back to his bedroom, setting it down on the nightstand.
Artemis emitted a quiet groan and sat up.
Percy touched her hand. "How do you feel, Artemis?"
"Like crap," she groaned.
Percy chuckled. "Nectar and ambrosia soup awaits your command."
Artemis patted the spot next to her on the bed as a signal for him to join her.
Percy narrowed his eyes. "You aren't going to castrate me, are you?"
Artemis burst out laughing. "No, not yet at least."
Percy slid under the covers, grabbing the bowl of soup.
Artemis rested her head on his shoulder, not complaining when Percy fed her.
"You should have some too," the goddess murmured. Percy shook his head.
"I'll kiss you if you have the rest," Artemis bribed.
Percy immediately downed the soup, setting it down on the nightstand.
Artemis snorted.
"I feel like you would have kissed me either way," Percy commented.
"Shut up," Artemis snapped.
"Make me," he replied.
And so she did.
Kissing does that.
Artemis pulled away, breathing heavily. Percy was grinning his lopsided grin.
"So am I your boyfriend now?" He asked.
"Ah, yes. An Olympian goddess dating the most wanted man on Olympus. How scandalous," Artemis gasped between fits of laughter.
"It was worth a shot," Percy sighed.
"I didn't say no," The silver-eyed goddess replied. "I just didn't say yes."
"I'm confused," Percy stated.
"If I find out you've been kissing any other girls I'll be mad," Artemis explained. "But I believe in the concept of a first date."
"Okay," Percy conceded. "How does a movie theatre in Paris sound?"
"Cheesy yet abnormal," The silver-eyed goddess responded.
Percy grabbed her hand, and they appeared in front of a movie theatre.
That happened to be next to the Eiffel Tower.
Artemis shivered as the ticket clerk leered at her.
Percy wrapped his arms around her from behind, glaring at the man.
The couple got popcorn and watched some cheesy romance movie.
As they left, Artemis complained about it being so cheesy.
Percy retorted by telling her the cheesiness was what made them so good.
Of course, they visited the Eiffel Tower because it was so close.
They appeared back at the cave system Percy lived in.
They laid on the couch, wrapped in blankets and each other's arms.
"Artemis," Percy began. "Am I the only boy you've ever kissed?"
"No," Artemis replied bluntly. "You're the first one I've kissed back."
"Is it true that you're still a virgin?" She asked.
"Yeah. Annabeth just seemed too eager," Percy answered.
"Why? Thinking of sex already?" He teased.
Artemis responded by slapping his shoulder.
Percy smiled, kissing the back of her ear. "Would you mind me doing something that would usually result in castration?" The god asked.
"What the hell," Artemis replied, kissing him.
Percy threw her over his shoulder and walked into the bedroom, tossing her down on it.
Before the goddess could get any words out, Percy's lips were on hers.
As the god ran out of breath, he rolled off of Artemis, holding her close.
"Why?" Artemis managed to utter. "Meh," Percy replied. "I felt like it."
"I change my mind," Artemis decided. "You're my boyfriend if you so choose to accept."
"What made you change your mind?" Percy asked.
Artemis nuzzled into the god's chest. "You give good hugs."
Percy kissed the top of her head. "You can have as many hugs as you want."
"Percy," the silver-eyed goddess murmured. "Can I stay the night?"
He kissed her nose. "I didn't know my hugs were that good."
Artemis pecked his lips, curling up next to her boyfriend.
"I'm sorry," She whispered.
"For what?" Percy asked.
"My father and your fiancé doing what they did..." Artemis trailed off.
"It wasn't your fault, moon," The god supplied, holding his girlfriend close.
Artemis pecked his cheek. "Good night, Percy."
She didn't mind that he called her moon.
In fact, she liked the nickname.
