Percy Jackson One shots

Little Moon

Artemis, Virgin Goddess of the Moon, Hunt, and childbirth, was in a terrible mood. Now this mood wasn't due to some disaster, or peril. No, her anger, frustration, and annoyance was due to something much more simple.

Her brother Apollo.

They had a unique relationship amongst the gods, in the fact that they acted like a normal brother and sister, which was weird in their family. Most gods and goddesses, sibling or not, had clearly defined hate, love, or don't really give a damn relationships. While her and Apollo enjoyed the typical sibling rivalry and love hate relationship many mortals had with their siblings. Did they get on each others nerves, annoy each other to no end, and frustrate the hell out of one another...most defiantly.

But if either needed help, or just someone to listen to their not-sibling-related troubles, the other was there.

Unfortunately, Apollo had been in rare form today as he dissected exactly what was wrong in her immortal life, and why you ask?

Sh had, purely by accident, scratched his precious fire "chariot," though whether a vehicle that could change into any vehicle it's owner wished could be considered a chariot was debatable. And besides, it was the idiots own fault anyway. If he had simply done his job instead of asking her to do it, just so he could go on a date with yet another mortal, she never would have driven, and subsequently scratched, his oh-so-precious chariot.

Well, she may have scratched it on purpose then, just to annoy him.

So when she returned to Camp-Half Blood, where her Hunters were visiting, it was perfectly understandable that her rage over what Apollo had said, would be directed at someone.

One of the key points that Apollo had brought up was her lack of children. When she had pointed out that she had the Hunters, and thus didn't need children, Apollo had laughed. He had pointed out it wasn't the same thing. Her hunters chose to follow her, and were loyal to her, almost to a fault, yet if they betrayed her, she didn't hesitate turning them into an animal. A child may not even like her, and yet she would, at the very least, hesitate before punishing them.

And so when an unlucky male camper had asked her if she was okay, she had, instinctively, tried to change him into a jackalope.

Unfortunately, as she was still focusing on having children, that wasn't exactly what happened.

A feminine yell was what made her actually pay attention to what she had done.

Perseus Jackson had watched as Artemis appeared in camp, looking rather angry. Ever since he had helped her by holding up the sky while she battled Atlas, the two of them had been friendly towards each other, at least most of the time. Her mood and the fact that something bothering a goddess usually meant trouble, worried Percy. Both as a demigod and her friend.

So when she walked by him, he asked, "Lady Artemis, is everything alright?"

Only for her to wave her hand at him.

A bright light flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly felt different. Looking down, he realized why.

He was a woman.

So Percy Jackson, the Hero of Olympus and son, or perhaps that would be daughter now, of Poseidon did what any normal guy would do if he found himself turned suddenly into a woman.

He freaked out.

"What the Hades did you do to me!" he...she yelled, drawing Artemis attention.

(Two Hours Later)

The trip to Olympus was short, as any form of traveling would be when one was goddess, or teleporting with a goddess.

And a very pale Percy Jackson, still a woman, still appeared to be in shock. It slightly worried both Thalia Grace; Artemis' lieutenant, Zeus' daughter, and Percy's friend and cousin, who was present, mostly to keep an eye on Percy (who looked ready to throw up, probably from nervousness) while Artemis dealt with the council; and Artemis, who was worried about not only Percy, but what the reactions of the others would be.