A/N: I am so sorry guys; I am just caught up in all this homework I am getting. It's really getting to me. Stupid high school…

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Artemis POV

"Are you telling me… that the great lady Artemis, the Goddess of the Hunt. Couldn't track down one single demigod?" The figure besides me asked in disbelief.

I growled and stabbed my knife into the table in front of me. "Shut it! He is manipulative and deceiving little boy! Just like his father!" I yelled, eyes blazing with barely controlled fury. "I knew I should have killed him right from the start."

"Hey! Calm down okay? I understand you are furious that a boy, son of the man you despised the most escape you… god this is really embarrassing, especially for a Goddess of the Hunt."

I whipped out my knife embedded in the table and held it an inch away from the figure's throat. "Not helping Apollo!"

Apollo raised his hands in surrender and flashed me one of his annoying smiles. "Hey calm down little sis! We are all friends here right?"

I narrowed my eyes and pushed my knife closer to Apollo's throat. "I'm older," I growled. Apollo gulped and nodded, eyeing the knife nervously. I smirked before sheathing my knife before turning back to the table.

I snapped my fingers and an entire map of the US spread out on to the table. "We are located here," I stabbed my knife into the location we were at on the map. "He couldn't have gone far… besides, he cannot travel under the moon or in the forests or he is in my domain."

"Sis," Apollo said from the other side of the tent. "Despite the fact his father is Orion he is still your son."

My hand began to tremble in fury. How dare he tell me that boy is my son? How dare he remind me of my mistake?

He should know… that I would never accept him as a son. The fact that he was a male was already disgusting enough. The fact that Orion was his father made everything a hundred times worse.

I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breathes to attempt to calm myself down before glaring at Apollo. "Leave," I ordered.

"C'mon sis, you know I didn't mean to-"

"Leave!" I yelled. Apollo paled before flashing out. I stood there breathing heavily as my lieutenant rushed into the tent with her bow already out. "Milady! We heard you yell! Who is causing you trouble?"

"It was… no one, it was no one Zoe. Go back to bed." Zoe eyed me skeptically before slowly exiting my tent.

Percy POV

I scowled as I watched these campers. They were happy, they were laughing, they were carefree, it was pathetic. While I had to endure emotional and physically abuse for years, these people got to enjoy life without facing the cruelty in the world. The little spars they had compared to nothing in the real world. If you made a mistake the enemy would not wait for you to correct yourself but rather take advantage of this and kill you.

I envied these demigods. Why couldn't I've been a son of Athena or a son of a son of Hephaestus? It would have been useful to think of strategies to engage anything in a moment or make anything in a few seconds. Instead I am stuck as a son of one of the biggest man haters in the world, correction, the biggest man hater in the world.

I chuckled as I saw Luke send a camper's sword flying in the air before aiming it at the kid's throat. "All right, class over!" He yelled before jogging towards me.

"You know… I am surprised to see you out of the cabin. You usually spend most of your time in there, hardly coming out for meals. If I didn't know any better I would say you were a son of Hades." Luke joked.

"At least as a son of Hades I wouldn't have to worry about the world's biggest man hater on my ass. She must be furious that I have escaped her. She acts like she can control me. That I am supposed to be her lap dog and do everything for her while coming back smiling and holding my arms out for a hug, it's so full of shit!" I spat.

"That's why I hate the gods," Luke chuckled. He pointed to a lone tree standing all by itself on top of the hill that led into camp. "See that tree over there?" I nodded. "Well that is my best friend Thalia."

I stared at Luke in disbelief.

"Your best friend is a tree?" I asked stupidly.

Luke rolled his eyes, "No she was a demigod daughter of Zeus. Her father turned her into that tree. Anyway, Thalia held back an army of monsters as we neared the camp. I didn't want to leave her but a satyr pulled me and Annabeth away from her as she sacrificed herself for us. As she lied there dying, a bolt of lightning flew down from the sky and struck Thalia, turning her into a tree. Now her life force protects this camp."

I raised an eyebrow, "Your point?" I asked confused.

Luke sighed, "My point is that the gods don't care Percy. The gods never showed us any sign until we were on the run. Even then it was small signs. Zeus sent Thalia a shield and spear and then never done anything again until Thalia was dying. My father…" I could tell Luke was entering into a touchy subject by the way he gripped his sword. "I only met my father once. When I was little, I would always hide in a closet as my mother… went into her stages. I begged for anyone to help me but nothing happened. I pleaded and prayed but received no help in return. Then I decided to leave. My mother tried everything she could to keep me there but I couldn't handle it, being there as my mother droned on and on about my fate." Luke took a deep breath as he glared at the sand pit. "One day I decided to return to my house after meeting Thalia and Annabeth. We were badly injured. Thalia had her spear and shield, Annabeth had my only knife and all I had was a lousy baseball bat." He spat. "My father never found it necessary to give me a weapon. I had salvaged that knife from a dead dracaena after bashing it's head in."

I chuckled as I imagined Luke playing Whac-A-Mole except instead of those hammers he had a baseball bat and instead of a mole, a dracaena face. Luke looked at me curiously as I sat there chuckling. "Sorry Luke, just imagining you bashing a dracaena's face in with your bat." Luke slowly grinned before starting to chuckle himself. "Yea… now that I think about it, it's kinda funny."

I shook my head and pretended to grieve. "That poor dracaena, it never stood a chance!" We both burst out laughing. "Gods Perce, I haven't laughed this hard in ages." Luke said, wiping a tear of laughter from his eye.

"You just got to loosen up Luke, you have been so uptight on these campers." Luke immediately scowled. "Yea… I have been told. People have been saying that ever since I came back from a quest from my father," Luke spat.

He gestured to a scar across his eye. "See this? My father decided to send my on a quest to steal an apple from the Garden of the Hesperides. He didn't see me worthy enough to do a quest to be recognized. Only one that has already been done. I got this scar from Ladon, stupid dragon." He muttered.

I smirked, "Don't worry, we will bring the gods done together." I held my hand out. Luke looked at my hand then back to me before smiling, "Together."

Line Break

"Focus Percy!" I scowled as I rolled under Luke's strike and attempted to slash him with my knife. But Luke leapt out of the way, just barely missing my knife before going on the offensive. I met every strike with my knife but the force behind his strikes was fast and powerful, making me step back with every strike. Until finally Luke swept down low and knocked me off my feet before leveling his sword up to my throat.

"Yield?" He asked, I nodded tiredly making Luke grin and throw out an arm to hoist me up.

"You are doing well Perce. You are excellent are archery but your close quarters combat needs some work." I shrugged, "I am more used to archery seeing as I haven't used close quarters combat a lot."

Luke nodded, "Of course, archery comes naturally to you seeing how your parent is Artemis…" Luke's voice trailed off as he met my glare. "Artemis isn't my parent, she would never fit the role of a mother to me. She was disgusted of me the minute I was born because I was a male." I spat. "She lost her privilege as a mother the moment I was born. She can stay with her cursed hunters, I don't need her in my life! When Kronos rises, I will enjoy watching her writhe in pain as she is tortured over and over. When she pleads for my help I won't give it to her. I will show her how she made me feel for all these years!"

Luke patted my back. "Soon Percy, you will have that moment soon. I promise you… the first Olympian we will torture will be Artemis. I promise." Luke said before slapping my arm. "C'mon, it's lunch, you coming?" I nodded as I followed Luke into the pavilion.

When we entered the pavilion I noticed Chiron looked surprised to see me eat for the first time I been in camp. "Jeez, I am human, I have to eat." I said noticing Chiron's look of shock. Luke chuckled before grabbing his plate and approaching the fireplace. Luke cleared his throat and tossed in a batch of grapes. "For Lord Hermes." I approached the fireplace and scraped part of my brisket into the fireplace. "For the gods…" I muttered before slumping down at the table next to Luke.

"Attention campers!" Chiron yelled as he stamped his foot against the floor. "The winter solace is tomorrow and we are planning a trip to Olympus. All campers here on that day will be required to attend the field trip due to the fact there will be no supervision here." I paled. I had nowhere to go and I'm pretty sure it would look suspicious if I disappeared the following day which would mean that I would have to attend the field trip to Olympus where Artemis would find me. "I'm gonna go," I said as I left the table only to immediately bump into a satyr, knocking us both to the floor.

"Oh my gods, I am so sorry! Are you okay? I didn't mean to knock you down!" The satyr said worryingly. I groaned but nodded my head, "Yea, I'm alright."

"Anyway, I am Grover!" The satyr said extending his hand out. "Tyler," I replied as I slowly shook his hand. Grover smiled before it slowly started to fade away, replaced by a frown. "Whose your godly parent?" He asked. I shrugged, "Undetermined."

Grover frowned, "That's strange… I smell the scent of the forest," My face paled at the thought of this satyr finding out who my godly parent was. "And I only smelled this scent from the-" Luke immediately leapt up from his seat and pointed to something in the distance. "Tyler did you see that?" Luke asked, interrupting the satyr. "C'mon, let's get a better look." He said, dragging me away from the pavilion. I looked over my shoulder to see Grover with a confused expression and Chiron with a thoughtful look; no doubt he probably eavesdropped on our little conversation.

"Thanks man," I said as we reached the beach where Luke finally let me go. "You need to be more careful around satyrs Perce. There is a reason why this camp sends out satyrs to retrieve demigods and bring them to this camp." I scowled, "Yea, but there is an even worse problem. I know now that Chiron would want to bring me to Olympus on the winter solstice. No doubt to confirm who my godly parent is. He isn't stupid." Luke nodded and sighed, "Don't worry Perce… I'll think of something."

Chiron POV

I couldn't help but think about what Grover had said. "Grover, please meet me at the Big House. The satyr nodded before dashing off to the white house. I sighed and stared at my lunch. 'It can wait' I thought before galloping to the big house.

When I reached the porch I noticed Grover nervously chewing on a tin can. "Grover relax, I just have a few questions." Grover sighed in relief and slumped down on one of the porch chairs. "Now, what were you going to say to Tyler before you were cut off?" I asked.

Grover gulped before fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "When I shook his hand, I noticed he smelled of a scent I haven't smelled in a long time, in fact for about two years now. He smelt of the forest. I raised an eyebrow. "Chiron, his scent is similar to the hunters and Lady Artemis." A dreamy look crossed over Grover's eyes as he mentioned Lady Artemis and I frowned. I have heard of the baby Artemis gave birth too. Sadly that was centuries ago. However… the baby could have been turned half-immortal.

"Grover… what did you think of Tyler?" The satyr scratched his head and frowned in thought. "He doesn't seem really sociable… well he had short answers when I asked him questions." Grover said. "He had black hair yet also silver eyes…" I sighed.

Tyler was good at archery, smelt of the forest, and had silver eyes. But I had to make sure he was a son of Artemis. I would have to monitor him as we head to Olympus. Even though Tyler was a male, hopefully Lady Artemis would accept him.

A/N: Okay that was it, and again I am soooooooooo sorry for not updating in so long. I hope this chapter was sufficient for you and I hope to update soon. Maybe next week but no promises! Now Hestia is in the lead for the pairing. Perzoe fans and Perlia fans better step up their game if they want their pairing to happen. Keep on voting and don't forget to give me suggestions on what I should do.