Dealing with Chaos

Pissed off

Zoë POV:

The moment I exited my tent in the morning, a sudden feeling of fear filled my heart. The reason being that five of my fellow Hunters were standing in front of Perseus's tent, with identical evil smirks on their faces. The leader in the group was Phoebe, the daughter of that vile war god.

The other hunters were Atlanta and Sophia, twin daughters of Apollo; Jamie, daughter of

Eris; and Emma, daughter of Victoria. ( The Roman form of Nike)

It was Atlanta that spoke first, saying, "I can't feel his life signal in the tent. Oh wait. I can feel it from the lake. Let's head there."

The other four hunters glanced at the tent for a few seconds, before nodding their heads. The five girls grabbed their bows and quivers before heading towards the lake. I had a really bad feeling about this. A sinking feeling in my gut suggested that the girls were planning something against Percy. The grin on Phoebe's face was one that could have even made her father nervous, and believe me, that in itself is an almost impossible task.

Pondering over the best course of action to undertake, I locked onto the idea of informing Lady Artemis. I know that me being the lieutenant, I can order the hunters, but they had already dashed off towards the lake.

Marching towards Lady Artemis' tent, I called for her, "Milady artemis, prithee cometh out f'r a second. I needeth thy assistance."

( Milady Artemis, please come out for a second. I need your assistance. )

In less than ten seconds, the flap of the tent opened and out stepped the goddess of the Hunt. Her eyes had a cold look that warmed up when she saw me. "Good morning, my dear Zoë."

I bowed my head to her in a respectful manner and spoke, "Good morning to thou as well, milady."

Nodding her head, she questioned, "What do you need my assistance for, Zoë?"

"Milady, i did see five of our hunteth'rs moving towards the lake with their bows. By the expressions on their faces, i couldst bid yond those gents w're up to something. I eke has't a humour yond this is did relate to p'rseus"

( I saw five of our hunters moving towards the lake with their bows. By the expressions on their faces, I could tell that they were up to something. I also have a feeling that this is related to Perseus.)

Lady Artemis seemed surprised at this and spoke ,"Why are you so worried about the boy, Zoë? I don't think the hunters will hurt him that bad. Maybe shoot him with an arrow or two."

I met her eyes with a serious gaze and replied, "I am not w'rri'd about the knave, milady. I am w'rri'd about the hunteth'rs. Thee mustn't forget Percy is Chaos' Champion now"

( I am not worried about the boy, milady. I am worried about the hunters. You mustn't forget Percy is Chaos' Champion now.)

She raised an eyebrow at the fact that I addressed the boy by his nickname, but didn't voice anything. My face flushed at the indication that her actions held and I frantically tried to divert her attention. "Shalt we moveth, milady?"

( Shall we move, milady?)

She nodded again and took off towards the lake. I followed her close behind. We reached the lake to find an astounding sight. Percy was standing waist deep in the water, with riptide in his hands.

The sword still reminded me of that vile male minor god, but it also caused a longing inside my heart. Afterall, it was infused with a part of my essence.

It took me a large amount of self control to not march of there and grab hold of my sword. Sensing my inner turmoil, Lady Artemis placed a calming, but firm hand on my shoulder.