Artemis pov:
The throne room erupted into a huge arguing match over different parts of the prophecy. It seemed that almost everyone believed that Hades' son, Nico, was in the prophecy. Deaths kid, knows all. He is the son of hades after all. So, naturally it has to be him.
I didn't pay much attention after that because Apollo turned a sickly pale color and fell out of his throne, slowly stumbling towards the ground. Normally, I wouldn't care, but Apollo was my twin and although he was a constant pain, I still loved him. I flashed to his side and I kneeled down, poured nectar in his mouth, hoping that it would have some affect on him. After a few seconds he started to stir. He opened his eyes and sat up.
"Ugh! What in Hades just happened?" He asked.
"Why, must everyone use my name as a curse?" Hades asked from his throne, quite angrily I might add. Then again his face was turning a slight shade of purple.
"Why must people pollute the ocean? It's just what happens." Poseidon said. "Life just isn't fair."
"Apollo, what do you remember?" I asked completely ignoring my two uncles. It wasn't worth the bother of fighting at the moment.
"I remember Uncle Poseidon talking about Percy... Then there was a blinding flash, followed by an image of a pack of wolves heading north, then darkness... What happened when I had the... image?" Apollo asked. I was concerned for him because he was completely serious for probably the first time in his life.
Then he put on a goofy grin and said. "Wait, were you concerned for your big brother; little sis?"
"You are not older! You are my little brother!" I said getting angry at the god of a burning ball of gas. His smile seemed to grow. I relaxed, Apollo was back to normal now.
"Then why is it that you are always younger than me? I look at least late twenty's? You are what? Twelve? Thirteen?" He said.
"That doesn't mean anything!" I screamed. I was getting really pissed. You should never joke about a woman's age, especially when she is the goddess of the hunt, who has a bunch of man hating huntresses.
"What ever you say... Little sis." Apollo said, taunting me.
I was about to retort when I noticed Dameion- who was still in wolf form- walking quietly to the throne room doors.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
He stopped and turned towards me. Dameion then growled and barked at me as if responding to what I said.
"O-Kay. Anyone speak wolf?" Aphrodite said as she applied bright red lipstick to her lips. Dameion rolled his eyes before he shifted to his human form. The total transformation took about a minute. When he was done he seemed to look different.
'He still has his brown hair and blue eyes, but something seemed to be different... If anything he seems to be more... Animalistic.' I thought. His hair was in a mess (sorta like those stupid axe commercials), he seemed to have gained a big bulk of muscle around his arms and chest, and his face became more chiseled and defined. He looked more like what ,any women deem as a 'hot man'. I must have looked for too long because he looked at me with a expression of 'what'.
"Oh my gods!" Aphrodite squealed. "You can come dig around my garden anytime wolf boy." Aphrodite said with a seductive wink. It was obvious what she implied.
Dameion rolled his eyes then spoke. "I am not needed here. So I plan on leaving. Seen as how your curse makes me want to come back to the hunters camp I will be back soon." He said.
He then opened the double doors and left the throne room. Slamming the doors shut.
"What happened to him?" Ares demanded.
'He is probably upset about how Aphrodite was looking at him.' I thought.
"Probably came from killing lycopene and taking his position as the werewolf king." I mumbled to myself. Apparently I either mumbled loudly or everyone was super quiet for once, because everyone heard me.
"What!? If he is now king of the werewolves then he is a threat to Olympus and must be killed!" Zeus yelled in rage, as usual.
"We can't kill him." Hestia stated plainly.
"Why Aunt Hestia?" Hermes asked.
"We are still missing Percy Jackson and our only link to him is the new werewolf king, Dameion Orthwrite. If we kill him we will lose our biggest lead to finding him. Although, I can't really sense a place he'd call home. He did use to call camp home but now he doesn't." Hestia said.
"Which camp?" Athena asked.
"Camp half blood." Hestia responded.
"So he's a son of one of us and used to call camp home." Athena said with a look of concentration on her face.
"Thanks captain obvious." Poseidon said. Athena glared at Poseidon. We all continued to talk about him for the rest of the council. I was tasked with watching the new werewolf king to see if he was against Olympus.
I flashed back to my hunters camp and was greeted by all of my hunters and a girl with black hair and light blue eyes that looked like a crystal clear lake. She curtsied and greeted me. "Hello Lady Artemis. Percy sent me." She said.
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Dameion pov:
I walked out of the throne room once Aphrodite finished trying to seduce me. I mentally barfed at the thought of me and her. I mean she is drop dead gorgeous, and I would love to go out with her, but she has been with so many other guys that it's like getting sloppy seconds.
I kept on walking towards the doors when I remembered I could just teleport. I took a right before the elevators and walked down to a small flower garden which was surrounded by high bushes.
I looked around but didn't see anybody. I then closed my eyes and concentrated on shifting all my molecules to water, then imagined my mom's apartment. When I opened my eyes I found myself in our living room, or my living room seen as how I was the only one living here now.
My eyes started to water as I thought about Sally and Paul. I wiped my eyes and left the building. I had decided to walk around Manhattan for a bit.
I decided to take off my ring while I was away from everyone. I continued down the street when I smelled the sea. I followed it down to an old apartment complex. As I got near the door I could hear a little girl scream.
"Quiet you little brat! There is no one left to protect you!" I heard a male voice shout. There was a sound of breaking glass followed by a crash.
"You should be honored that I am going to make you into woman, now be a good girl and hold still!" The man shouted. After hearing that I kicked the door in and ran inside.
Inside was a dump to put it in simple terms. Heck I don't think it even had a bed or a bathroom.
I looked to the left and saw a girl who looked to be about five, with short black hair that was poorly cut, and clear blue eyes. She was on her back on top of a table with tattered clothes on. She was currently trying to kick a guy who trying to grab her.
"Hold still you brat!" He said as he continued to try to grab her. I ran over to him and grabbed his shoulder, spinning him around before decking him in the face as hard as I could. There was a satisfying crunch as his nose broke. He stumbled backwards and tropes over a turned chair. There was a loud thump as his head hit the brick of the fireplace either killing him or knocking him out.
The little girl ran off once the man was off of her. She ran off through the house. I walked through the house till I found her in a closet.
"No! Go away! I don't want anything from you!" She said closing her eyes and scrunching up into a ball.
"But I'm not here to hurt you.. I want to help you." I said trying to get her to come out.
"No!" She shouted. The house started to shake.
'Earthquake' I thought. Then I looked at her and a realization occurred.'Shes a daughter of Poseidon.' I thought. I then tried again.
"Calm down. I'm not here to hurt you. My names Percy. What is your name?" I asked while trying to be as sweet as I could. She pulled her head up a little bit.
"I-I-I'm... Ka-Kacie." She said with her voice trembling.
"Kacie. That's a beautiful name. Would you like to leave this place Kacie?" I asked. She nodded her head slightly. "Ok, then you will have to trust me, and come out of the closet." I said.
She didn't come out of the closet but she was now sitting on the floor. I continued to talk to her and tell her about the Greek myths, all were centered on great women who were legends for the hardships they faced. Eventually I got to the hunters of Artemis, which gave me an idea.
"Kacie how would you like to have a family full of sisters who would care and love you?" I asked. Her eyes seemed to light up at the sound of that.
"Will you come with me?" She asked.
"I'll lead you to them. But I can't stay." I said. I held out my hand and she grabbed it.
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We arrived at the entrance of the woods.
I could feel the pull of the camp on me.
'Stupid curse' I thought.
"Ok, Kacie we're almost there. We just need to walk straight." I said. We went forward for twenty minutes before I told her to wait for a black wolf to come. Once it did she was to follow it back to camp. She cried a little until I promised to visit her.
She waited and I took off into the woods where I put on the ring and then transformed to the wolf. I waited 10 minutes before I walked to Kacie. I came to the area I left her at and saw her. She was hesitant but she eventually put a hand on my head and petted me.
I then started to walk the last five minutes to the hunters camp. We arrived and were met by a bunch of bows aimed at us, but were put down when they saw Kacie. Just then there was a flash of blinding light that I looked away from.
"Who is that?" Kacie asked.
"That is Lady Artemis." Thalia said. The hunters went up to Artemis and greeted her.
Then Kacie then walked up to Artemis and did her best to curtsy. She was really scared and I could smell it rolling it off of her in waves.
"Hello lady Artemis. Percy sent me." She said.
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authors note: wow! You guys apparently do read the authors notes because I received a bunch of reviews. I thank you all.
to guest who said:
update soon.
Is this soon enough? Or are you wanting the updates to be faster?
to guest who said:
You forgot to replace numbers with the words. For example.
4 is four when writing.
Sorry about that. Also thank you for the criticism. I can see that you are being respectful and not trying to be mean. This is a good example of criticism. I will try to head your words. Thank you.