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SoftWare: You weren't in any chapters before.

Apollo: So? Story's about me, right?

(Artemis face-palms)

SoftWare: It has nothing to do with you!

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Chapter Three

The Hunters Pay Me a Visit

Immediately after I was claimed, as Chiron put it, I was brought to Cabin Eight, the Artemis Cabin. Being the first

Artemis demigod to ever exist, I decided to try to be a little careful with everyone. What I didn't see coming was that

my mother had a gift for me when I reached the cabin and Chiron left. She handed me a pen. I looked at her like she

had three heads. "I am giving you a powerful weapon." I was still confused. "How is a pen a powerful weapon?"

She smirked, which I didn't like the looks of, and clicked the pen. Instantly, a blade popped out of the pen and it

became a double-edged sword, with a crescent moon near the handguard. I handled the sword carefully. "The blade is

of celestial moon bronze, which can only be wielded by myself, or you. I never have liked swords, but, as I am aware,

you are an aspiring swordsman. The sword's name is Melandala." Somehow, my mind translated that last word.

"Moonbeam." She nodded. "My Hunters, now that they know your lineage, are angry with me. I have told them not to

harm you, but I would keep my guard up if I were you." I nodded. "Shawn, this isn't the army. You can speak freely." I

thought that over. "First of all, why Eric?" She avoided my gaze. "I saw him escorting a drunken woman home. Other

men would have tried to kiss her, but as soon as she was in the house, he left." I decided not to comment on that.

"After that, I began to watch him, and eventually made up my mind to speak with him at least once. If only I hadn't.

That one conversation turned into a relationship, the relationship into love." "I get it. You don't have to go any further."

She nodded. "Second, I was angry with you. But now, I understand why you neglected me. Because you had to." She

nodded again. "I very much wanted to see you. My father wouldn't allow it, not because of my broken oath, but

because he felt I would neglect my duties as an Olympian." I sighed. "Not the best father in my book." Artemis looked

at me. "He has his moments." I decided not to argue. "My Hunters have agreed to speak with you, on the condition that

you keep your shirt on." I gave her that look. "Why would I take my shirt off?" "That's what I asked them, but they

insisted on that condition." I sighed. "When will they be here?" "We're here already." We glanced at them. "Got here

early." Artemis didn't look happy. "Is not one moment with my son acceptable to you?" The one who had spoken said,

"I have nothing against it. Not sure about the others, though." I groaned. This is going to be so much fun. "Okay, since

we'll have to talk, I think an exchange of names would be necessary." Some of the Hunters didn't look happy about

that, but they didn't argue. The first one started. "Lieutenant Thalia Grace, Daughter of Zues." Another one stepped

forward. "Shelby, Daughter of Hermes." "The one who threatened me with the knife, right?" "Yes." A third stepped ]

forward. "Sammy Johnson. I was just a regular mortal, not a Demigod." I had already been briefed on the fact that she

didn't differentiate between mortals and demigods. Number four out of ten stepped forward. "Destiny, Daughter of

Athena." I nodded. Number five stepped forward. "Grace, Daughter of Iris." I nodded. Number six stepped forward. She

looked to be about ten. "Liz, Daughter of Demeter." I nodded. Number seven stepped forward. "Sally,

Daughter of Poseidon." I nodded. Number eight stepped forward. This one was smiling at me. "Elizabeth, Daughter of

Aphrodite." Great. Number nine stepped forward. She smiled at me, too, but in a friendly way. "Tiffany, Daughter of

Apollo. Guess that makes us cousins." I nodded. Number ten stepped forward. "Rebecca, Daughter of Ares." I nodded.

"I'm Shawn. I'm not going to tell you my father's name, because I have NO idea where the heck he is." They looked a

little dissapointed by that. "And I don't care." That got them all to cheer up, much to my surprise. "You're not loyal to

your father?" "No! He neglected me. Why would I be?" They didn't have an answer for that, but they seemed to calm

down about me. I guess that's a good start.

A/N

Phoebe: Where am I in this?

Zoe: Don't thee remember? We are supposed to be dead.

Bianca: Yeah, Phoebe. Stop being a baby.

Phoebe: What?

SoftWare: Knock it off, all three of you. You'll all get your turns.

All three: We're sorry...

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