The Wolves of Artemis (Percy Jackson Fanfiction)

Chapter Four

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Chapter Four: Waking Up

Point of View: Ebony

I fight for my eyes to open and when they do, I gasp for air and someone lets me lean on their arm for support. But everything is fading in and out. The world is spinning. I can't hear a whole lot. I'm breathing fast. I'm freaking out. Artemis. Artemis found me. Oh no. "Where am I?"

Someone shushes me and I can't focus on this girl's face. She's the one I'm leaning on. "Calm down, child."

This guy comes up to me and I back away. "You're the one who bit me. I know it. I can feel it." I manage to drag myself to my feet but before I can run, the guy has his arm around my waist and keeps me from falling over.

"Peace, little one. I mean no harm to you. You know I don't. You feel that as well. I am your forbear." He tells me.

"Oh my gods! No wonder Artemis came after me. You're a werewolf!" I struggle weakly but stop as I nearly drop if it wasn't for him.

"No, let us explain. I am no werewolf and neither are you. If you wait for the disorientation to pass, it will go a lot easier. Your memories will solidify, too. Relax, pup." The man says in a soothing tone.

"I don't feel so good." I admit and he leads me back over, making me lean on him as we sit on the soft grass.

"Hello, Ebony." Artemis comes and sits in front of me.

"Hello, Lady Artemis." I smile and then freeze. 'Wait, did she just-'

"Yes, I did. I don't have much time before you reverse and start out as a child again. An infant, newborn. Like restarting. You'll grow fast because you're immortal but it has to happen. You'll have all your memories, but you should be fine.

This man is your forbear, your father. He has no mate yet so you have no mother. You still have your original heritage, so you'll still have those powers after growing again. His name is Aroen and he's one of my wolves.

I have kept this secret since I have received them. My wolves aren't werewolves, but they do have human forms. Chosen from demigods, mortals, even immortals at times. Each century, one wolf goes into a frenzy and is destined to find the next person to join my wolves.

The Wolves of the Hunt are our dutiful protectors, guardians, all of that. The Fates choose who the frenzied wolf bites and it sniffs that person out. You were chosen and now it is official.

You are no longer Perseus Jackson, but Ebony, a Wolf of the Hunt. As one of my wolves, you bond with either me or a member of the Hunt. You can bond with two or three people. When you start over, you need to be in your wolf form or something bad happens. You won't regain your human form until you are a few months grown. Most likely when you look around seven to nine years. Whoever you bond with, you stay with. You'll learn. You're out of time. Shift, now." Artemis tells me.

"Reborn?" I ask, worried. "What about-"

"Shift!" She hurries me.

"I don't know how." I answer, skittish. I don't understand. My head hurts really bad.

I focus on this fuzzy feeling at the back of my skull and shrink into a four legged wolf. Then I literally shrink as I turn into a pup. 'What is this?! Why am I so small? And soft?'

Artemis giggles and scoops me up in her arms. "I can hear what you think since you're connected to me." She tells me.

I turn excited for some reason and lick her face. She laughs and Aroen follows after us in his wolf form. I turn to look at him over Artemis's shoulder. My tail wags happily and my tongue sticks out of my mouth as I bark. "Dad?! Dad?! What's going on?"

'Oh, he understands.' My tail wags faster as this thought crosses my mind when he answers, Artemis giggling in her twelve year old form. "You're going to meet the Hunt." He tells me.

I see all the other wolves follow behind him and they watch me with adoration. "Is that a good thing? It feels like a good thing. Why? What's happening? Why do I feel so happy? I was depressed, like, when you found me. Why am I excited?! Everything smells better than it did before! Oh, tree!" I try to scramble out of the arms of my patron as she laughs and keeps me there.

"This life might suit you." She says gently.

I sniff at her as I remember what I feel go through me. Patron. I nuzzle her face and she smiles. 'Can you understand me whenever I think or speak?' I test it out.

"Yes, I can." She scratches in between my ears.

"That feels nice." A rumble builds in my tiny chest as I lean into her affectionate touch. She giggles and we break through trees.

The Hunt gathers excitedly in the middle of the camp when they see Artemis. But then I see they are staring at me. Are they excited for me? Funny. Is that good or bad seeing as how I'm a male?

Artemis walks up to them and stands before them as my tail wags excitedly and I look around. The girls giggle. "It's so cute." I hear one say. I bark and my tail wags faster. 

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