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Main Pairings: Percy/Olympians, Eventual Percy/Artemis
Side Pairings: Percy/Annabeth
I in no way own PJatO or HoO
Artemis remembers the first time she had gone hunting; how thrilling and exhilarating it had been tracking down that boar and how magnificent it had been to release her fingers that had toyed with the string and letting loose that silver arrow fatally wounding the creature.
It may sound dark how she relished the killing of the innocent beast, but holding that kind of power over life and death was something that really put her immortal life into perspective.
It was ever since that day that she truly loved and lusted over hunting as well as the hunt in itself. It was then that she truly felt power flowing through her veins as golden ichor flowed through her arteries pumping in and out of her heart like a loaded freeway during the peak hours in Manhattan.
The hunt was her domain, and oh how she loved the thrill of the Hunt more than anything, the anticipation that seemed to flow through her as she tracked, followed and stalked her prey. Hunting was what she prided herself on, it was what she was good at. What she was most known for.
So you can imagine her happiness when her father orders her to track down and find Percy Jackson and bring him straight to Olympus for the transition of godhood to take place. Who knew that the son of Poseidon had a certain knack for disappearing and completely going off the Gods' radar.
When she had first heard the son of Poseidon had run away after an unknown source, she bets a million drachmas it was Poseidon who told Percy of their plans to abduct and change him, she had figured the mission would last a whole two hours.
As soon as those two hours were up Artemis was close to a nervous and mental breakdown. So she recalculated and upped her efforts to catching him within 24 hours, on and on this went with her having to travel back to Olympus and report all her findings, or rather none of her findings, to her father, brother and the rest of the Olympian council who all shared a good laugh on how a demigod could outrun and manage to evade the goddess of the hunt.
Her pride itself had seemed to be mortally wounded.
That was until she returned back to her hunters with the grave news that they would once again be travelling and would have to double their efforts into finding Percy Jackson, only to find said demigod hiding behind a tree just outside their camp ground talking to one Thalia Grace, her mortal half-sister and lieutenant of the hunt.
You could just imagine the anger and betrayal that seeped from her very pores when she ordered her huntresses to set up camp again for the night.
Most of them being newly acquired, believe it or not after the giant war nymphs and demigods were eager to join Artemis' ranks. Even if the whole conundrum had occurred over a week ago she had a total of five new hunters, two of which were demigods, three nymphs and one clear sighted mortal who was turning out to be an absolutely amazing marksman.
Much to some of her older hunters annoyance.
No one argued with her all too preoccupied with the sight of a strange male being dragged by his collar towards Artemis' newly set up tent that had appeared with the flick of her hand. Thalia Grace following the goddess with an almost evenly matched pace.
Artemis all but throws the body of Percy towards the corner of her tent, with the flick of risk the demigod is shackled and chained to a metal pole that keeps the tent standing upright. Thalia winces slightly but remains standing tall in front of her leader.
"Sit." Artemis orders her lieutenant a pillow suddenly appearing beside the demigod to sit on. Thalia casts an eye towards the pillow before looking back up towards the goddess. She crosses her arms.
"I'm fine thanks." Thalia replies coolly.
Artemis stops her pacing and stares at her half-sister, it is a stare she usually reserves for her brother and Aphrodite at Council meetings. She rarely if ever uses it against a huntress instead trying to use kindness and respect to get her points across.
However it seems that Thalia is not allowing the usual mutual respect to flow through them, something that Artemis is actually quite happy about for once.
"Sit." She orders again with a shout that has Percy groan from his corner.
Thalia shoots him a worried look before looking back towards the angry goddess of the hunt, her lips tighten and her eyes grow darker. The air around the two starts to grow heavy and thick with tension. Thalia leans forward until her face is inches away from Artemis. "No."
Artemis growls in a way that is reminiscent of one of her wolves. Thalia's knees start to grow weak and she is forced down onto the ground in front of the goddess, the pillow beside her vanishes and she is left sitting on a piece of fur that provides little comfort for the daughter of Zeus. She winces.
The tent is silent with the only sound being Artemis' foot falls along the ground and the occasional sound of Percy groaning. Thalia keeps her eyes focused on a heated glare towards her patron who looks like she may be planning on murdering the two demigods in her tent. Finally she stops her impatient pacing and turns towards Thalia.
"How long has he been here?" she growls.
Thalia remains silent as she glares towards the virginal goddess. There are no words for the glare Artemis receives, words that don't go along the lines of anger and betrayal that is.
Artemis growls again and almost rushes the demigod sitting in front of her, she stands over Thalia and bends over slightly until their faces are inches apart. Thalia holds back her tongue but continues to glare up at the goddess in front of her.
"How. Long?" Artemis says with a somewhat calm voice that usually happens before she completely loses her composure and turns into a raging goddess that most myths depict her to be.
Thalia removes her glare and instead looks towards one of the fabric walls, if she concentrates hard enough she will be able to see everything going on outside.
"Thalia?" she growls again, the demigods face swings around to look at her leader .
"Why are you doing this to him?" she asks back, the glare softens slightly until it is almost a frown, just with a bit more heat than Artemis would appreciate especially from such a loyal follower.
"Doing what exactly?" Artemis replies with an unkind expression. Artemis can't remember having a confrontation like this with one of her hunters.
She usually reserves it for when they defy a direct order or try to cover up an illicit love affair with a man or even a woman. They have signed a contract after all to forsake love, Artemis couldn't ever really care less just who or what her hunters were attracted to. All she asks is that they reject the concept of love or at the very least vow to never put themselves in a position where they are to lose their virginity or to fall into the dark pit that is love.
A pit that Artemis fears she is spiralling into with every waking moment.
She shakes her head slightly and gives that darn son of Poseidon a glare, it is his fault that all this is happening, that she is both stressed and developing a terrible possessive streak that she has never really known before.
Suddenly she isn't so surprised that her and Apollo are related.
Thalia looks like she is trying to form a coherent sentence that doesn't involve the words 'bitch', 'Liar' or 'worse than Hera on a bad hair day.'
"Why are you forcing godhood onto him." she finally grounds out with a slight wince.
There is a moment Artemis doesn't know what exactly to say because if it was up to her she would also permit godhood on Thalia, one of the only hunters who has fought and survived in two major wars this past century all of which were barely a year apart. But for the moment the entire council is too focused on letting Percy get away from them.
"That is none of your concern." Artemis retorts spinning on her heel to have another look at the son of Poseidon, she needs to take him back to the council to have her honour and pride restored. But for the moment she knows she has to calm the storm that is Thalia before she does something rash and stupid.
Like storm into Olympus and demand they release her friend of face the consequences. Artemis can see at least one if not more than one god vaporising her on the spot for demanding something from an Olympian.
Thalia was too good of a friend/sister/comrade for Artemis to simply let that happen.
"Like Hades it is!" Thalia exclaims, Artemis senses her stand, but simply makes the huntresses legs start to buckle with a mere thought to stop her from attacking or doing something that could fully bring down the fabled wrath of Artemis upon her.
"Thalia." Artemis seems to grown turning towards to her friend with a frown. "You need to calm down." She says it to the girl in front of her, but Artemis is really trying to adhere to her own words and not blow up at the demigod who simply will not calm down.
Thalia makes a grumbling noise before tearing her eyes off the goddess and back onto the hessian fabric of the tent. The outside is usually covered in thick furs and pelts of animals both mythical and not, but this time it seems that while Artemis was summoning the tent to her that she must have forgotten about the little things that seem to make this tent just a little bit more Hunter like.
Artemis takes in a deep breath and rolls her eyes that her lieutenants ridiculous outburst.
'But is it so ridiculous?'
"Listen, and listen carefully Thalia Grace." Artemis says to the angry daughter of Zeus, the angry daughter of Zeus who seems to be actively trying to ignore her leader's words with every fibre of her being. "You cannot and will not, ever speak to me or any other god like that ever again." Artemis closes her eyes before slowly opening them again, her head begins to ache from the conflicting feelings that are all attempting to make a break for it and fly out of her mouth in words that would make this situation all the more stranger.
"Or what?" Thalia asks. "You will ground me?" it takes Artemis a moment to realise that the girl is taunting her, it's something that makes her almost take a step back.
"I might just." Artemis hisses gaining her composure quickly.
Thankfully this time Thalia stays silent her eyes glued to the twelve year old goddess pacing in front of her, she is well aware of the danger of the situation she has put herself in. After all she has just deliberately disobeyed a goddess, who she just so happens to have pledged her allegiance to, and to make the situation worse she has spoken back to the goddess as if she were a were a child.
She had very well signed her own death warrant.
She just hoped her judge and executioner would appeal her sentence, but the way Artemis was looking at her left little room for that hope to blossom.
There is a shifting noise in the corner, Artemis stops her pacing and throws a look towards Percy who is frowning. He is coming out of his unconscious state, somewhat slower then what the goddess had expected of the great Percy Jackson.
She looks down at her elbow in wonder. Had she hit him harder then she thought? Then again she can't really remember much past the rage that had blurred her vision and caused her body to shiver and quake.
Her original plan once noticing Percy was to simply incapacitate him without causing much physical pain, but seeing Thalia talking and laughing with him like the old friends they are something had snapped causing her to react in a way that she would attribute more towards her Roman aspect Diana.
She gives him a short broken glare and spins around towards Thalia.
"When were you going to apprehend him." she asks sitting down in front of the demigod. Thalia stays silent still watching Artemis with a heated glare.
"Apprehend?" Her voice raises slightly as a look of disbelief floods her face. "Apprehend? Seriously? He saved our lives, Hades he saved the world and you want me to 'Apprehend' him?"
Artemis raises her brows and rolls her eyes.
"I am well aware of all this." Artemis sighs; the pit of anger in her gut is slowly rising again. She doesn't want to blow up and unleash her rage on Thalia; she figures a nice long monster hunt was long overdue.
"Then why are you asking me 'When I was going to apprehend him'?" By this point the rage and irritation has returned and Artemis feels like she may just skin her favourite hunter alive if she continues on this path.
Artemis grits her teeth and closes her eyes as she tries to calm herself down.
'Think happy thoughts. Hunting a stray hell hound, stalking a Laistrygonian Giant without being caught, Apollo stuck on Olympus for eternity.'
She takes a long and deep breath before opening her eyes once more, she feels Diana in her head begging to be released and teaching this mortal a lesson. She holds her other aspect back, but Thalia can see that anger lurking in her eyes, she gulps.
"Because" Artemis starts again, her eyes flicker to different shades of silver. "They were your orders," Thalia sits back slightly leaning away from Artemis as she hisses out her answer. "Find Percy. Apprehend him. Send word to Olympus. Hand him over to the god they send." Artemis leans forward sensing Thalia's fear. "They were not difficult orders."
Thalia grits her death. "They weren't difficult." Thalia mutters back almost nervously. "But they were stupid."
That was when shit hit the metaphorical fan.
A surge of godly power that surprises even Artemis almost blows the tent down, Percy who is just gaining consciousness hits the back of his head against the poll and knocks himself out again, Thalia falls down at hits her back against the floor, a rock hidden underneath the makeshift carpet digs into her skin.
Artemis stands upright a sneer on her face as her form begins to shift and pull as Diana and Artemis fight for control.
It wasn't that Diana particularly hated Thalia, rather Diana on the rare few times she had shown herself had been far more of a disciplinarian then Artemis and would often make examples of each and every huntress when they stepped even a toe out of line.
Once she had turned a young huntress into a Jackalope because she had forgotten her duties.
No one held that over Artemis, mostly for the fact that if they did they would most likely join their comrade in some kind of small fluffy hell, plus Artemis had almost broke down in tears when she had seen what she had done to the little girl and had changed her back almost immediately and reduced her duties a simple washing up after meals.
Really that incident was no one's fault really, the girl was new and Artemis had had a rough day and had escaped camp to let off a little steam. However when she had let off that steam she seemed to ignite another burning blaze from within and had somehow come back in her Roman aspect with eyes that looked like they could penetrate Celestial Bronze.
"Thalia Grace," her voice is unwavering and almost cuts through her skin like a blade, "Not only do you question my orders." She takes a step forward and Thalia has to hold bag the nerves and the feeling in her chest telling her to scramble away from the furious goddess who looks like she is stalking a boar. "But you also have the audacity to call them stupid?!"
Thalia thinks she would be lucky to be turned into a Jackalope by this point, rather she thinks that she may just be drawn and quartered instead.
Thalia goes to open her mouth as if to mutter out an apology, but she quickly shuts it refusing to even think about apologising. Saying sorry really isn't in her vocabulary of words, Artemis knows this which is why she looks so murderess.
'If I say sorry' she thinks to herself with a half bitten lip. 'she will probably accept it almost immediately and relax.'
"By my bow, Thalia." Artemis grunts she stands in front of the goddess her eyes filled with a burning passion to hunt and kill the next creature she sees. "If the next words out of your mouth aren't an apology I may just string you up by your ears."
Thalia gulps again.
She feels as if she is stuck between a rock and a hard place and that hard place is a simple apology something that will taste foul on her tongue especially since she is apologising for disobeying an order that she wholeheartedly refuses to follow.
Artemis takes another step, her toes touching Thalia's shins. Thalia grits her teeth and look back at the sleeping form of Percy.
She doesn't understand how he can look so peaceful when Thalia feels as if she is about to be eaten whole.
"Sorry." She grumbles, her eyes not even meeting the long pale legs in front of her.
Artemis sighs and Thalia has the unfortunate luck of watching those long legs shorten as Artemis reverts back to her twelve year old form. It's a sight that creeps the Hades out of Thalia who usually makes a pointed look at anything else.
"I know this must be hard for you." Artemis grumbles moving back a little she takes a seat, a cushion appearing just underneath her.
Thalia wants to scoff, because hard for her? Yeah it's a little difficult when the all-powerful beings she has fought for are suddenly hell bent on changing her friend.
"But this is fate," she shrugs her shoulders and throws a weary gaze over her shoulder towards the passed out demigod chained to a pole in the corner of the tent. She knows what a few other goddesses would be doing to him if they were in her position but she throws that thought away instead focusing on the conundrum that has been plaguing her mind since Thalia first opened her mouth. "More importantly it's his fate." She gives a pointed look towards Thalia.
"I can't be a part of this." Thalia muses quietly.
Artemis frowns at her huntress. "Thalia." The girl in front of her looks up at her with a frown. "You know that I can't let you leave."
It's true, leaving the Hunters is one of the most difficult things a person can do. It's like ripping out a part of you in the most brutal way possible she had seen probably three hunters do it and each and every time they had regretted it almost immediately even the two who went on to start families, they had lost that little spark and had led depressing lives filled with misery.
Artemis had often wondered if the goddess Akhlys had somehow managed to curse her hunters without her knowledge.
Thalia sighs and shakes her head. "I just don't know how I am even able to deal with any of this." She makes a strangled noise her hands raised upright. "He's my friend, he doesn't deserve this."
Artemis holds her tongue, because yes, the whole point of this is that he does deserve it, he just doesn't realise it.
Thalia looks up towards her leader with a soft and sad look; Artemis would almost call it pleading if it weren't for the unsettling grin on her face. "Just let him go, please." Artemis almost face palms. She was only just making progress. "Pretend he wasn't here."
Artemis would think her 'Pleading' to be pathetic if she wasn't feeling her heartstrings get pulled along with her.
She doesn't understand how or even why she is getting so emotional all of a sudden. She takes a quick glimpse towards Percy and frowns before looking back towards Thalia. "It's too late." She shrugs. "Everyone has already seen him."
"So?" Thalia presses, Artemis can tell she is slightly irritated.
"So, what if we run into another god? Someone may let slip that they saw him within the camp." Thalia frowns, Artemis has a point even though they rarely if ever run into another god there is still the chance that they might. Or even run into a friendly nymph or naiad that would then let it slip to a certain womanising god.
This ironically was at least half the gods on the Olympian council.
Plus they would have seen a fuming angry Artemis dragging an unconscious teenage boy into her tent like a Neanderthal. While the Hunters would throw that off as nothing the Olympians however would begin to question her motives, despite the fact that she was by far the most virtuous out of all of them, especially now that Lady Hestia was not technically an Olympian.
Percy makes a groaning noise in the background, Thalia looks towards the demigod with a worried look. Artemis frowns and clicks her fingers, Percy grows silent again.
"Don-"
Artemis throws up her hand suddenly silencing Thalia. She feels something, something off in the air like everything feels warmer and…brighter?
"Arty!"
Artemis groans loudly and slaps her cheek with an audible 'Whack' that has Thalia flinch yet again. Except this time it is more from the surprise of her leader slapping herself and not from the sheer presence of the world's most irritating god that was sure to grace them soon.
Thalia throws a cautious look towards Percy who has fallen silent; his body however trembles slightly like Mr D when someone wafts a bottle of Merlot under his nose.
Artemis sighs once more and bites her lip also throwing a look towards the son of Poseidon before looking back at Thalia with a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry Thalia."
Thalia looks back at her leader with a disgruntled look.
"Arty! Where are you?" A voice calls from outside the tent, there are a few hushed murmurs and groans from the huntresses outside, Thalia can't help but agree with them.
"Please Artemis." She hisses she can practically feel Apollo's presence at the entrance of the tent.
Artemis peels her eyes off the tent entrance and glances back at Thalia. "There is nothing I can do now."
Thalia leans forward and frowns. "Then hide him."
Artemis opens her mouth to reply but just as she does the tent flaps open and the sun streams in, in the form of a teenage man with beautiful blonde hair and a radiant smile that could put any celebrity to absolute horror and shame, Thalia use to think he was hot. But after the whole debacle of a runaway demigod who just so happens to be passed out in the corner.
She is already fast losing any respect in her mentor and leader.
Well if she had any respect for her left at the moment.
"Hide who?" the god question as he carefully strolls in the room, a carefree demeanour radiates off him and Thalia for a moment feels completely at ease, as if everything will suddenly work out well.
The atmosphere suddenly shifts in .5 of a second.
"Brother, I-" Apollo throws a hand up into the air silencing his older sister. His eyes glued to the corner of the room with a slack jawed expression.
Artemis and Thalia don't really need to follow his gaze to know just why he is so shocked and surprised.
"I knew I saw him!" he crows suddenly, the air lightens once more. Thalia is a little surprised that the god doesn't leap into the air in sheer joy and exuberance. "The sun as my witness I knew it." He fist pumps as he rushes towards his sister.
Artemis has just enough time to stand before he tramples her.
"By my bow Apollo!" she scolds as she is lifted into the air, her head scraps upon the roof of her tent, messing up her perfect braid. "If you don't put me down, I swear to Hades that I will-"
But Apollo doesn't listen to his twin because he is far too caught up in his joy.
For Apollo, bringing the wandering son of Poseidon to his father Zeus would get him back on good footing with the all-powerful slightly bi polar god.
He puts his sister down onto the ground shocking and jarring the smaller goddess who is too lost for words to even articulate what is happening. She has only seen Apollo this happy and a number of occasions, twelve if she remembers correctly. She supposes this must be unlucky thirteen.
Apollos strong grip remains on her shoulders a bright smile as he looks towards the corner. Artemis realises why her brother has the 'Best smile on Olympus' quite suddenly, she frowns and tries to pry his hands off her.
While Apollo is the youngest he is a lot stronger then herself and that has nothing to do with their gender either, rather she can't really explain why Apollo is stronger than her, but she figures it might have something to do with the amount of worship he gets what with being a god of the sun and the oracle, well and the fact that he has the most demigod children of any god, even out numbering her own hunters.
'Is he really using what strength he has left? Or are you just going easy on him?' Artemis dispels that thought with a worried frown.
Artemis had called him a giant man-whore on countless occasions. Apollo just smiles, shrugs his shoulders and completely agrees every time. But not after telling his sister just how much the 'Ladies love him.'
She wonders just how two polar opposites could even be related, let alone twins.
"Arty!" he screeches in her face, Artemis groans and turns her head the other way to avoid the spit that flies from his mouth. "Sister." He cries again shaking him one more time. Just for good measure. "Do you know what this means?" he shifts again and his glasses shift down the bridge of his nose she only just takes in his eyes before they almost magically slide back up to meet his face.
Only Apollo would wear sunglasses for aesthetic purposes on a cloudy day like today.
"It means" She grits with a snarl aimed directly at the god in front of her. "That you will release your hands from my shoulders."
Apollo's smile widens and if she could see his eyes she would swear that they would be sparkling with mischief like their friend Hermes.
But she doesn't so it is all just speculation at this point.
"No." he shakes his head, his hair flops to the side. She realises with a self-satisfied smile that he hasn't put his usual amount of hair gel into his hair. "It means that father will no longer be angry with me." He practically jumps then.
Artemis grimaces slightly, Apollo's punishment had only just been handed out. It was safe to say that she didn't agree with the harsh punishment that her twin received, but none the less someone needed to be blamed and blaming Apollo was easier than blaming himself, at least that was the logic that Athena had said their father used.
She was better at figuring people out then Artemis was, and Zeus and Athena were essentially cut from the same cloth. If Athena wasn't so loyal and Zeus wasn't so trustworthy of Athena then Artemis is pretty sure the two would be enemies. After all that was why Zeus ate Metis.
He couldn't have a son that could so easily plot to destroy him, could he?
Artemis and Athena had both wondered what it would be like if the goddess of wisdom's unborn brother had been born, would he have been like Athena? Strong, wise and controlled? Or would he have been her opposite, like Artemis and Apollo?
She doesn't really know but she knows the world would be a completely different mess if he was born, for one they would have another enemy that would have thirsted for revenge and for their blood.
She shivers involuntarily.
An angry Zeus on your tail would be ill advised by all of them. Especially Poseidon, Hera and her twin Apollo. He had once before caught the bad end of their fathers wrath, he wasn't the same for a millennia after that, neither was Poseidon.
Maybe that was why Apollo was so invested in the search for the son of Poseidon.
"He will sing my praise sister." He releases her with a grand gesture and looks back at the son of Poseidon, a softer more genuine smile suddenly appears on his features. He looks back at a disdainful Artemis who is looking at Thalia with a concerned look, she keeps her twin in her peripherals in case he suddenly attacks her with another hug.
"Thalia." Artemis addresses quietly trying to find her composure. "Can you please give us some privacy?"
Thalia opens her mouth annoyance and aggression written all over her face, but is quickly silenced by a look of warning from Artemis and a wink from Apollo. She leaves the tent quickly and quietly taking one last look at the demigod chained in the corner.
She hopes he finds some way to get out of this.
Both gods watch her leave before turning back to each other. Apollo with a wide smile that makes him look almost wolfish and Artemis with a frown that makes her look like a petulant child.
"Can you believe it sis?" he questions watching the goddess grow to what an average 17 year old girl would look like. She does so to reduce the chances of her brother picking her up again. "A week." He laughs walking past her, she turns and watches him, "and entire week. And we finally have him." he laughs again before squatting down in front of the demigod he flicks the young man's cheeks with a finger before turning back around to his sister. "Looks like you finally found your reputation again."
Artemis smiles tightly at her brother and folds her arms around her chest. "Brother, I know that we have a lot riding on this-"
"Damn straight we do." Suddenly Apollo is on his feet and walking wards his sister, she can see his raised eyebrows over his sunglasses and frowns. "We pretty well have our positions on the council sitting on this."
Artemis sighs, because no they don't have their status of 'Olympian god' sitting on this, her brother is just being his usual dramatic self. What they do have riding on this is the respect of the council, something that is very important when you need to ask for favours from deities.
Artemis bites the side of her lip and frowns, her silver eyes watching the son of Poseidon as he stirs. She knows he will wake up soon, so does Apollo going by the glance he gives the man before turning his full attention back towards his doubting sister.
"I just don't think, just-" she sighs and frowns at nothing, she is suddenly tempted to kick something. "I don't know."
Apollo sighs and removes his glasses, he rubs his eyes with the other hand and holds the designer sunglasses by his side with the other. He looks up and Artemis almost gasps in shock from what she sees.
Apollo looks like, for lack of a better word, shit. His usual bright eyes now look dimmed as if he has been plagued by demons and the circles under his eyes make it look like he hasn't slept in weeks.
She wonders just how much of a toll his punishment has taken from him.
"No." he groans shaking his head. "You do know." He sighs again and Artemis wonders if he may break at any moment. He looks back at Artemis frowning. "We all know." He sighs once more placing a hand on her cheek. "It's wrong, we all know that." He smiles self depreciatingly and shakes his head. "We just won't admit it." He shrugs with a pout and Artemis suddenly feels like the younger sibling. "But we have to do-
"What we have to do." Artemis continues with a shrug.
He plasters a fake smile on his face suddenly, one that Artemis finally notices for what it is and throws the sunglasses on. Hiding all traces of the anxious and weak god that he had just shown to her. "Then let's take this exotic creature back home and get on with the show."
She smiles a little and straightens her back, as if in an attempt to brush off the worry from her weary frame. It is harder said than done, she suddenly respects her brother for his almost always cheery demeanour, one that he tries so hard to project to everyone else.
Only she knows what he is really like on the inside, she wonders what all the others would say if they learnt all about her brother's self-doubt. A god who projects himself as the best looking and yet is still unable to find someone that he can connect with a settle down with, well at least settle down by god standards, not human ones.
You would be surprised at how different those standards are.
"Just remember" Apollo says suddenly, his voice is careful and controlled, Artemis raises a brow. "That if this doesn't work out. I will find another way to get out of this punishment."
Artemis smiles tightly at her brother, her mind works furiously to dry and understand what he is talking about, surely taking Percy Jackson to Olympus and to their father would get him away from his punishment, she had been there when Zeus had given him the incentive, Hades he had also given the same incentive to her.
"What-"
She is interrupted by a shout as the son of Poseidon suddenly opens his eyes, he stares at the two gods in shock and confusion almost looking like a deer caught in head lights.
"Ah," Apollo sighs kneeling down beside the almost catatonic demigod. "Mr Jackson, I see you are finally awake."
So I hope you all enjoyed.
a1993: hahaha sorry about that ;)
StarOfFeanor: Thank you. I'm trying to stay away from as many stereotypes as I can with this fic, which I admit will be hard but hey I'm trying.
dogbiscuit1967: Hhahahaha I'm glad you are getting that into this story, but I really can't give away too much information because I really don't want to spoil this story too much. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing and as to Annabeth, I want this story to be different from the usual Annabeth cheats on Percy thing because I really don't like those types of stories, and I secretly love Annabeth so I'm always trying to picture her in the best light. hope you enjoyed this chapter.
HeyStardust: Yeah I too find it annoying how they have Percy being the god of hundreds of things, I'm trying to narrow my list down to two, which is proving to be difficult but I don't want him to be way too powerful. So don't worry he won't be over powered. Thank you for reviewing and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Fallen Angel Of Olympus: Nah I think I have copied Felicity Dreams fic enough with this fic hahaha as well as xDarion'sKeeperx's stories, 'Adrenaline' and 'Rise', so I'm going to stray as far from them now as I can to separate my work from both of their amazing stories. Percy in this fic will be for lack of a better word emotional, so sometimes he will be the lovely nice Percy I often portray and the rest he will be his dark and vengeful self. I will try to make Percy more emotional and guilty about all this, because he probably should be in a massive state of remorse and irritation at the gods then what I am writing him as.
Thank you so much for reviewing as well as posting all of the things the Olympians are gods of its really helpful for me to decide what to have Percy the god of. Hope you enjoy this chapter. :)
MassDragonBornEffect: Thank you so much, your review has made my shitty day amazing and I really appreciate it. :D
monkeybaby: Well I do like to keep you all guessing.
Guest: Thank you so much for reviewing this story, I really appreciate all the support. Sadly it will be a while till Percy becomes a god because I'm going to have him 'Run into' a group of people that will really help him out and such, but that is also a few chapters away. I like the idea of space and such, but I kind of don't want to make Percy a really powerful god, yet at least, I want to make him work for things in this fic and not have them handed to him. As for the Olympian thing that won't really happen outright (if it does) because I want to make Percy do something more for that title. But I really love your suggestions and urge you to keep them up because they are just brilliant.
Ginocide02: Mwa ha ha. Anyway sorry about the cliff hanger. (not really but meh) Hopefully this chapter ends some of your misery. Thank you for reviewing and reading and I will be sure to add some of what you said into a chapter.
fantasybeliever: Wow. Thank you so much. I really hope this chapter has lived up to your expectations.
Shade: You guessed it mate, thank you so much for reviewing and I really hope you enjoyed the chapter.