Guardian Of Artemis-Percy Jackson Betrayal || #Wattys2016

Chapter 16-Buttbrain Almost Dies (Again), And Neosporin Sucks

This story has officially been entered into TheWattys! Let's see how many views, votes, and comments we can get, coz, not to be greedy (but kinda yeah) I am REALLY hoping this story wins! Many of you love it a lot, it is my most viewed story with 2.42K (or somewhere around there) views, and I really love writing it!

And now I gotta say something else. No hate to Neosporin. That stuff is awesome. Plz don't sue me if you work for Neosporin or whatever, if that's even how it works. Don't blame me, I'm just a stupid adolescent!

Now, besides that, I believe I left you with a cliff last chapter, and I didn't update for a few days. So, enjoy! Yours in Demigodishness and all that. Peace out!
Artemis' point of view
I inhale.

Waking up is both my favorite part and my least favorite part of my day. I like it because it's a new day, with new opportunities, blah, blah, sounds a bit too philosophical. I hate it because it means I have to drag myself out of bed and out of my tent.

That sounds more... How would you mortals say... Normal, like any teenager.

Keep in mind I'm many millennia old. I'm still an immortal Goddess. Nothing changed there. I'm simply... Young. Especially for an Olympian. Apollo and I are like the teenagers of the gods.

And's he's that one irresponsible teenager.

So maybe you'd be thinking, "You're a goddess. Why in the name of Aphrodite's Million First Dates would you have to sleep? And why would it bother you to wake up?"

Gods can still feel sucky. For example, once I had a hunter who had been attacked by a hellhound, and we had to watch her for a whole week straight. I volunteered to watch her, since I'm the goddess, the leader of the hunt, yada yada.

Wasn't very enjoyable to be up that long.

You can imagine the stress that Theron might bring upon me.

I open my eyes and climb out of my sleeping bag.

I'm sitting on the ground, thinking, because I don't want to wake anyone up. It must be around 4 in the morning. I'd assume the majority of the girls are still asleep. Theron, maybe, you know how he is, sometimes he's exhausted and sometimes he can't sleep for the life of Hades.

I think a lot about Theron.

The way he shifted, so that he was Percy. That he let me call him exactly how he doesn't want to be called. What was it for? The way he only lets out smiles when we're together. The way he trusts me, even though I'm an Olympian. Even more, that I'm the only one he even trusts. Not just kinda trusts, but really trusts.

I moved closer to him last night. What did that mean? That I trust him too? Yes, I do. I believe he will truly protect me as my Guardian, the hunt as their Guardian, and the other girls out of the kindness of his heart.

Did I move closer to him because I'm friends with him?

Possibly. I wouldn't deny his friendship. He is kinder than any male I have ever seen. Perhaps even Orion, who I was... Did I like Orion? Possibly. Percy reminds me a bit of Orion, but Percy is different. Percy is truly kind, and will give himself up for anyone in the world, friend or no.

Did I move closer to him because of... Any other reasons?

I try to think about that. No. Probably not. He can't be more than a friend to me, right?

"Holy crap, Theron! You're bleeding everywhere!" I hear someone scream.

I burst through the tent. I probably ripped the zipper, or, even ripped the fabric of the tent. It doesn't matter too much. I rush into the hunters' tent.