A.N: I feel like this chapter was a little bit worse than ideal, but I hope that it is bearable to read. I promise that I'll do better in the next chapter. I'm still trying to figure out how to progress with Percy and Artemis' relationship.

(In the Depths of Tartarus)

The cloaked figure kneeled in front of him and waited for orders.

The foolish gods could not rule the world properly. They needed be thrown out of their position of power. He had the perfect man for the job.

"I need you to assassinate that so called hero Perseus Jackson. He has been a thorn in my side for far too long. I need to make sure he stays out of my way," He growled.

"Of course, Master. It will be done. Perseus Jackson will be dead by the end of the week, I can assure you of that," the cloaked figure bowed as he replied," is there anything else that you wish of me, Master?"

"That will be all. Do not fail me," He said. The agent bowed and disappeared into the shadows.

The Olympians were weak and with his power, he could easily overthrow them. The only thing that was holding them back was that stupid hero Perseus Jackson. He was not a normal demigod and something seemed off about his power. It was as if there was a block on the true volume of his strength. No matter though, his assassin had never failed a mission and he wasn't about to start now.

Once Olympus was a pile of ashes, and the heavens came crashing to the ground, he would personally travel to the Underworld and show that hero Perseus Jackson just how powerless he was to save the world. He would relish the look of pain and anguish on his face.

Olympus will fall, he would see to it.

Percy POV:

I hated this training. I couldn't shoot the bow straight no matter what I tried. I can't believe Artemis was making me master archery before I could end this stupid training and become the Guardian of Olympus. While I'm going through this useless training, there was probably a young demigod being attacked by monsters right now. I should be there to help them, but because I'm stuck here.

Every day followed the same regimen. Get up, eat breakfast, go to the arena, train, train, train, go home, shower, go to bed. The days soon became repetitive and boring. It almost felt like I was a robot, programmed to do the same thing over and over again.

My "trainer" was not helping either. Every time I did something wrong that she didn't like, she would insult me and ramble on about how incompetent men were. Frankly, I was tired of all the screaming. I didn't want to be rude to a goddess, but she needed to know that I am not like most other men. One training session, while she was on another rant about how idiotic I was and I snapped.

"CAN YOU JUST BE QUIET! ALL YOU EVER DO IS INSULT ME AND TELL ME ALL ABOUT MY PROBLEMS! I'M TRYING MY BEST TO COOPERATE WITH YOU, BUT IT'S, NEARLY IMPOSSIBLE WHEN YOU'RE CONSTANTLY SCREAMING AT ME! I JUST WANT TO LEARN HOW TO SHOOT THIS ****ING BOW AND GET OUT OF HERE!" I yelled, cutting her off.

She looked at me in disbelief and something that looked suspiciously close to guilt. I could tell that she did not expect me to even think about talking back to her in fear of being hurt or killed.

"Look, I'm sorry for yelling, but I'm just sick and tired of all your prejudice. At least give me a chance and if you decide that I'm just like every male out there, then you can yell and scream at me all you want. Heck, you can even kill me if you want. I know that's what you wanted all along," I said calming down a bit. She seemed to realize what I had just said and had let it sink in.

"No, I should be the one to apologize. You've done everything I've said and not complained even once. It was unfair of me to say the things I said about you. And no, I have never wanted to kill you. Sometimes, I just lose my patience," She said through gritted teeth (As I said earlier, Artemis will be a little more reasonable in this story than most). I could tell that it was extremely hard for her to apologize and she took a blow to her pride by saying that. I was grateful for the fact that she went through all that trouble just to tell that she was sorry.

"I will only forgive you if you start treating me with a little more respect. I'm not saying that you have to be friends with me, but at least don't judge me the same way you judge other males," I replied.

She sighed and gave in,"Very well, I will try not to blow up on you any more."

I nodded at motioned back to the practice range, readying my bow. This time, when my posture was bad, Artemis didn't snap at me like she usually did, although it was obvious that she was tempted to.

She corrected my posture and made sure that I was ready to fire. As I released the arrow, something miraculous happened. The arrow actually flew forwards!

I looked on as the arrow flew towards the target and stick in the outer ring. I almost screeched in delight. I had managed to shoot forwards and hit the target. All it took was for Artemis to not yell at me for one shot. I couldn't control myself and suddenly hugged Artemis, squeezing her tight against my chest, before quickly realizing what I had done. I let her down as quickly as I had picked her up and almost wet my pants in fear that she would kill me or do something worse.

When nothing happened, I looked and was shocked. Her cheeks were tinged red. The Big Bad Goddess of the Hunt was actually blushing! I decided that I had nothing to lose and pushed the situation to a dangerous level.

"Awwwwwww, is wittle Arty blushing?"

"Shut up! No, I was not blushing, how dare you say accuse me of such a thing! And don't you dare call me Arty!" she said threateningly, but her cheeks grew even redder.

"Good job shooting the arrow forward and all, but you still have a lot of work to do," She said,"You will practice every single day until you can consistently hit the bullseye. And in return for teaching you how to use a bow, I want a favor from you. Uh-oh. I wonder what this could be. The way her mouth opened and her eyes showed reluctance. What could she ask for that she doesn't even want to ask me. I would expect her to pounce on an opportunity to make me work.

"Gods, I can't believe I'm asking this, but would you be willing to teach me how you fought like that before. I think I could learn a thing or two from you," she said obviously embarrassed. Did she really just ask that? I expected her to have me do some impossible quest that would probably kill me in the end. Wow, I never thought I would see the day when the man hating goddess would want to be taught by a boy. I guess it wouldn't be too much trouble if we're already here anyways.

"Sure, Arty. If that is what you want, then how can I disobey the orders of an Olympian goddess," I teased her. It felt good to joke around with her, even if there was a high chance that one of my jokes would take it too far and I would end up a pile of ashes by the end of the day.

"DON'T CALL ME ARTY!" she screamed at me, a furious look on her face. Well, that was my queue. I bolted.

(Line break)

Over the next couple of weeks, Artemis taught me how to aim the arrow and shoot while moving. She had not once lost her patience with me and had always been willing to reexplain something if I didn't understand it. This was a big step in my relationship with her and I was hoping that we could actually start to form a friendship.

I had also started teaching her in hand-to-hand combat as well as, knife and sword fighting. There wasn't much to teach though as she was an expert in both of those weapons. She just needed some touching up on her form and technique.

A month later, I was ready to begin my job. I had mastered the bow and arrow almost to the point that I could beat Artemis in a bow battle. It turned out that I actually had an high affinity for it, I just needed the proper teaching to bring it out. Artemis had also made significant progress with her knives, going head to head with me almost all the time. She was beating more and more frequently over the time we trained together. Now it was time for me to become the Guardian of Olympus. We wouldn't be training together anymore and I'm not going to lie, it disappointed me a little.

Before we went our separate ways, I stopped her and looked her in the eye.

"Thank you, Lady Artemis. I have learned more this past couple of months then I have from all my years at Camp Half-Blood. I never thought that I would ever be able to use a bow," I thanked her sincerely. There was something else I wanted to ask her as well,"I wanted to know if you would become my friend. I don't have very many of those these days. The only people that I really talked to in the past 2 years was Athena and Poseidon. It would be nice if you accepted, but I would understand if you wanted nothing to do with me after this training." I looked nervously at her and fidgeted with my hands. I didn't know the consequences of my question, but really hope that if she were to reject me, it wouldn't be too harshly or voilently for that matter.

She smiled gently and said,"I would be honored Perseus. I myself do not have too many friends either."

"Thank you."

She smiled again and flashed out, leaving me there grinning like an idiot.

(Line break)

Two hours later and I was standing in front of the Olympian Council again.

"Perseus Jackson," boomed Zeus,"You have successfully complete your training and you are now ready to become the Guardian of Olympus. I hope you take this role very seriously, as it would be a shame if you ended up dead."

I could hear the threatening tone in his voice. I knew that he wanted more than anything else to smite me right where I stood and get rid of me forever.

"Of course, Lord Zeus."

Athena spoke up,"You will need to take an oath of loyalty to Olympus and then you shall be appointed guardian."

"I, Perseus Jackson, swear on the Styx that I will never betray Olympus and that I will do everything in my power to protect them and their demigod children," I vowed.

The Council accepted the offer and a golden glow enveloped me. I could feel power flowing through me and rushing to my fingertips.

"You just received the combined blessing of the entire Council. We also grant the Guardian of Olympus partial immortality, meaning that you can die in battle, but not from aging of diseases. You will be able to feel when a demigod is in need of help and their exact location," Artemis explained.

"Thank you, I am honored with these gifts and I promise not to waste them. I will protect every last demigod with my life," I said.

"We know you will Percy," said Poseidon, and many of the other Olympians nodded along in agreement. I suddenly felt a tingle in the back of my brain, immediately knew that it was a demigod in need.

"I have been called. I guess I will take my leave now unless there is something else you would like to discuss?" I asked urgently. They shook their head and they motioned with get a move on.

I mist traveled to the location of the signal. Instantly my eyes narrowed and my hands clenched in anger at what I saw.

(End of Chapter 7)

the guy who loves all gunpla: Thank you! Nobody exiled Percy, he chose to separate himself because he thought he was hurting those around him. Sorry if I made a mistake earlier in the story that you might have caught.

Wulkin17: Thanks for the constructive feedback. No, I didn't take the review negatively. In fact, I enjoyed hearing what I would do better with my story. You made me realize a huge mistake in my writing and I made a few tweaks to the last chapter. Anymore feedback is appreciated!

ghostchilli666: I know right? PERTEMIS FTW!

A.N: Artemis will never really hate Percy in this story because she already holds some respect for him after he held up the sky for her. I'm sorry if this chapter was disappointing to you. I didn't really know what do write about the training and I was a little stuck on details. The next chapter will definitely be a lot better than this one. Sorry guys.

P.S: From now on, the chapters will be around this length or probably longer. I'll aim for around 2,000-3,000 thousand words from now on.