My breathing became ragged. Unable to process what was about to occur. Here mere presence rendered me mute, unknown for a goddess who has lived thousands of years. Sweat trickled down my neck. I am truly frightened of this mortal.

"Hello, Mrs. Jackson," I said enviously. I was unsure how to approach her. I saw her once walking with Perseus.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" sally said.

"Artemis… There is something I need to speak to you about,"

Her eyes widened. She allowed me to come in. I walked into the apartment. It was not extravagant but it was quite spacious. The small living room is not too flamboyant. Almost like my bedroom…weird. At the center, a small coffee table laid next to a couch with a two reclining chairs facing a large television. I sat down in the chairs, she did the same.

"Does it to do with Perseus, Lady Artemis?" she asked.

"Yes…" I answered.

"Did something happen to him," she said," Is it severe."

Her face slackened; her brow furrowed, eyes darting about in concern. Her eyes dimmed, Awaiting news of her precious son.

"Well… not physically per say," I said.

Damn… What am I saying? Perseus mental state in no trifle matter. I set him off. Instead of helping him, and staying by his side when he needed me, I betrayed his trust. Even if the fault is mine, he probably blames himself. It is in his nature… I know him so well.

After our first meeting, we met again after Camp Half-Blood's war games. The campers lost once again. I walked around the forest. A cool summer night, it was refreshing. The sound of a twig, resonated through the area. Percy ran in, clearly distressed. Sweat slid down his face. From behind, harpies chased after him. I scared off the harpies with some cooking recipes involving them, I turned to Perseus. He thanked me, but still a bit jumpy. We began a conversation that lasted till the morning. We continued to talk to each other when we could, especially during both wars eventually becoming close friends. I truly enjoyed his company. He gave me his burdens and he took mine. As I recalled the past, I heard a soft voice interrupting my thoughts.

"What is it?" she said," Don't keep me in suspense…tell me."

"He was…hurt deeply," I said.

"Hurt…how is he?"

What do I say? I am frightened, my hands won't stop shaking. I don't know what will happen when I tell her what occurred. I am an Olympian goddess, I should fear no mortal. But my mind betrayed me… my hands became sweaty, unable to be the room. A heavy feeling permeated the air.

"How do I say?" I looked at her. Her eyes anxious, waiting for the news of her son. "Well… it happened during the victory celebration."

"Tell me… stop stalling," she said," Something big happened, to send you, Lady Artemis." Her sharp brown, bore into my soul. A shudder traveled down my spine. My body heated up… as she.

Damn this woman. Who is she? When did I become so weak? To be incapable of speaking with a mere mortal woman, fearing her stern gaze. All I wish, is for all this to end. This pain…This anger. It breaks me every time I think of Perseus. His unemotional face, and that damn… smile, I hate it. So this is what happens when a man is truly broken. It is all my fault.

What do I say? Oh I took your son by force and now he want to kill himself. No I am not that cruel. Or am I? I still can't forget his warmth. It drives me crazy. The first time I felt it, I could not stop. My insides burned, all I felt was his heat. I indulged in it, regardless of the consequences. Due to my selfishness, Perseus is now but an empty husk. Ha…Interesting how it started with a simple prank.

"A prank by Apollo went wrong... Percy and I, got caught up in it,"

"That does not answer my question." She said, "tell me everything."

Why is she so aggressive? From what I heard from Thaila and Perseus, she was a nice person. Is it because her son is involved? Wait, I've seen a similar reaction. The hunt came across an injured wolf pup. The mother found us near her pup. She nearly attacked, forcing the hunt back. She would not back down even when I ordered her. I only wanted to heal the pup. Eventually, she allowed us tend its wounds, saving the pup's life.

So is that her son been hurt, that she became aggressive. So it might be true that mothers don't change regardless of species. I placed my hands on my stomach. I wonder, after what occurred, will I be a mother? If I were, would the child have peaceful life? Worse of all, would Perseus accept the child? He probably would but it would be as responsibility. Loyalty is his nature and fatal flaw. To have such thoughts, I am such a cruel person. Then I must accept the consequences and tell her everything regardless of what happens.

"Apollo slipped a...lust potion into our drinks, locking us in a room,"

Her eyes widened. She knew what occurred. Opening her mouth to speak but no words came out. She looked at her face, stricken with worry and shock. "Did you… make love?" she asked.

"Yes… I am no longer a maiden," I said.

"I see… How is Perseus?"

I turned my gaze. I could not stand her gaze, Sadness mixed with worry, and she frowned. It is all my fault, maybe if I never became close to Perseus, none of this would have happen. It pained me to be her, talking with his mother, the person he cares for the most. My blood froze, my body unable to do anything.

"I can't say… but he might not be in his right mind," I said.

"I see… Percy would always take things upon himself especially that fiasco with Gabe," she said," he is a sensitive boy… the death of people always seem to affect him greatly… and certain incident such as what occurred."

"Yes… he is a good man,"

Why? Why can't I tell her everything? I am such a coward. Artemis, goddess of the hunt, is afraid. My past self would look at me at disgust. Have fallen so low, I can't even speak to a mere mortal, a woman at that. My heart throbs. I am responsible for this mess but I just can't take responsibility. I am frightened of what will happen if I do. I can't do it. But I know I must speak to Perseus.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

"Yes I am… a bit shaken though," I said, "but I know it wasn't his fault."

I still cannot tell her. Fear courses through my body, binding me, unable to let me do a thing. It clouds my judgment, making me weak. Most of all, I have become such a fearful weakling. This is a waste of time. Perseus is my priority. I must leave. Sorry Amphitrite, I can't do this.

"Sorry….that I all I know," I said, "pardon me for not being able to tell you anything else but I must take my leave." I stood up, turning toward the door.

"To see Perseus," she said.

I froze, glancing back at her. She stared back at me, unwavering determination in her eyes. My body screamed for me to run but my muscles frozen stiff. Fear crept up my face, a scream stuck in my throat. I remained silent, knowing it was all I could do.

"You know… Amphitrite told me some interesting things… like the lust potion not affecting your senses, only making you aroused. So my son is broken, by your hand. What do you have to say about that…? Artemis," she said in a harsh voice.

I wanted to run away. Run from this hell.

*Done... crafty little chapter. The next update will be of Artemis POV. So breaking my method but i will make it work. i will update by next week, may be...