Artemis POV

Aphrodite has put me in a very dangerous situation. However, I do believe that she is right, in the perception that this is the only way for me to get with Percy. Every time I start conversing with him, he immediately swerves the conversation to discuss what I did to him. It is harsh, but I know that I can't accuse him. I wronged him first, and it will take another wrong to make a right. If I can get into his tent it will work out because I know that in his tent, Percy is much more relaxed, so he may open up to me a bit and speak with me. I think he feels at home. Everywhere else, he is either moody, busy or traumatised from the previous events that have occurred. Perhaps if I could just make his mood even better, he might tolerate me talking with him and we could heighten our relationship. Now, what could possess such power that Percy would be put into a genuinely good mood.

Food…

"Thalia!" I yelled from the inside of my tent, loud enough for anyone within a mile radius to hear. Seriously, I needed to start working on quieting down my voice.

As I waited for her to come, my mind wandered to other thoughts. I was still trying to figure out why I hadn't seen Phoebe or Atlanta at all throughout today and yesterday. Undoubtedly there had to be some sort of reasonable answer to this. I don't think it's Percy. He can't even tolerate catching a glimpse of them, let alone speaking with them. I'm pretty sure that he's been excluding every single hunter. While most of them couldn't care less, I do know that it has been rough on Thalia. Percy treated her as the sister he never had, and now, she has tarnished that connection. I know Percy hates her, possibly more than he hates me. She's a very young hunter and doesn't deserve to suffer this pain, caused by other miserable people that don't understand what makes a good person.

It wasn't much longer after that I heard my tents zip opening, and Thalia entering it. I could already notice her inflamed, swollen, puffy eyes, hinting that she must've been crying mere minutes ago. When she saw me looking at this, she hastily started talking to prevent any sceptical thoughts from me, not like I already wasn't having any.

"You called me, Milady," Thalia spoke in a quiet voice, her eyes fixated on the floor. She looked pessimistic, and, being her mistress, it was my job to cheer her up.

"Tell me, Thalia," I spoke, trying to put a smile on my face, which is much more troublesome than it sounds.

"What food does Percy like?"

The second I said that Thalis froze, the gears in her brains functioning. A slow smile worked its way across her face, and her eyes carried a flicker of humour.

"Hunters!" she shouted at the top of her voice, grinning widely. "I hope one of you understands how to make the most spectacular olive and margarita pizza!"

Gosh, I hope that Percy didn't hear.

Percy POV

The second my head touches the tough, rocky pillow of my bed, my eyes drift closed. With great punishments, and greater punishments due (foreshadowing) comes a need to rest and recharge me. I don't think gods need to rest, since I'm a noob at playing him, I need to rest. After a few minutes, I hear faint whispers. I know a vision or nightmare is coming. I'm aware I'm in bed, yet I'm frozen in place. I feel myself floating, and when a dark doorway forms above me, I start to spin in the air incredibly fast. I rocket through the doorway and I'm moving through a black tunnel with my arms stuck to my sides. As black turns to blue, the whispers grow louder, repeating the same thing over and over, "join the betrayed." The blue tunnel turns to green, and green turns back to black. Then, bam I fall out of the tunnel and my feet land on hard stone.

Once I managed to stand up, I took a good look at my surroundings. It wasn't too hard for me to realise where I was. was walking down a familiar, busy road. Cars were driving up and down, and people were walking, some in a rush, others enjoying their croissant from Gregs. I was on East One Hundred and Fourth and First Avenue! Everything around me was just how I remembered it. After walking for a minute, I stopped at a familiar house. The door didn't use to be blood red, but I guess my parents had decided to change that. How long had it been since I had last been in this house? For a moment, I was simply mesmerized by this house. My house. Eventually, a voice came from my left.

"Well, are you even going to open the door, or do I have to continue staring at your stupid grin until you come to your senses, seaweed brain?"

That voice sent me crashing back to reality. The voice of my sweet love. Annabeth.

Looking sideways, I definitely saw my long lost love. The one who betrayed me for some wimp called Eddie. Her face hadn't seemed to have changed at all. It was just as beautiful as I remembered. Her blond hair was curled, just as it was when I first met her. I was taller than her now, and I remembered how she would always get irritated of having to look up to me. She also looked much more athletic than the last time I saw her. As usual, I was lost in those stormy grey eyes, just like I always used to. She seemed to hold no expression or recognition of betraying me. First, the house had mesmerised me, and now Annabeth was.

"Well? We haven't got all day!" Oh right! I'm meant to be opening the door. Smiling sheepishly, I went to the door and turned the handle. Annabeth was giving me that look every time I lost myself in my thoughts, but I could tell that she was trying not to smile. My hand twisted and the door opened, with no key strangely. I pushed the door open, but just as I did, my love closed my eyes with her hand.

"No peeking," she whispered lovingly into my air, purring at the end. It was driving me mad but in a good way!

After a while, she led me in the room and removed her hand from my eyes. Somehow, I could tell something was off. Annabeth never made me close my eyes unless it was urgent. From behind me, I heard another voice.

"Ahh, Perseus…" a different voice spoke to me. The voice of Phoebe Artemis.

Last time I checked, my house had not been a forest. Now, either it had changed to one or I had been teleported somewhere. I think the latter. The bitter cold struck me. The forest looked exactly like the one I was in right now. How ironic! Tall trees surrounding a clearing where the hunter's tents went, except that there were currently no tents. Perhaps it was my imagination, but I swear I could feel some snow landing on the tip of my tongue. I can't remember the last time I actually felt snow, after the adventure with Zoé and Artemis… which brings my mind back to this encounter I was having with Artemis.

"What is it Anna-Artemis?" I asked her. Instead of receiving a valid answer, all I got was an evil glint in her eyes, as she advanced towards me. Not again! I thought. I had just survived the previous dream and was already getting a new one.

Without batting an eyelid, she grabbed a knife and flung it at me with godly strength. Normally, this would've penetrated my head, but I was a God now, and would not back out of the fight, even if it was Artemis. As the blade approached me, I froze time, jumped into the sky and grabbed the knife midair, landing on my feet, directly in front of Artemis. There was no hesitation as I drove the knife deep into her heart. I can't live my life running away from my problems. Sometimes, you need to consult them, just like I did, no matter how hard it was for me to do so.

For a moment, Artemis looked at me, shocked that I would dare stab her with her blade. She looked at me, with a look of betrayal, but it was brief. After a few seconds, giving me a malicious smile, she grabbed the knife, twisted it, and pulled it out of her heart, without any sign of pain. I was shocked. No one could recover from a direct heart would that fast, God or not! As fast as neurones could send electronic impulses, which is pretty goddamn fast, she threw the knife again at me. Once again, I froze time around the knife grabbing it with my bare hands and preparing to throw it back into Artemis. This time, however, I would make sure that the knife would severe her body so bad that it would make Kronos's body look like a paper cut. Obviously this was a dream, but I still couldn't help but think that I was doing real damage. I would never dare do real damage to Artemis out of a dream, but currently, I guess I just needed to show her what I am capable of doing, even if it was a dream.

After grabbing the knife, I felt an immediate burning sensation running throughout my body. The knife fell straight out of my hand as I was horrified by the pain in my hand. The knife must've been cursed, stupid me. Of course, Artemis would've added some anti-male defence systems into her weapons! Artemis got up, and walked towards me, taking her time and enjoying how much agony I was in. The pain was horrible, but I felt as if my physical body that was sleeping in the tent wasn't hurt at all! That part felt normal, don't ask me how I knew. Once Artemis reached me, she gave me a kick in the back. Not too hard, but still hard enough to send me rolling down the snowy floor, stopping only when my head smashed into a tree. Ouch! In one fluid motion, she has another knife firmly in the grip of her hand and whips it over her shoulder and back down again and again, swinging it at me.

As the tip of the knife plunges into my skull, Artemis yells, "Wake up Percy! Your pizza's getting cold!"

Now I know it's been a while, but don't worry. I'm not dead yet. This chapter took me a while to write because my cousin intorduced me to a new python module called PyQt5 and now I just NEED to create a flashcard app so apologies.I've got a 3069 words chapter coming soon! Within a week!Hope this was good for you all!