A/N- Please read the note at the end, it contains some important information.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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"Stay still, Percy, and maybe it won't hurt so much!" Atalanta complained as she was stitching up a laceration on Percy's arm. The fight with the Drakon had not left him unharmed, the beast had tried to throw him off and one of the sharp horns had burrowed into his arm.

"Where is Artemis?" He asked, trying to distract himself from Atalanta's delicate impaling of his skin.

"Lady Artemis is upstairs getting ready."

"For what?"

"Who knows, you should go check on her after you are stitched up."

Alissa, Phoebe, Natalie and Grace were all in the kitchen baking a cake. The hunters told him that after every battle they lose a huntress while they are in Rome, they bake a cake and eat it in memory of their fallen sisters. Today they were making a chocolate cake, double decker, for the two chocolate haired huntresses that died today. A buttercream frosting for the fair skinned, blonde Senior hunter that died as well.

"How did she die?" Percy asked, looking over to the white casket lying in the middle of the room.

"She died when they breached the walls, she was killed almost instantly by the blast. She had been helping a few of the campers with their stance, they had all been killed, like I said, almost instantly when the blast hit.

"Did you know her well? Lauren, I mean."

"Yes, I knew her well, her and Alissa were very good friends. She saved Alissa's life once and ended up in my care for almost a week for it. She jumped in front of a crossbow bolt for Alissa, I don't think I have ever been more impressed with anyone's fight against death, she held on for so long in critical condition... but she made it."

"That is an inspiring story-"

"She was one of my best friends, I loved her more than you could ever know, and now she is gone." Alissa said, on the verge of tears.

"We will cherish her memory," he said and the two huntresses smiled.

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Artemis lay on her stomach on hers' and Percy's bed, her cleanly shaven bare legs kicking back and forth above her. She was facing her pillow, a book resting on it propped open as she rested her head in her hands. She was in a very prominent position to show off her ass and the curvature of her back. She was wearing the blue lace lingerie that Aphrodite had given her for Percy's Birthday. She knew how sexy she looked and she fully intended for him to want nothing more than to ravage her when he comes into their bedroom. She can't remember where she heard it, but she remembered someone once saying that a man's favorite thing after a fight is a woman. It would be the first time that Percy has ever taken her twice in one day, but she was sure that he was about to.

Artemis may not be her sister, but she did still like to read every once in a while. Sometimes she would read before she went to bed, often she did, but lately she has not gotten to because her ritual before going to bed lately has been getting railed. She was reading a book of erotica, believe it or not, sometimes she likes to read erotica before a long session with Percy to get herself in the mood. This book was about blowjobs, women giving them and how to do it right. One thing she needed to start learning how to do was suck him off properly. Percy had already threatened to make her take his cock down her throat daily until she learned, once, and Percy never made idle threats. Aphrodite had offered to show her, not just teach, but show her how to please him. She, of course, had respectfully declined the outrageous and audacious idea of a threesome that she had proposed.

I wonder how he'll take me today, for the second time, she wondered, he made sweet love to me this morning so does that mean he'll... he'll fuck me hard this time?

Her eyes became a darker shade of silver as she thought of him taking her hard, she always loved when he showed complete dominance over her and took her hard like she knows he loves to. Ever since Percy's Birthday she had become completely submissive, letting Percy have her to his heart's content. Sometimes he makes love to her, sometimes he takes her hard to his heart's content. She loves him, and knows just how much Percy deserves for her to submit to him. Everything he has done for Olympus, and more close to home, for her. He is so good to her, he treats her so well, and so she does her best to treat him to the sweetest pleasure and return the love he shows her. She wasn't doing a very good job of that though, he has still taken her to Elysium with his tongue far more times than she has taken it down her throat. She does let him always have his way with her though, she always is completely submissive, and he doesn't have to work very hard if at all to seduce her. She loves to just reflect and think about all the different sexual details of their relationship. She knows that he really REALLY enjoys her when he does take her, Artemis is into anything and her pussy has the most unfathomable tightness... she is just as tight as the day he took her virginity, she is a goddess so she never gets any loser and she will be this tight forever, for eternity; however, that doesn't mean that she doesn't want to get really good at sucking him off too. She has a really tight throat but little skill with her tongue, she wants to make him see stars which is why she is reading the book.

She looked over at the clock and sighed, Percy was taking a lot longer than she thought he would have... She had given Atalanta a few ques to say to him to maybe encourage him to come find her upstairs, the poor innocent huntress had blushed so deeply when she realized why Artemis was asking her to say what she did. Sometimes Artemis has wondered whether or not Atalanta had been so quick to accept her losing her virginity because she accepted it, or because she was just happy to see Percy get to enjoy some premium pussy. Percy, Alissa and Phoebe were like family to Atalanta, she would do anything for them, lay down her life for them and she certainly is happy to see them prosper.

But anyways, she was starting to get worried that they would not have the time to mate like she has planned... They really had to go to Olympus and call a meeting to discuss the attack on the roman camp. But first she wanted to give him the luxury of getting to take her, he fought well and he fought bravely, so she would reward him for it.

Suddenly she heard someone climbing the stairs and she instantly froze, she started to close the book but decided against it. She wanted to act, and it would add to the scene. It did its duty getting her excited with all its sexy stories of women choking on their lovers cock, and the step by step processes on how to join them... It was pretty hot if she had to offer her opinion, Aphrodite had refused to let her leave until she went through her library... And Artemis is not joking at ALL when she tells that Aphrodite's book shelf is far more erotic than her artwork.

She wasn't only excited because of the book, she was excited because this was the first time she ever really lied herself out as a sweet snack. Sure on his birthday she all but danced for him in this sinful lingerie, but now she was lying on the bed in the same lingerie for him... waiting for him.

"Arty?"

"Right here, Percy..." She cooed, dragging out the last pronunciations of Percy's name to make it sexy.

He didn't respond, which was to be expected... But she did hear him stop at the doorway momentarily and close it and lock it. She pursed her lips in anticipation, there was something about hearing the bolt lock that made her so wet...

"Wow," he said, absolutely stunned at how beautiful and sexy she looked. Her auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders and glowed in the light of the moon. She had an hourglass form and her back shone brightly in the moonlight coming in from the windows, she's ethereal.

After having to fight all morning long, and then have to socialize with the hunters, and then have to endure Atalanta's shaky-from-the-fight hands digging that stitch through his skin he sure as hell wants to have some fun. She didn't remember where she heard it, but she remembered someone saying, "the best thing after a fight is a woman."

He walked up to her and ran his hand down her back and over her perfect ass, she let out a little sigh at the attention and wiggled her ass for him to add to the satisfaction. When Percy was feeling her up there is always a good chance he brings his hand down on her ass, but he didn't this time. Maybe he likes to first admire her without the hand-prints before he adds them later. Don't take it the wrong way either, she loved the spanking and he knew it.

"Roll over," he told her, and there was absolutely no room for disobedience in his voice. He was so commanding with her, ever since she let him take her all night long on his birthday he had been completely dominant with her, and she loved it... She would not have it any other way, he was so good to her, so there was no reason to not let him have his dominant way with her.

She obeyed, she rolled over and put her hands above her head to give him the best view of her curvy form in the moonlight. It was dark outside now, it was late at night and the moonlight shone brightly through the moon viewer that was right above their bed and all the windows that brought in the moonlight as well, of course she had many windows to bring it in, she is the moon goddess. She never would have thought a year ago that she would be in this position, but now? Now she loved it, now she would not have it any other way. She loved Percy, and she loved being her to please him, their love is intense and when they have fun it is just as intense... Most of the time, at least.

"Wow," he said again and he pulled his shirt over his head, he then climbed on the bed over her and put hands under her breasts and she moaned. He leaned in to kiss her and she gladly met him in a passionate kiss, she had obviously bee prepared to entertain him... But she also applied the lip balm before he came, her lips were soft and smooth, and of course, he noticed. He didn't say anything though, just kissed her more, they made out very often, and have the entire time they have been together. It's just that now she encouraged him to be greedy with his hands, instead of telling him off for it.

"Your lips are so soft," he commented, and moved his own lips down to miss her neck. She let out the sexiest of moans and commented, "I could put them to use, if you would like." She said it in a sexy whisper and bit his ear to enhance the sexiness of the suggestion. It was an offer any man would have immediately accepted, but he still found himself saying, "Not right now."

She frowned, that was not a boost to her self-esteem. She knew she was bad, but she figured he at least enjoyed it enough to want her to do it, but he told her he basically didn't want it. He didn't know they were pressed for time, so he just declined her offer.

"Don't take it the wrong way, I just don't want to do anything but take you." He said, completely honest. Several months ago she probably would have been offended, claiming that all he did was sexualize her... but now? Oh she smiled and kissed his neck, inviting him to do just that.

He smiled, and leaned down to kiss her again. They made out and then he moved down to her jawline, and then her neck to elicit a hot moan from her lips. She loves his lips on her, the attention. She didn't say anything, she usually didn't, other than things like "yes" or "harder," or "right there!" She was usually perfectly content and happy to go along and see what he would do to her. It's quite fun for her to fall deep into the suspense and anticipation that comes before he has his way with her. She usually never asks him to be gentle, although she may once in a while, but she likes to have the surprise of gentle or rough, whichever he chooses.

He continued down to the tops of her breasts which were very VERY well shaped and exposed contained in the thin, lacy blue fabric of her lingerie. He immediately gave her a nice bite on the top of her right breast and she gasped and let out a sexy moan. She loved for him to give her love bites, especially when he did it on sensitive spots, like the pulse point of her neck, the tops of her breasts, insides of her thighs... She has slowly started to learn that she very much enjoys the pain with the pleasure. Biting, spanking, and especially when he pulls her hair. He pulled her hair the other day in the bath and she instantly got super turned on. He had immediately noted her response and was excited to add that to his list of methods to get her in the mood.

"Perrrrrrcy... If you won't let me please you, don't tease me. fuck me!"

He gave her breasts one last gentle squeeze and then sat up onto his knees above her. She was so gorgeous, and he couldn't help but take the guilty pleasure of admiring her curves before he spoke.

"Stand up, Arty, I'm going to fuck you against the bed this time."

She smiled and immediately obeyed, this was going to be fun. She has come a long way from the lovemaking that they shared the night she lost her virginity...

She got up off the bed and walked to the head of the bed where she put her hands on the railing, popping herself and waiting for him. He followed her and positioned himself directly behind her. He shed his pants so that he was just in his boxers and rubbed his rock hard cock against her ass. She moaned loudly and he ran his hand up her sides and then back down, he pulled her hair back from her face and then he brought his hands down to the clasp of her bra. Her breath caught in her throat and she briefly turned her head around to look at him. She knew that he wouldn't ask for her approval, but she had to meet his eyes so that he would know just how much she wanted this. She turned her head back around and he swiftly unclasped her bra and she moved her arms so that it would fall down and off of her quickly and smoothly leaving her entire back bare to him. She had no scars, she chose not to keep them because even though she had, the word had is very key here, had been a virgin goddess... Even she could admit that it was far more useful to be pretty around Olympus than it was to show off her scars. But now? Of course she had a good reason to not keep any of them, her smooth skin was a huge turn on for him, and he loved it. She had honestly thought that he would have preferred her with the scars because that it would have given her an exotic appeal, but apparently he didn't, so she didn't judge.

He brought his hands back up to her hair and pulled it back so that he could kiss her neck. He leaned in and just as his lips touched the sweet sweet fair skin of his lover a crack of thunder lit up their bedroom.

Artemis immediately sighed in deep contempt and Percy growled in a low husky voice. He was starting to get pissed off with how often her status as an Olympian and Goddess of the hunt interrupted their lovemaking sessions. This time he did let go of her hair with a sharp tug and she yelped, but it was a yelp of pleasure and then she let out a hot moan, she was such a slut for him pulling her hair. It was meant to show her his displeasure and frustration with her at being interrupted once again, and it certainly did, it was probably meant to punish her as well... But not with pain, and he knew it before he even did it that it would just make her even more horny.

He bent down and picked up the bra that he had just taken off her and then tossed it to her without even looking back. He wasn't going to tease himself more by admiring her nude breasts. He walked over to the shirt that he had shed in anticipation of actually getting to have some fun with her... and put it on.

"Perc-"

"I am going to start punishing you for every time your hunters, or the council meetings interrupt our fun." He announced, and turned around to look her in the eyes, which hers went wide.

"W-w-what will that entail?" She said hesitantly, acting the part of a worried girl when she really was thinking that that sounded really hot. All in all he has a really good reason to be so furious when they get interrupted, she was the reason that he was still alive, he lived for her... All he wanted to was to get to relax and enjoy the mind numbing pleasure that she offers, and now he couldn't.

Against his better judgment he walked over to her and brought his hands up to cup her breasts again, he says cup, but really it is more like a cover because she does have very nicely sized and shaped breasts. She is quite nice to admire in her revealing, lace lingerie. He leaned in and whispered right into her ear, "I am going to spank you so hard your ass will be the same shade as your hair." He said it slow too, dragging it out and emphasizing the words "so hard" and "hair" to make sure she fully understood what he was telling her.

She let out a long moan, which must have been among the last things that he would have appreciated her doing right as they were about to leave, especially since his ear was right there.

"Wow-"

"Hush." He told her sternly, and she promptly shut up. He then kissed her neck and moved to her other ear, this one he nipped at before he spoke to her in that deep husky tone of his. "Now you're going to be a good girl, and when we get back from the meeting I am going to fuck you harder than I have ever before."

She has dreaded meetings before... But this one hadn't even started yet, and she already wished it was over.

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Nyx never had liked Olympus, it was repulsive to her, filthy and disgusting... Nymphs and servant girls everywhere, the whole place was a sexual fantasy to male gods. Whenever she has come here she immediately would get looks from every hungry male eye there was, the scandalous way she dressed and the midnight sky reflecting hair made her look exotic. Then, of course, there is the other portion of them that think she is some devil. With her entirely black everything, the midnight sky reflecting locks swaying without a breeze, and her pure jet-black eyes making people feel fear... and then, of course, her long sharp nails that made her looks like some sort of Vampire out of a video game even though they were not even that long... She was gorgeous, of course, but it was also easy to see how she was terrifying as well.

When she came here today it had been with great reluctance; she never comes here unless she has to. Oh and the throne room was awful. Chaos's is sooooo much better, it was almost like a child designed it. Unorganized, cliche, poorly decorated... This is the exact reason why she would always spend her time in the Mansion of the Night.

One thing that she knew was misunderstood about her, was that she was lonely. She wanted a man, some brave soul, to approach her and ask her out, instead of gazing at her like one would stare at a dinosaur if it appeared at the local zoo. She did not, however, remember that one already had...

Why had she come to this godforsaken place (pun intended) one might ask? She had witnessed the entire battle today and Artemis would rather get railed than immediately call a council meeting, granted, Nyx would too but that was beside the point. There were a lot of ways she could call the gods, the least effort and time consuming among them, and the one that would allow her to be able to lay down on the lounge chair that she had conjured for her to be able to recline on as to have an easier time falling asleep as the juvenile gods of Olympus debated, was snapping her fingers.

She snapped her fingers and sat down on her lounge chair. She crossed her legs and ran a brush through her hair. Her hair was very long, coming down to the lower part of her back. It was jet black, and reflected the night sky, it waved without a breeze.

The first God to flash in was Hephaestus, he looked around confused and his eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw her, she paid him no mind. There were really only three Olympians that were entertaining and serious enough to be worth any of her time. Hephaestus was serious, but he was one of the most boring individuals that Nyx had ever seen. Artemis and Poseidon were the ones she liked the most, they were serious, and entertaining. Then of course there was Percy, he wasn't an Olympian but she saw him as one. She finds most of the council repulsive...

Athena is a nerd, Nyx hates nerds, and she acts like she is a virgin goddess but she can easily see that all she is a slut. Demeter was boring, she never spoke and all she talked about when she did was agriculture, it was terrible. Hades was someone Nyx would call a neighbor because he was the lord of the underworld, but he never spoke, he never did anything interesting, and his entire persona was death death death. Aphrodite is a slut, there is no other way Nyx could describe it. She dresses almost as scandalous as Nyx, but she has the I'll fuck anyone vibe to go along with her outfit that Nyx did not have.

She didn't have anything against Hephaestus, except that he was boring, he was serious though, which was nice... All he ever did in his free time was hammer away at things, but he certainly wasn't handsome enough for many women to want to be something he hammers away at.

Hera was repulsive in every single way that Nyx could possibly describe, she hated the very hairs on her head... Hermes was repulsive as well, he was not serious and had playboy written all over him. Apollo was more of the same, the man that had had the audacity to think she would agree to spend some time with him hoping he could get her into his bed... Once again, repulsive. This is when Nyx realized that she was quite hard to please, or impress, not surprising though, but quite boring as all things seem to be.

Ares was the one that had attacked her in the first meeting she had attended, that was uncalled for and rude, making him also repulsive. Dionysus was perhaps one of the most entertaining of the Olympians, only because he was always sleeping and got yelled at for it. Zeus was the worst though, he was drunk the first meeting that she had been to, and she couldn't think of anyone more repulsive to be King. She had thought many times about killing him, and reinstalling someone else as King, but she knew already that that would make Lord Chaos quite displeased with her.

Poseidon was perhaps the most pleasant one on the council, in her opinion. He was serious, but casual, he reminded her of Oceanus, who, while being a hard man, was a go with the flow kind of man as well, and she quite enjoyed men like that. The ones that were perfectly capable of adapting to situations, knowing what to do, and never getting bored of life like she had long long ago. And while the proof of his disloyalty also had been a hot topic in her life recently (Percy) she still knew that he was an honorable and good man as well. She would quite like a man like that to spend the nights with in the Mansion of the Night, where she spent her lonely nights thinking about how boring this entire war had been as of now. She believed that Poseidon should be the king of the gods, but she could only hope...

Which leaves only Artemis, now her opinion of Artemis was quite high even though she was also quite envious of Artemis, getting to be with Percy... Percy was such a good man, one that fit every single criteria Nyx had...

He was honorable, courageous, loyal to a fault, appreciative, he cares about Artemis, cares about her pleasure just as much if not more than his own... The list goes on and on, he's perfect.

But Artemis was serious, she is a very capable fighter, and she was also a pretty perfect girl for Percy all in all. While she certainly lacked the necessary experience to rock Percy's world completely, she still tried.

That is also the order that the gods flashed in, Nyx paid most of them no mind as she brushed her illustrious and magical long hair.

"Who called this meeting?!" Zeus demanded, looking around at the gathered gods, his eyes lingered particularly long at Artemis relaxing in her throne as Percy ran his hands through her hair.

"I did," Nyx snapped, her voice booming across the pathetic throne room as she stood up, tossing the brush down on her lounge chair and tossing her hair to get any final tangles out.

"You- W-wha- You do not have the authority to make us meet!"

"Yes I do, sometimes you Olympians act like children and I have to make sure you are not costing people their lives for it." She stated, glancing over to Artemis and then back to Zeus.

"Oh? So you think you have the right to make the council appear whene-"

"Now," Nyx said as she began pacing around the middle of the throne room, completely ignoring and interrupting what Zeus had been saying.

"This morning in New Rome the other demigod camp which you all call "Camp Jupiter," was attacked. The first battle of the war to come was fought this morning and almost none of you even knew it." She explained, pacing back and forth in front of the council.

"What?" Athena asked, more than mildly confused and her disposition being shared by more than half the council.

"It's true, we got attacked today, they came out of nowhere and blasted down the wall... Monsters by the thousands, drakons, flooding through the gap in the wall, three of my hunters lay dead when it was all over."

"Who led the attack, Artemis?" Poseidon asked, concerned.

"Atlas, it was Atlas, in the flesh..."

"How is that possible? Atlas is under the weight of the sky, there is no way that he could get free."

"The weight of the sky is nothing compared to the overwhelming power of a Primordial." Nyx commented, "I fear that Erebus is using his power to shield his actions from the rest of you, you did not know of the attack because you were not there, and there was nothing that would alert you that it happened either. I used my own power to shield the hunters from the eyes of the enemy, so they did not expect the huntresses to be there when they attacked... However, that is the extent of what I can do, anything else and it will reveal my presence."

"How do we combat this? How can we prevent more attacks from taking place without us knowing? And not being prepared?" Percy suddenly asked, the only thing on his mind being the three huntresses that died today that he could not save, and how to keep more from dying the same way. He was still seething with anger that she had called this meeting right before he could have fun with Artemis, but it was interesting what she was putting out, he wanted to know what they could do to be better prepared.

"The huntresses of Artemis must leave Rome, there is nothing else that you can do there and being there now is putting a target on your back. You must leave within three days." She explained, looking up to Percy and Artemis with those piercing black eyes that burrow into your soul.

"Where would we go then? The Moon Mansion has been the hunter's war-time shelter for more than 3 millennia." Artemis asked, clearly submitting to the Elder here by asking for advice.

That I cannot say, go back on the path if you want, I will teleport your hunters to a battle if need be, but you must decide where the hunters must go to be the most effective. As for what you can do to be more prepared, there is nothing... However, I will know anything that happens during the night, Erebus and Tartarus do not know this, they do not know that I am here helping you."

"Why are you helping us, Lady Nyx? I have not seen a single sign of you actually wanting to be here." Athena stated, pointing down at the primordial and crossing her legs.

"Oh, I don't like it. I find it repulsive to be around you lot, but I have my own reasons for being here, I have a grudge against your enemies so I suppose you call me being here a coincidence that has worked out in your favor."

"But you will not tell us anything more than that, will you?"

"No, no I won't, Artemis and Percy know the story but they will not say."

"But-" Zeus tried, but was interrupted immediately.

"Oh! While I brought up Percy, I believe there is something that the lot of you need to answer for and apologize to him about."

Percy looked at her and he immediately grew a little confused, then he looked over to his girlfriend and she had a worried expression. He briefly pondered why that would be, he didn't think that Artemis had any secrets to hide from him. They have been up front with each other about everything.

"What is that, Nyx?" He asked, and some of the Olympians got a little scared because he did not call the Primordial 'Lady'... But Percy and Nyx were good friends, she wants him to call her just Nyx.

"When Percy was brought before the gods you gave him a couple wishes, he wished for Hades and Hestia to be added back to the council, and they were... He also wished for the demi titaness Calypso to be freed from her prison."

Some of the gods were getting noticeably tenser, and Artemis was the worst of all, she looked very concerned.

"Where are you going with this, Nyx?" Percy asked, crossing his arms and looking sideways at the other gods, especially Artemis.

"Calypso was never freed, when Percy left you put it to a vote and decided to break your promise." She described, to the dismay of the council, but the truth had to be revealed especially because of the fact they will need her healing in the war to come.

Percy looked completely outraged, and he must have been so unbelievably angry that he didn't want to do anything he would be ashamed of... So he flashed out. If somehow in his fury he cussed out or snapped at his girlfriend, he would never forgive himself.

Artemis turned quickly as soon as she saw the light, but he was already gone, she lowered her eyes and looked away. He was going to be so pissed with her, that is if he doesn't just refuse to forgive her... She imagines that he would see this as a huge breaking of trust, that she would not tell him something like this... She felt so awful.

"Every time you come around here, something bad always happens, you are a bad omen on Olympus!" Zeus shouted at her, pointing to her and all she did was yawn.

"Someone has to, Godling... If Percy has left, then there is no reason for me to be here any longer, goodbye, you know how to summon me if you need me." She retorted and opened a portal, and in the blink of an eye the gorgeous Primordial was gone.

What had they done...

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"What a day..." Atalanta sighed, taking another sip from her wine glass. The Elder Huntress and her apprentice sat on the couch and reflected on the day, with some strong wine, of course. Atalanta and Alissa had permission to drink from Artemis, they had been like this ever since Percy left to go find his girlfriend upstairs.

"What a day..." Alissa agreed, "we lost 3 hunters today, Atalanta."

"It's heartbreaking, so heartbreaking... I could just cry, I watched her as she died... Instantly killed by the blast, and then the thousands of monsters flooding through."

"We won though, we won, Atalanta... It's all over now."

"I know, I know... It's just that, three more names, three more names to add to that list of the hundreds of hunters that have died, that I have watched die, that I couldn't save..."

"It wasn't your fault, no one could have saved her."

Atalanta looked away, she knew that her friend was right... there was nothing she could have done to save her.

"You're right..." She admitted, looking around the room and taking a sip, she tapped her foot along with the soft music that was playing for them from the little speaker that Reyna had gifted them.

"How did you stop those arrows? I've seen you do some incredible things, but that was miraculous, not magic."

Atalanta looked at her for a moment, then turned away and took a deep swig of her wine... one that if Percy saw it he would call her not so responsible after all.

"I am many many centuries old, I have completely mastered my magical abilities passed down to me by genes from my mother, Hecate. Every daughter of magic has a special, unique skill that makes them. The skill, for me, it's telekinesis. As you know I can make things fly to me, I can manipulate things from afar, and yes, also I can stop arrows. So that is how I did it; however, doing something like that takes great tolls on me, for the force that was behind the projectile is how drained I feel afterwards." She explained, and took another sip. The room was dimly lit, it was completely dark outside now, the rest of the hunters were asleep. They stayed up because it was their tradition to stay up, relax with a bottle of cabernet, and reflect, chat.

"That's pretty cool, how did you take down Atlas? What was it like seeing him, face to face?"

"Terrible, absolutely terrible... I shot him in the neck, and then drove my daggers deep into his back, like he did when he killed his own daughter... And then I told him that, as I drove another arrow through his eye socket."

"Too quick... He should have suffered."

"Sorrowful regrets... But I avenged her."

"I bet you'll have another chance, with the Primordials they could reform him faster, we could see him again."

They both took a long sip at that thought, it chilled them down to the bone and the wine chilled a little too.

"That is a scary thought..." She dreadfully said as she shivered.

"How is the cheek? Does it still hurt?"

"No, it's healed up nicely, thanks to your care I won't even have a scar."

"That's good, it would have been a shame to ruin your pretty face."

"That's funny, speaking of that, I seem to remember yours getting pretty rosy earlier today speaking with Ray."

Atalanta turned a little red hearing that, so she quickly brought her wine glass to her lips to hide her embarrassed smile.

"Surely you imagined that." She assured her.

"Quite sure of the contrary, in fact, admit it, you like him."

Atalanta sighed, took a long sip of her wine and then reached over to the table and filled it back up, she couldn't talk about this sober.

"Fine, he's handsome, I admit it... She took a long pause and then continued, "and when he stood up to us, knowing we are huntresses, but yet he still told me off for calling him boy... now that was impressive, or how do they put it? Sexy?"

"Wow, Atalanta..."

"Don't patronize me, I'm your mentor, remember? Don't lecture me, unlike the rest of you, I am actually excited at the prospect of dating..."

"You mean losing your virginity?"

"I didn't say that."

"I hope he works out for you, he is a nice man, and you definitely deserve to have a good man."

"I hope so too, Alissa... But what about you? Do you have anyone that you like?

"I'm not ready to get a man yet, I still don't like the whole prospect of it, if you remember I have never been too friendly to any man."

"And that is why I really appreciate your tolerance and good behavior today with Ray."

"You're welcome, and even I can admit that he is nice, he treated us well even though we were pretty disrespectful of him."

"We'd better go to bed before we get drunk." Atalanta advised, finishing off her glass that she had only filled up a quarter of the way a few minutes ago.

"Yeah, that is probably a good idea, I don't want to get in trouble like we did that one time."

"Oh Hades, don't talk about that." She groaned and they both giggled as they put the wine bottle, half full, back in the cabinet and climbed the steps to their respective rooms to turn in for the night.

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In a land far far away, in a place far out of the reach of the Olympians, Erebus stood over a pit. He moved his arms in a circle like a mage, muttering something in an ancient language as black magic swirled around the room.

There was a groan that emerged from the pit, and then a sickening laugh that was heard echoing across the room emanating from the pit in the middle of the room. There were cauphons lining the room, it was a very grim place, perfect for what he was doing.

Suddenly, a bright black mist arose from the floor and out of it formed a humanoid figure.

"Welcome back, nephew."

"It is good to be back, my lord."

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Well there it is, I actually managed to get it out when I promised for a change!

This chapter is so closely linked to the next one that I may just combine them when it comes out, but who knows... This was a build up to next chapter, hopefully some of you picked up on the foreshadows that were in this chapter.

Next chapter is gonna be all about Pertemis, so I know you all will like that.

I got my new computer, so now I will be able to write at school without the librarian yelling at me for being on my phone, even though I am writing a novel...

Right now is the best time if you have some suggestions about things to put into the story in the future, I need ideas for the next battle, and whatever else is in those incredible minds you all have!

I may not be around for a while, I just played Witcher 3 Next Gen and I am really feeling like updating Loving, Living, and Forgiving, the Witchers Way for a change...

MERRY CHRISTMAS! I hope you all have a happy holiday and a happy new year, I love you all.