That night Percy had trouble sleeping. He slept in the forest, but since he was a fox he was comfortable sleeping in the trees. But for some reason sleep was seemed to be more inviting than usual. It was as if some outside force was coaxing to sleep; whispering seductive tunes and lullabies in his overly sensitive ears. As much as he tried to stay awake the Kami of Sleep was much stronger than his will.

Entering his dream state Percy found himself in a dark void. There was a thick, misty fog around everything. While it was really dark Percy could clearly see himself. Looking down he found no ground, or anything really, underneath him.

Suddenly a glowing light appeared behind him. It was warm, tender, and inviting, like a mother's love.

Turning around he found a striking, beautiful, and radiant woman. Flowing, wavy, golden brown hair. Orangish amber eyes that held so much light that they looked like miniature suns. She was wearing a bright gold and white dress that accentuated her curvaceous, voluptuous, and womanly form.

"Signora Amaterasu." Percy said in a thick accent with respect and adoration.

Amaterasu smiled warmly as the light she emitted grew with her emotion. "My son. You seem to be adjusting camp nicely."

Percy rolled his eyes, "Only because you told me to."

"Don't worry Perseus, something (or someone) will come around to make better." She said with a hidden hint, but Percy didn't catch it.

Percy huffed in annoyance, "Yeah, we'll see."

Amaterasu giggled melodiously for a moment until she sobered up quickly. Her features became stern and serious. "I didn't come here pleasantries, Perseus. I came with urgent and startling news."

Percy's eyes widened, his mother never contacted him from long distance when it came to business. She usually sent a messenger to request his presence. "Yeah? What is it?"

Amaterasu looked at Percy in the eye. "Artemis, she's being forced to hold the sky in Atlas's place."

Percy looked inquisitive, "This is troublesome. But wait, why are you telling me this? It's not like this is our problem."

Amaterasu nodded in agreement, "You're right it's not our problem. But helping her is the right thing to do. You proclaim to be the mythical, modern-day samurai because you follow the ways of Bushido. Rescuing Artemis would be to follow the tenets of Bushido. Would you turn your back on someone who needed help because that person is not your concern?"

Percy's stomach twisted with disgust. It wasn't directed to his adoptive mother or her words, but towards himself. He was supposed to be samurai, to help those who can't help themselves. He was supposed to be a warrior that aided anyone who needed it, yet he was acting like a pouting selfish, spoiled child not getting his way because of self-righteousness and biased feelings for the Greeks.

In short, he was acting like a planetary sized dick.

Percy bowed his head in shame and disgrace. "I'm sorry, mother, my words have dishonored you. You're right, I'm samurai, the reason I raise my sword is because to fight for those that can not."

The Shinto sun goddess smiled proudly at her son. "Good, you know what you must do. Gather a team and rescue the moon goddess. Go!"

Percy's form shimmered away in a flash of glowing light. Amaterasu couldn't stop the proud filled grin that crept up her lips as she thought of the man that her son grown to become. Truthfully she and Perseus always had a small barrier in their relationship. Due to their lack blood or any biological connection whatsoever. But despite that, they were actually move past that and raised him as if her own flesh and blood, as her son.


Waking up in the forest trees Percy noticed how Amaterasu was positioned in the sky he knew it mid-morning.

Moving towards the dining pavilion Percy knew exactly which person take with him on his mission. A certain dark haired, ageless female huntress. Zoë Nightshade, Lieutenant of Artemis and the Hunt. Despite not wanting his time with a man-hating huntress, but he needed a team. And a member that two millennia of experience with dangerous missions he could use her.

As he reached the Artemis table the Hunters acknowledged him with angry sneers and glares directed towards him. He simply ignored them and looked to the lieutenant.

"Nightshade" Percy called out earning himself a death glare.

Zoë growled out, "What do you want, boy?"

'This might be a little difficult' he thought. He took deep breath and begun his proposal.

Percy looked at her in the eye. "A recent turn of events has left me with some…disturbing intel. Intel that I'm sure you'll be interested in knowing. If you'll indulge me."

Zoë's eyes narrowed with suspicion. "What are you going on about, boy? What are you planning?!"

Percy held up his hands in surrender, "No plans, no schemes. I just have some information you'll be interested in hearing, alone. Or if you don't want to hear about you're mistress than I'll find someone else. Makes no difference to me."

Reverse psychology.

Zoë's volcanic black eyes glazed with annoyance from his cryptic words. "Fine" she growled.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Percy genuinely smiled. "Good. Follow."

"Alright, you have my undivided attention. Now what is about Lady Artemis." Zoë demanded getting in Percy's face.

Percy gained a serious glint in his eyes. "The goddess Artemis, has been captured." He stated simply.

Zoë's eyes widened before fury surged through her veins. "You must have a lot of courage to talk about my mistress in front of me you insolent boy."

Percy rolled his eyes with annoyance as Zoë unsheathed two hunting knives. "Now give one reason why I shouldn't gut you like the pig you are, dog."

"Because I swear on the Styx that Artemis has been captured." Percy retorted coolly.

Zoë's eyes widened with shock. "Wh–"

"Whether you choose to believe or not is irrelevant. I just you the truth, and the truth is that Artemis has been captured. Now my proposition is: would you join me in rescuing me?"

Percy held out his hand for confirmation.

Zoë looked disgusted, at shaking his hand. She looked contemplative about her going on this mission. On one hand she could have the opportunity to rescue her mistress, and bring honor to her patron and her sisters. Or this could be a ploy for this fox to kidnap her and strip her of her chastity and dignity as a hunter. But at the end of the day he'd sworn on the Styx. And since he wasn't a smoldering pile of ashes said something. The truth.

Zoë grabbed Percy's hand in a firm grip as she looked the fox in the eye. "If you jerk me around or screw with me in anyway I'll be walking around with a new fox furred coat."

Percy smiled at the huntress's threat. "I don't doubt you will."


Standing around his team Percy couldn't help but feel a bit… uneasy. While the teammates he had chosen weren't exactly ideal. They were the best he could do.

Phoebe; Hunter of Artemis. She seemed to hate males more so than Zoe. She had quite a bit of muscle on her for a female; which was useful. She was older than Zoë which was good since she was much more experienced than Zoë.

Annabeth Chase; daughter of Athena. A blonde brainiac with planetary sized pride. Her skills with a knife or dagger or were exceptional. Not too mention intellect. She could come up with strategies, plans, and schemes on the battlefield, in the heat of moment, under pressure. Which was amazing. Not even Percy could admit he was able to that under those conditions.

Thalia Grace; daughter of Zeus. A black haired beauty that was lethal with a spear. Punk attitude and attire to match. Her powers with lightning, storms, and the weather was gonna be useful, big time. Let's not forget drop-dead gorgeous, which she was and more. Percy has always enjoyed the presence of a pretty girl.

"Alright everyone, before go, a few ground rules. You will do what I say, when I say it, how I say it, and where I say it." Percy commanded.

Phoebe was immediately enraged by this declaration. "And remind me again why we should listen to a pig–oh, my mistake, a dog. Zoë why are we even talking to this dog?! We are more than capable of finding Artemis with this fox dragging us down."

Before Zoë could respond Percy barred his fangs, "Because this dog knows where to find Artemis how to get there and most of all, what to expect that will stand in our way?"

Phoebe stepped to Percy while did the same. But before anyone could deliver the first blow Thalia stepped in between both of them. "Woah woah woah! Everyone lets just take a breather. After we rescue Artemis than you two can murder each other."

Zoë grabbed Phoebe's shoulders in a placating manner. "Whether you want this fox's help or not, he has knowledge of entire pantheon we don't know anything about. We will need that knowledge in we are to succeed in this mission. Like it or not, we need him."

Phoebe wanted to argue but the reality of the situation was that they needed the aide of this fox. Without him it would be like trying to navigate blind; it'd be just impossible.

"Fine!"

Percy narrowed his eyes red eyes in annoyance, but starting walking out of camp nonetheless. But a voice stopped him in his path.

"Wait! Where are we going?" It was Annabeth.

Percy looked at Annabeth while everyone else looked at Percy expectantly.

Thalia agreed, "Yeah, we weren't really clear on our destination. Mind telling us?"

Percy stayed quiet with his arms crossed and eyes closed.

"Where, dog?" Phoebe growled angrily.

Percy stayed quiet for moment before his opened his glowing. "The Garden of the Hesperides, Mt. Orthrys."


A/N: Rick Riordan owns Percy Jackson.

Sorry about the the lack of update. I meant to upload yesterday but I accidentally deleted this chapter, so I had rush it, that's why its a little small. Expect to see a new chapter in a few days. As always read, review, follow, and favorite. PLEASE REVIEW! The reviews are what keep me up at night at 2 in the morning developing ideas for this fic. So please review, I really want to know what you all think. Love you all, stay safe.

'Signora': 'Lady'. So it's 'Lady Amaterasu'