Demigods Vs Magic.

Rewriting the Past, Part 5.

With Perseus and Zoe, 

"Hmm, you aren't half bad." Perseus acknowledged, sidestepping a wave of slashes as he slammed the hilt of his blade into Zoe's back. He quickly parried Phoebe's strike and grabbed her left hand which had her second hunting knife. A grazing slash along her forearm forced Phoebe to drop her knife. Perseus leaned forward, grabbing it and burying it into Phoebe's neck to the hilt. 

"Hades!" Phoebe cursed, backing away as Zoe rushed to her aid. 

"I wouldn't advise taking that out," Perseus said. "I hit quite a big vein, and the blood loss will kill her. I'm keeping it at bay for now, but I won't do that forever." 

"You bastard!" Zoe yelled as she knelt down next to Phoebe. 

"I could save her, but for that, you would need to agree to my terms," Perseus said, as his sword turned back into a golden bead that went on his necklace. 

"I will never bow down to a male-" Zoe growled, but that was when Perseus struck. He raised his finger as Phoebe's hunting knife flew out of the wound, and a fountain of blood spurted forth. Phoebe screamed in agony, as the gash slowly spread, becoming larger and wider as more blood continued to gush outwards. 

"Stop!" Zoe yelled. "Stop it! I'll do whatever you want just please save her." 

"Swear on the Styx," Perseus said. 

"I swear on the River Styx to abide by your terms," Zoe said, and in response thunder shook the skies. Perseus smiled, as the blood flow instantly stopped. 

"Very well," Perseus said and held his hand out. "Your tiara please." Zoe handed it to him with no other thought in her mind, besides her concern for Phoebe. Perseus smiled, and took out a lighter from his pocket, creating a fire. 

"To Hecate." He muttered under his breath, as the tiara's glow slowly vanished. It turned into silver ash, vanishing with the smoke. Perseus snapped his fingers, as the blood that Phoebe had lost began to flow backwards into her body. The gaping wound became smaller and thinner until there was only a small part of blood clotting visible. "She'll be fine. You, however..."

Perseus watched as a silver glow appeared on Zoe's body, as she began to lose her blessing as the lieutenant of Artemis. The silver glow slowly faded away, as her hunting attire morphed into an ancient chiton and gold bangles appeared on her arm. Her features turned further feminine, as she lost part of her athletic nature that being a huntress gave her. Zoe simply sighed at her fate. 

"You still have your abilities as a daughter of Atlas," Perseus said, as a deafening roar shook the Smithsonian, and Phoebe jolted awake. "Took them long enough." 

"What the-" Phoebe turned to Zoe. "What happened to you?" 

"It's a long story, and one you all don't have the time to get into." Perseus interrupted them. "That was the Nemean Lion, which means you all have to go. Take your van and leave, I'll deal with it." 

"Wait," Zoe called out. "Are you an ally or an enemy? Who are you?" 

"Me? I'm just a man trying to get his family back."

And just like that, he was gone. 

With Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Thalia, 

"Where the Hades did this thing come from?!" Thalia yelled as her spear bounced off of the Nemean Lion's fur, lodging itself into a statue inches away from Grover. 

"Hey!!!" He bleated, tripping backwards. 

"Sorry Grover!" Thalia apologized. Her eyes widened, as she quickly noticed where Grover had tripped. "Watch out!"