"Why did you put a block on the boys memories, Apollo?" Artemis curiously asked.

"The strain of all the pain both mentally and physically is too much for the kid to handle at that age. When he is 16 or deemed mentally capable to handle the strain, I will remove it. I've planted memories of the hunt finding him exhausted and destroying a cyclops that was chasing him. Now I need to know everything you do about him so I can come up with a more permanent solution to this spontaneous combustion thing, baby sis."

"Firstly, I AM OLDER APOLLO. GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL. Secondly, I know less than you do. The fates came to me in a vision and ordered me to train him in his powers. He's also supposed to play a big part in the upcoming war."

"War? That is... troubling news. My oracle hasn't given any prophecies lately and I haven't had any visions of a major war like I usually would. Have you told father of the boy yet?"

"Of course not, Apollo. He is paranoid to say at the least and would destroy the boy because of his power. He also refuses to believe that war is coming. Have you felt the shift in power? Something old and evil is rising and we're not as powerful as we used to be." Artemis said with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

"I'll consult my oracle about this, goodbye Artemis." Apollo said then teleported away.

"Now what do we do with you," Artemis mused, turning to the sleeping Percy.

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"Milady, he's waking up," said Atlanta, the hunt's best medic.

"Thank you, your dismissed," she bowed then left.

"Where am I?" asked a distraught Percy.

"Your in my camp. My name is Artemis."

"Like the Greek goddess? That's a pretty cool name. Mine's Perseus, but you can call me Percy."

"No, I AM the goddess. What do you know about Greek mythology?" Artemis inquired.

"My father was a professor of in at some important school and used to tell me stores before he-" Percy started, but his voice becoming distraught at the painful memories.

"Well that's good, those myths are real and you're the son of a goddess. Aphrodite, to be specific."

"Why wasn't she there to help me and my Dad when we were attacked by the one-eyed freak? I hate her and I hope I never see her," he said with rage building in his voice.

"Hush boy, gods and goddesses are forbidden from interfering in the lives of their children by ancient laws set by the fates themselves."

"But-,"

"Enough. We will start your training immediately. Go gather as many sturdy sticks and leaves as you can and bring them here. There is only 5 hours of daylight left and you have to make a shelter for the night."

Perch trudged off into the woods when all of a sudden a bright flash appeared and when it faded a black tent was there with a note. "Dear Percy, I know you are probably mad at me but take this tent to help the dear Arty's training. It's enchanted to be bigger on the inside on the inside like her hunters'.

"Might as well use it," Percy thought.

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"Boy, have you- oh," Artemis began, "Where did you get this tent?"

"It was a gift from my mother," he said with a tinge of bitterness in his voice.

"Well since there's still some daylight left you have the rest of the night off. We start your training at dawn. Meet me at the armory, that's the biggest tent next to mine."

"Goodnight ma'am," Percy shouted to her retreating form.

"Whatever boy."

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"Okay girl go hunting for breakfast. I will be training the boy," Artemis said, "Has anyone seen him?"

"I believe the boy is still asleep, milady," replied a daughter of Athena.

"Thank you Shelby, I'll handle him. Dismissed." Artemis then proceeded to go to his distant tent and look at the sleeping Percy, "WAKE UP, YOU SLEPT IN!" she screamed loudly.

"Woah, wha-" Percy began but was stopped quickly by falling out of the bed and hitting his nose against the ground. "Ouch."

"As punishment you will be sharpening arrows later this afternoon. Now come, let's find you a suitable weapon," they then departed to the armory. When they entered the tent Percy couldn't believe the rows of weapons racks holding mostly bows, hunting knives, and quivers full of arrows could be in one small tent. "I'll find a bow suitable for you size while you pick out a weapon to use during close quarters combat. Go," Artemis ordered.

Percy went through feeling the different weapons but was struggling finding one that suited him. Daggers and knives seemed too unreliable on their own and spears were far too heavy towards the end for him to hold up. He even went as far as to try a pair of titanium chains that were used mainly for decorative purposes. Finally, he made it to the back where a single blade stood in it's own rack, covered in dust. It had a basic leather hilt with a black blade. What made it really special was the silver lines intricately running through it like veins. He gripped the hilt and was suddenly hit with a wave of fatigue.

"Percy, it's your mother sweety," rang out a voice in his head, "this blade was forged as a joint project between Thanatos and Hephaestus for Artemis. It is made from stygian ice and lunar silver from Selene's essence itself. When Thanatos blessed the blade it made it to where it could siphon energy from anyone who the blade cut and give it to the wielder. Something went wrong though and the blade started draining energy from it's user too. This powered the blade but left the wielder too vulnerable to attack. If given enough power the blade would preform how it was intended but Artemis labeled it a lost cause and threw it away. Use it wisely, son," then the presence left. As he held the blade he began to glow and the burning sensation returned, with much less intensity than before. This caught Artemis' attention and she watched as the boy stood up and seemed to wield the blade unaffected by it's curse.

"How are you doing that boy? My strongest hunter can only wield that sword for a couple of minutes before passing out from exhaustion. Never mind, go put it in your tent. It'll be some time before you can wield it so hurry back and we'll work on your archery.

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"You have to be the worst archer in this millennia. How did you manage to hit a honeycomb 30 feet behind you. We'll put that on hold for now. Since you want to learn sword play here's something a little bit more suitable for your size." She then handed Percy a plain silver xiphos. "We'll start off with you attacking me so I can see what needs to be worked on the most.

"This is so cool," Percy thought as he gripped his sword. "I'm totally gonna win this." Percy started things off with a quick slash towards Artemis' feet.

"Your slashes are quick but lack power and discipline. Pick your attacks carefully instead of wildly swinging, and put as much force as you can muster without losing your balance," Artemis taught. "Now let's see what your defense is like. The most important part of a battle is surviving long enough to pick a weakness in your opponent or let reinforcements arrive, don't let my attacks hit you or you will be hurt. It's as simple as that." Artemis then began to launch a slow series of strikes at the boy. "Your not using a shield boy, use your sword to deflect or parry the strikes away from yourself. Blocking takes more energy and you can be easily overwhelmed by a stronger opponent." She then threw a harder strike that Percy easily deflected away from himself. "At least your a quick learner boy. That's enough sparring for now. I want you to do 20 laps around camp to work on your endurance. After that I want you to do 200 sit-ups and 100 pushups. You'll do this six days a week until you are old enough and strong enough to train with your own sword. Oh and boy, don't forget to sharpen the arrows before tomorrow," she said with a cat-like grin.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Percy though.

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