SilverMoon Mercenaries

Realm of Morpheus

Artemis POV

Mount Olympus

I couldn't believe it. My mind was reeling from the person I saw before me. Nex was in fact Percy Jackson, my love and Guardian. I mentally laugh at Zeus and Athena, I was right. "Holy shit..." muttered Apollo, his eyes wide. Percy got up from his knees and wrapped an arm around my waist and I relished in the feeling, a hole in my heart was mended. It was a shame the Hunters were not here, they would be happy their brother was alive. Or they could beat him to death. Either way, I was ecstatic that he was alive and going strong as the leader of the SilverMoon Mercenaries. "Zeus, I have had an urge to kill you right now, but the orders of my Lord Chaos, I cannot kill you. He never said I couldn't wound you." Percy spat, and the warm feeling of his arm around me vanished, and he appeared behind Zeus, who looked very scared as he didn't know where Percy went.

Percy slapped some kind of medical patch on Zeus' arm and there was a hissing sound, followed by a pained howl of my bastard of a father. "That was a single nanoshard of Chaotic metal." said Perseus. "And if I so choose, I can release it into your ichor stream, giving me the ability to cause tremendous pain instantaneously as well as relieve it instantly. So be a good boy or I will be forced to use it on you."

Zeus paled, and began scratching at his arm, trying to get it out but with no success. Hera grabbed his flailing arm and whispered soothing words to him, massaging his arm. What an obedient bitch she is. I looked around, seeing if anyone else opposed Percy after that.

Apollo looked a few shades dimmer than he already was. Hermes was relaxing in his chair, glad that he didn't attack Percy. Hephaestus and Hades were relieved as well, an Hestia was a bit disappointed at Percy's approach to handling Zeus, but pleased nonetheless. Aphrodite was horrified, she had made a big mistake in attacking Percy. Poseidon looked extremely depressed, and I would feel bad for him if he hadn't betrayed Percy.

Satisfied with the reactions, Percy spun on his heels and began to walk out, but not before saying, "You may not speak of this outside the throne room." Swiftly putting his hand around my waist once again, Percy signaled the the risen lieutenants and we flashed out.

I felt the effects of warping for the first time, it was very... nauseating. But Percy's presence calmed me and dispelled the nausea and all, all the way to our destination.

We arrived in some sort of warp room, it was a mix between contemporary and futuristic; the walls were made of a light-absorbing material, and the floor was made of glass panels. Underneath the glass panels were crystals, that glowed and hummed with energy, which I suspected powered the warp mechanism and provided a light source in the room.

Ugh, I sound like Athena now.

I then noticed that none of the lieutenants warped in with us, only Percy and I were in the room. Walking out, I saw that this was a house, maybe Percy's house. "Yes it is my house my love, that was my personal warp room. The lieutenants are in Chaos' palace, preparing for another attack. The rest of the army is still at Camp Half Blood, constructing a more permanent defense against future attacks. You and I, however, are going to visit the Romans." said Percy as if he read my mind.

I nodded numbly, and at the mention of the Romans, I flickered into my Roman form, Diana. I felt myself become sterner, my clothes shifting into a Roman tunic with my bow and arrows strapped on my back. He walked with me into a room, a bedroom perhaps, and he fell on the bed, armor and all. He removed his armor before embracing me and falling asleep with a soft sigh. I fell asleep too, drifting into the realm of Morpheus.

-Dream Realm-

I appeared on a grassy clearing, with a lake and forest around it. I looked around and got up. I had not experienced this before, as gods do not dream. Suddenly, Percy emerged from the forest wearing casual clothes, his hair slightly drifting in the breeze that I had just noticed.