Guardian Of Artemis-Percy Jackson Betrayal || #Wattys2016

Chapter 12-My Brother Gives Me Anti-Relationship Advise

Last time I'm redoing the rules for the voting. So, now, whatever side has the most votes by next weekend, and it's Wednesday right now, so next Sunday, that's the side I'll do. I promise I won't edit the rules again, that must get annoying.
Artemis' Point Of View
The hunters and I try to get Theron to get off of his sugar high that wasn't actually caused by sugar. Not working too well.

He is so jumpy. Like, so jumpy you could more likely expect him to be a little three year old. "Theron, seriously, you're behaving like a toddler."

Theron just shrugs. "I spent 200 years not being able to do this. Calm down, Arty."

"Arty?" I question. He shrugs. "Should I call you Theer?"

Theron laughs. "Nah. Theron is short anywho, and Theer sounds dumb. But Arty? Totally perfect. I'm sure Apollo would agree, eh?"

The entire hunt groans at the name of my brother, and he appears. "You call? Oh, hey, little sis! Whoa, hold up. Who's that? Artemis, you don't have a boy in your camp." He rubs his eyes. "Holy Styx. Never mind, you do. Artemis, how about you, me, and the guy have a talk in the woods. Don't do anything funny, girls."

Phoebe groans. "Oh, believe me, we won't, God of Mischief."

"Hermes is the guy you're looking for, sweetheart!" Apollo chants, skipping toward the woods.

The entire hunt, plus Theron and I groan.
Time skip to when they get in the woods

"Explain. Now." Apollo commands.

"What, do you think I have a boyfriend, Apollo? Remember that I'm not Aphrodite."

He rolls his eyes. "I'm trying to protect you, sis! Geez, you blind or whatever? There's a guy in your camp of girls who have sworn to never love! And you did the same!"

"I'm still here, you know. Man, Apollo, I thought we were friends." Theron points out.

Apollo looks at him, then shakes his head. "No, never recall befriending a beaten, blonde headed, brownish green eyed dude. What's your name?"

"Theron." He responds.

"No, never met you. Now back off of my little sister."

"I was born first! I helped mom when she was having you! You are the most ignorant, annoying little bit-" I protest.

"Hey! Whoa! Hold the phone there! Sorry, sis!" Apollo cuts me off, already panicking. "Trying to find out how this kid Theron knows me!"

Theron and I exchange glances, and I nod. He flips his hood up. "No, Apollo, you really do know me. We are friends. And yeah, I still am a bit banged up from all those years under there." When he pulls his hood down, he looks like his old self. Black, crazy hair. Sea green eyes. Dull sea green eyes. I just remembered that. When he has his now normal brownish eyes, they're dull, too. He rarely smiles. When we're together, a bit. He always tries to cover up his arms, too. I can't imagine how painful it must have been when he was drowning for his scars. The ones he'll have forever.

"Holy crap, Per-"

"Shhhh!" Percy and I shout simultaneously. "Nobody knows it's me, Apollo! I like it that way!" Percy explains.

"So, new look, new name? What's the name mean?"

"Hunter." I answer for Percy, who changes back to Theron.

"Well, sorry, dude. I thought you were going for my sis." Apollo says. Then, of course, being his annoying little self, he throws in "my Apollo-geez."

I facepalm, and Theron shakes his head no. "What, no good? Really, Percy? I thought you had my back."

Apollo tries to strike up a conversation, but both Theron and I keep trying to shoo him away. Eventually, he leaves, and both Theron and I sigh in relief. "Good riddance." Theron smiles, just barely. "Right? Sorry I summoned him. I get why you're so annoyed by him."

We head back to camp. When we get there, Kyleigh speaks up. "What did that God of Annoyance want?" The rest of us laugh at her comment, all except for Theron, and the sun glows brighter. "Oh, be quiet, Apollo, you know it's true!" Kyleigh shouts to the sky. The hunters laugh again, and again Theron doesn't laugh. He usually never laughs. Only when we're alone. Sometimes not even then. Tartarus wrecked the kid. What was left of the kid, because he was already crushed before. I want to kill the kid that ruined his life, that chump Domenik.

"Apollo wanted to know why the heck Theron was here." I answer. "He thought... Um... He thought that was happening."

A collection of "Oh"s come from my hunters, and Theron nods. "Shows that Gods can be wrong. I should know. Zeus thinks I'm at fault."

"No, he doesn't." I protest.

"He does." Theron argues. "He sent me a dream. He didn't believe me. His faith is, of course, with his son. Even Poseidon and Athena don't believe me, along with pretty much all the other gods. Apollo was unsure. Zeus let me be your Guardian because he was hoping to get rid of me. My ex-father belives my cousin 100 percent. That ass is even his champion. Zeus called me Lost in the dream, trying to insult me with it."

Oh yeah. The kid, Domenik, he's my brother. I almost forgot. Well, I did forget, but that's besides the point.

That sickens me, but what sickens me even more is that my father, uncle, and the rest of my family have sided with him, leaving Percy, everyone's favorite demigod since Achilles in the dust. And now he's Lost and hates the gods.

All except me.
So remember, guys, comment what you want to see. Whichever side has the most votes by Sunday will win. Currently Pertemis is winning.