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CHAPTER 2

Perseus tightened his armour with a huff. He was currently mentally preparing himself for the fight to come. He had to win, or Artemis would never let him hear the end of it. Better yet, nor would Apollo or his sisters.

He glared at the ground, thinking about the smug look on the goddess's face when she taunted him. 'Well it'll bite her in the ass soon' He mused to himself.

"Milord, are we ready?" Malcolm Pace, a young son of Athena asked.

Perseus's eyes scanned the crowd of young demigod boys, all looking both nervous and excited for the game ahead. They were pretty confident in their battle plan and their posts. Perseus himself had helped devise it with the Athenians after all.

While a large sum of their boys would take on the girls as a mere distraction, two small groups would be hard at work.

The girls, especially Artemis and the Athena girls would suspect a small group intending to infiltrate the flag and a large one to distract their forces, but they would not suspect another small group as a distraction...Perseus hoped. That was plan A, Perseus was to be going solo unless the group that would steal the flag needed him. His job? Keeping check of the battle and of Artemis's location, as only he could take her on. Any camper would be down in a second, or dead.

"Boys-No, young men!" Perseus announced, standing at his full height. The campers cheered, "I know for some it is your first game, and oh will it be fun, but brutal. But know this!" He held up his hand, "When we run into that forest, know that you have your own strength and the warrior's next you! We have a plan! It is brilliant like all of you!" They stomped their feet on the ground, almost like a war cry. Perseus nodded with pride of his soldiers, "And if that fails, there's always plan B. Although let's hope it doesn't come to that." He smirked as they chuckled nervously, "Now let's go whoop some Hunter-I mean let's win this thing!"

They let out a war cry in cheer of his speech. Perseus smiled and stepped off his figurative soap box, Dante' strolled up to him casually, completely steady even when he was about to go into a brutal 'game' of let's teach Artemis a lesson.

"Inspiring, Abraham Lincoln." He laughed.

Perseus rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah. We have to give these boys reassurance, now get to your post or it'll be your ass."

Dante' smirked and unsheathed his weapon, walking to his group.

"Campers ready?" I yelled.

The boys all unsheathed their weapons in sync, making an intimidating scraping sound. Surely if the girls had heard it they must have felt an ounce of fear.

The horn blew, Perseus ran forward, his team behind him letting out a loud battle cry. Their weapons in hand and ready, they were met with a furious counter attack from the girls, waiting in the trees patiently. Perseus beamed with triumph as his archers mimicked the Hunters in the trees and shot net arrows at a few. He sniggered as a few hit the ground with a THUD! and a groan of protest. Though he knew they would avenge their literally fallen sisters.

Perseus dodged and parried those that were brave enough to try challenge him. He barely got halfway before he heard the screams of his fellow soldiers. His heightened senses could hear the sounds of bodies plunge through leaves and hit the ground. The girls had set traps in a matter of minutes.

"Damn you, Artemis!" Perseus growled.

The Hunters in the trees and their forces in the beginning was their distraction for Perseus, just enough time for the girls to set up their real plan. Not even his boys could set up nets and find ditches from previous games as fast as the Hunters. Perseus hissed in anger, he was so stupid. 'Never underestimate, Artemis! You big dope!' He scolded himself, but carried on, carefully analysing his footsteps in case-gods forbid-he get stuck in a trap. He should have anticipated this from her!

Perseus gulped as an arrow grazed his cheek. He needed to concentrate. He stopped in front of a large pine and climbed it expertly.

Perseus spotted group 2, the distraction, pretending to scout the flag. He observed from the trees above as a group of 4 girls met them about 7 metres from the flag. 2 Ares girls and 2 Hunters, this would be a good challenge for his group of 2 Warriors, 1 Hermes boy and 1 Athenian.

Their blades parried and dodged as they distracted the main group of flag guards. Perseus eyed group 1, sneaking around quietly and efficiently. Dante' sent Perseus a thumbs up as they got closer and closer to the flag. As the God of Time raised his hand to reply with their form of sign language, he felt a strong force kick him off his branch and fly towards the ground with remarkable speed.

He rolled and got to his feet at just the same speed. Perseus bared his teeth as he faced his offender. He whipped around in all directions, searching for her auburn hair and lean form, as there was only one person brave enough to get him on the ground in such a ruthless way without a fear of death.

Perseus heard a low, mocking chuckle from the darkness.

"Show yourself, Artemis!" He demanded.

He had his sword ready for any attack, expecting her to emerge with a typical leap from the ground, intending to intimidate him. If she was situated on the ground that is.

What Perseus did not expect was for someone to land behind him from the great height of the tree branches and sweep his feet from under him. His body crashed to the ground, he grunted as he felt another weight on his chest.

Artemis stood above him with that damn smug look on her face that irritated Perseus to no end. Her combat boot pressed against his chest while her other stepped on his right wrist, holding down his sword.

If there was one thing he admired and hated about the woman, was that she was very unpredictable, even to Perseus. When on your side fighting beside you, it was a great help, but now, in a game where his pride was on the line it did not give him reassurance.

"My oh my, Perseus. A bit rusty aren't you?" She smirked, her dagger pointing at his face. He stared at her defiantly over it. "No attempt at a witty remark?" Artemis sniggered, "Or are you just trying to keep the small ounce of dignity you have left? Down in less than 10 seconds, that's gotta be embarrassing." She leaned down a bit, her facial expression still that of conquest.

Perseus laughed internally, she had the upper hand in this particular fight, but it was part of said plan. He glanced to his right, he saw Dante guiding the other boys through the bushes. Artemis hadn't sensed them, luckily for, Perseus her attention was focused on him only. 'Pride shall be your downfall.' He chortled. Though the irony was, that had been said to him once upon a time.

Perseus smirked. he knew his buttons, but Perseus knew hers and gods was this going to be delightful for him, "Artemis, I know I'm a good looking god, and this all a plead for my attention-" Artemis glared daggers at this statement, opening her mouth to retort, but he wasn't finished. "But you really should pay more attention to your surroundings." He looked over at the flag.

She frowned, obviously confused, her attention transferred to where his boys had currently overpowered her last line of defence and grabbed the flag.

Perseus laughed at her and grabbed her arms, throwing her into the ditch 5 metres away. He'd seen it right before she'd kicked him out of the tree, this was pure dumb luck that she actually landed in it.

Percy 1st person POV

I shot up and broke into a run towards my boys. Dante' threw me the flag, my heart raced as I sprinted back towards our lines, a grin on my face. The bugle sound that echoed through the forest right after we retrieved the flag was believed to be a signal that it was in our possession, but no. It was the signal that our flag was in the girls hands.

"Godsdammit! How?" Dante' groaned from behind me, managing to keep up with my speed more so than the other boys.

I sighed, not believing that they had also outsmarted us like we did to them.

"As long as we get the flag over our line first-" I sighed.

"Or we can intercept it!" Malcolm yelled, pointing to a set of 5 girls running in our direction, not catching the sight of us just yet.

I smirked and signalled for my boys to get them, "Flank from all sides!"

"Move! Move! Move!" Dante' ordered.

I continued to sprint towards them, the leading girl with dark hair and a silver circlet braided into it finally caught my gaze and her eyes widened.

'Zoe Nightshade, your sisters ran you into a trap.'

I side stepped her as she tried to dodge me, tripping her. She fell face first into the dirt.

She threw the flag back for one of her sisters to retrieve, but unfortunately for her my 'men' had flanked and attacked them. Keeping them from aiding her escape.

I jumped and caught it, Zoe shouted in protest. I felt incredibly satisfied with myself, winning would teach that darn moon goddess her place. I licked my lips and proceeded to make my way to our line.

"No! Ladies!" She yelled to the trees, "Retrieve the flag!"

My eyes widened as many of the hunters and demigoddesses abandoned my own team in the middle of a spar and made their way to me. I cursed under my breath, I had jinxed it.

So at this dire time, I did what I wished I didn't have to do, "Men! Plan B! Initiate now!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice boomed through the atmosphere. I was sure Zeus could hear me on his golden throne.

It went quiet for a second, before the screeches of girls were heard as all my men grouped into a single battle force, and like battle horses themselves, they pushed through the hoards of girls like they were nothing. I hated using the fact that boys were physically larger or stronger than the girls to win, but it had to be done.

They created a clear path for me to run through, I squinted, I could see my line, I was just past the halfway point.

'Almost there.' I stated.

And that's when my least favourite person decided it would be the best time to arrive.

Artemis landed in front of me with a THUD! I screeched to a halt. I felt like a sports car braking for an old woman at a zebra crossing.

Artemis's eyes were filled with rage.

Probably due to the fact that I threw her into a ditch like a sack of potatoes. I almost laughed outright at the thought of what it must have looked like. Terribly embarrassing for her, as my 20 year old form was significantly larger than her small 13 year old one, which meant she really did look like a sack as she plummeted into the earth.

I waved the flags in front of her face, "Looking for these?"

She growled and in a blur of silver sliced her knife across my chest before I could even react.

The demigods surrounding us, including our followers continued to fight like their lives depended on it, each side equally as skilled as the other. I was glad that they weren't focusing on us. I looked down at the golden ichor emerging from my armour. Artemis tore through it like it was nothing. I looked up at her slowly, my pupils small flames of fury.

I was just looking for an excuse to unleash my swordsmanship prowess upon her, she just gave me it.

A low, animalistic growl escaped my lips as I set the flags down at my feet, knowing the others were to busy with my 'men' to be able to retrieve them. My sword appeared in my hand while my other clenched into a fist tightly.

I leapt towards her, my sword first. Artemis parried it and did a counter attack, I managed to dodge and land a blow with the hilt of my sword at her ribs. She grunted and her arms slung towards my face, her elbow making contact with my jaw.

I bit my tongue to hide my yelp of pain, not giving her the pleasure. My chest tightened as she smirked at me, I swiped my sword towards her, she caught it between her daggers.

Sparks flew as our blades met with forces strong enough to shake the earth. The fight was evenly matched, a repeat of dodges, parries, attacks and a few punches, which were fortunately missed.

Sweat bedded our foreheads, both of us panting by this time. I sucked in air and said, "Give up, Artemis. You can't win."

She narrowed her eyes and sneered, "Shows how little you know!"

She threw a dagger at my face, I frowned. What the hell was that? I obviously hit it away, but was completely bemused. Until I realised she intended to attack straight after.

She jumped into the air and did a round-house kick to my face. Her frame shone like moonlight itself as her body changed form into a much more mature and nubile body. I slid onto my knees and bent backwards, it was some real Matrix shit, I'm telling you now.

Her leg skimmed the tip of my nose, I closed my eyes for two reasons. One, it was on instinct, a large object hurtling towards your face, who wouldn't? And two, just in case I could see under her chiton. I was still a gentleman, even if I hated her guts.

Artemis landed and within seconds I reacted. I dodged a panicked attack from her as I grabbed her wrist and spun her around, forcing her onto the ground.

I pinned her down with my knees at her thighs and her arms locked above her head. I held them in place at her wrists with my immortal strength and used my free hand to hold a sword at her throat.

My body pressed against her small frame, she was entirely imprisoned beneath me. Now it was my turn to act smug.

A familiar feeling of pride and triumph rose in my aching chest.

I smirked and pressed it harder at her throat, "Yield?"

She swallowed, her skin almost tearing at the cold metal of the blade. Even with her current position she still glared at me like I'd just killed her puppy.

That's when her expression went blank, making my brow furrow. What was she up to?

It was only when my confusion replaced my anger that I realised she was in her 20 year old form. I resisted the urge to ogle her. It had been ages since I'd seen her like this.

'Maybe just a peek…' I rationalised, 'It won't mean anything.'

I almost licked my lips as I caught sight of her beautiful face. It was just as stunning as I remembered, her tanned, olive skin was almost the colour of a light caramel. Delicious. Her luscious lips full and pink, while her bosom ample and her frame in general, was curvaceous in all the right places.

A suddenly large amount of saliva accumulated in my mouth. I swallowed it and returned my gaze to her mesmerising eyes. I hated that she was so tempting. But with all this hatred, came the passion that came along with it. It had been many moons since we had been in such close proximity without being in a furious state that followed our godly rage.

This sinister seductress, even with all the wrongdoings she has committed against me, shall forever have a magnetic hold on me. A hold built off of passionate hatred and tainted with lust and desire.

With her body crushed against mine, I glared at her to hide my sinful thoughts.

"Yield?" I asked again. Clearing my mind of memories of our naked bodies, covered in sheens of sweat, thrust together and molded perfectly as if Chaos itself had created us to be that way.

Artemis eyed our position and her eyelids went droopy. She stared at me through her thick and long lashes. I gulped as her lips went pouty and her eyes resembled that of an alluring temptress. In my head, this is exactly what she was, an enchantress meant to inflict forbidden thoughts of sexual longing and passion that you shall never have upon even the most pure of minds. She was Cupid's curse.

Artemis licked her lips in a fashion that made any man thirst for her like she was some tall drink of water. Her facial expression was that of lust. My eyes widened to that of saucers, I tensed and my body froze in shock.

Artemis, the Maiden Goddess, patron of maidens and goddess of virginity was staring at me with a pure 'fuck me' look. Unpredictable had been brought to an entirely new level.

A wave of electricity passed through me and ended at the tip of my most favoured organ.

I leaned down ever so slightly, consumed with desire that I wished wasn't there, but in my lust-filled state, my dream land ended. She smirked sadistically.

I frowned, 'That was a quick change in demeanour-' My thoughts were cut off as Artemis swiped my legs with her now free feet and kicked my chest with a bruising THUMP! I was launched into the air, hitting a nearby tree and falling to the ground in a pathetic heap. I gasped for air, she had winded me, but after all that, I was more so utterly flabbergasted than anything else.

Artemis had just played me like some love-struck fool. No, not love, lust. Never love, not again.

I only came too when her intoxicating scent rushed past me, along with both flags. I glanced at her blurred, retreating figure, it was disappearing quickly.

"NO!" I leapt off the earth and sprinted after her. My head still spinning. I manipulated the water in the air to splash my face, my vision cleared.

But it was all for naught. My battle prowess in terms of swordsmanship exceeded hers and not to toot my own horn, I was fast, but, Artemis was faster.

I panted as I clutched my chest, pain pounded through my body in ripples as if it were laced in my pumping blood.

I could only stare as Artemis passed our enemy line and threw the flag poles into the ground with a subtle victorious grin.

A loud signal was heard, it echoed through my ear drums like a cave and then the forest. Like an oscillate sound wave, it's sound diminished as I realised what was to happen. The forest's inhabitants went silent, all the soldiers of either team knowing that one side was victorious and the other was not.

I fell into my knees and inhaled deeply, catching my breath.

I buried my face in my hands. I, Lord Perseus, the God of Time, Tides, Swordsmanship, Heroes, loyalty and lastly the hunt, had lost.

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