Percy's POV

Well, I can't say that my morning went well considering that my sleeping bag was sent afloat in a canoe along with me in it. I was woken up by a bird pecking on my nose, then standing up only to find myself in the middle of the lake. It caught me by surprise, so I ended up falling into the water, forgetting that I could've kept myself dry.

I dragged myself back to shore, dripping wet and wondered who did it. A few huntresses walked by and giggled then high fived eachother. I guess I know the culprit now.

"Percy, where have you been? I've been looking for you all morn-" Artemis stopped short when she saw me. "Looks like someone slept with the fishes." She had a smug smile on her face, which I responded to with a scowl.

"Whatever, let's just start the training so I can start doing the housework again."

"That's the spirit." She led me into the open field used for archery practice. "Now, first things first, you have to learn to shoot an arrow." She handed me a bow and arrow. I started to hold it into shooting position, but Artemis slapped my hand. "Idiot, before you even try shooting, learn to hold it right."

"You're just the greatest person to be around you know that?" I said sarcastically. She smacked the back of my head then took out her own bow and arrow and held it in a perfect stance. It looked as though she was some warrior in a painting, ready to shoot. I tried imitating her but accidently let go of the arrow. It flew through the air to who knows where. Suddenly, an arrow was flying back at me from the same direction. Even though I tried to run it nailed me right in the butt. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I yelled as I ran around holding my bottom in pain.

"Y-you must've thrown it n-near o-one of the huntresses." Artemis stammered because she was trying hard to maintain her composure but was on the verge of rolling on the floor in a fit of laughter.

"Ah! Get it out! Why are they so frigging evil?" Artemis glowered at me.

"It's self-defense, don't call my huntresses evil! It's your gender that's the one at wrong." I pulled the arrow out and yelped in pain, good thing it wasn't too deep that would've left a mark.

"Stop with the stupid prejudice! You can't judge a whole race just because of the actions of a few. And yet I wondered why you're still single." I bit my tongue as soon as I said that. When I dared to turn around to face Artemis, all humor had left her face only to be replaced by anger.

"I'm single because I choose to be! Your kind can't be trusted. I just made you an exception since you're actually a real man." Wow, she actually straight up complimented me and didn't follow it up by an insult. See what I meant when I said women are confusing? Artemis realized what she said, but didn't say anything more about the subject. "First day of practice and you've already managed to hurt yourself. Go patch up in the infirmary."

I walked back to the camp the best that I could with the pain in my ass. Did I hurt Artemis's feelings? Does she have any? Oh what am I saying, of course she does but she chooses not to show them. I thought about going back and saying sorry but knew better of it. When Artemis calmed down I would go back or else I'd get shot somewhere else and let's just hope it won't be my jewels…

My mind was racing with all sorts of questions and answers to why Artemis thought I was a man and not really a boy anymore. The first reason that came to mind was because of the time I found and rescued her from the Titans then took the sky from her so she could fight. After that day, she stopped calling me a boy and started noticing me as a man. But how come she became sour as soon as I joined The Hunt? Probably because I'm a male and no matter how much she appreciated me she wouldn't like the fact that her father sent her to protect me and join her all-girls Hunt. What was I supposed to do?

Artemis's POV

I didn't exactly mind Percy asking why I wasn't in a relationship. I've never trusted men since I was six, so not having a husband, or even a boyfriend doesn't faze me at all. What really got to me was how I complimented him. I've said to him before that I think he's a man, but not a real man, it changed things. He knows that I don't hate him, only dislike him sometimes although I don't exactly know the reason.

I'm not supposed to let myself be open to others, especially not him but I let him know anyways that I thought good of him. Why? I don't know, probably because I saw promise and achievement in him. Unlike the whole other race of males he got to me in some way…

I shook away the thoughts and stood up when I heard Percy coming back. He isn't exactly subtle when it comes to walking through woods. I guess training for that will have to come later on.

"Do we still have to do this? I can't feel my left butt cheek." I held back a laugh. Not cracking up at his stupidity and clumsiness is nearly impossible.

"Yes, we do. Your bottom isn't needed to learn how to shoot an arrow. Now come on, let me see you hold it, and try to do it right this time." He groaned as he got into position, held up the bow, but yet again he accidently let it go. This time it shot a deer that wasn't very far away. Thank goodness it didn't kill it. I shook my head, placed a hand on my forehead and sighed. This was going to take a while.

We practiced well into the evening, but all Percy understood was that he needs to hold on to the arrow until he's ready, and to stand the right way when he's about to shoot. As we walked back into camp, a few huntresses were giggling at the bandage wrapped around the rear of his pants. He paid them no mind but had a scowl on his face.

"Ha-ha very funny. Do I still have to make dinner, I'm beat." He plopped down on a log and winced as his bottom hit the wood. "Ow!" I never knew that archery could take that much out of a person.

"Don't worry I managed to do it for you. Here ya go." Thalia said handing him a plate of grilled trout. In practically a few seconds, he inhaled the whole thing.

"Thanks. I'm going to go to bed. This time I'm putting a lock on my tent." He said getting up and glaring at a few huntresses who were watching him from the corner of their eyes with sneaky smiles. I'll have to find out what they're up to. As soon as Percy left, I looked at all the huntresses who innocently ate their food.

"Are you girls giving him a hard time?"

"Lady Artemis, we aren't exactly fond of him so using him for some pranks and entertainment is how we make him useful." Elisabeth said. She was a huntress from the middle ages who had deep blue eyes, a few freckles on her cheeks and hair tied in one long braid. I laughed a little and shook my head.

"Under other circumstances, I would allow this but Percy's different. He risked his life to save Zoë and myself. We owe him one. And even though I'm not happy about him being part of The Hunt, I appreciate that he's atleast trying and not chickening out like someone else would." The girls sighed, knowing that I was right and that they should give Percy a break, but they weren't exactly happy about it. I caved in as I saw the disappointment in their faces.

"Alright, well maybe you guys can play around with him every once in awhile but try to be somewhat more considerate." Their frowns instantly turned to grins. Well, even if they made his life miserable, he would get some new techniques learned out of the experience.

A/N: How was it? Leave a review. Wait to see what happens next to Percy, A.K.A the punching bag of The Hunt. ;)