Percy Son Of Kronos And Medusa

Not So Fated Meeting

This is the other writing style I was talking about so enjoy!

Artemis's POV

Her heart was hammering in her chest. No, no, no, this isn't real it can't be. Oh Primordials why does it have to be him. Anyone but him! "Percy." She hissed. Her hunters looked around for said person until they spotted him on the cliff above.

Unwanted memories came to surface.

"Artemis! You're so mean!" Percy barely managing to feign hurt. I burst in to giggles. "If I am so mean I guess I will just leave..." Trailing off.

"No!" Came the childish cry of Percy. I giggle more.

Another memory.

His lips on mine, kissing me. My eyes close as the sheer pleasure of kissing him surges through me. Oh Primordials I love him.

A single tear slides down my cheek. So happy, so loved that's what I felt with him. I sob escapes my throat. I can't let my hunters see me like this. I won't. "Girls, go back to camp." I order. "Let me take care of this boy." They immediately protest. "But my la-." I cut Zoe off. "No argument!" Being more stern than I need to judging by their wince.

They leave finally. I pull out my silver hunting knife. He looks at me. I begin shaking at the thought of hurting him. "Artemis, It's okay, I deserve it." His voice soft, WHY DOES HE HAVE TO BE SO KIND!! LETTING ME HURT HIM!!! I'll make him regret it! I lunge at him my knife sinking into his stomach, he lets me. I stab again, and again. Gold Ichor staining my face, clothes, and hands. I sob all the while. Finally I stop, tossing it to the side.

I began beating his chest with my fists. Each one weaker than the last. His strong arms wrapping around my waist, patiently waiting for the blows to stop.

Eventually I go limp my head in his well built chest, crying loudly. His hands move to my back, rubbing it soothingly. He takes one hand and cups my cheek, my silver ones colliding with his own. He sits up re-adjusting me to his lap. I can't help but lean on his shoulder.

I suddenly feel something sticky, looking down I shove him away in horror. Oh Primordials, his stomach was bleeding badly."I-i'm so sorry I didn't- I mean- I'm so sorry, I forgot you were bleeding." He just smilies, and says "It's fine it doesn't even hurt."

Damn Percy and his stupid pain tolerance. I pull out some ambrosia I have and immediately give it to him. He takes it with a smile. The wound heals immediately, he pulls off his now ruined shirt.

Which just so happen to reveal his muscular, strong chest. I lick my lips unconsciously. His chest so flawless in fit, no scars, no marks, just a six pack and all that yummy muscle- "oh shit! Yeah here." you go summoning a plain black shirt and giving it to him.

He puts it on and she begins to regret giving it to him. Then something dawned on her, she has hated men for so long, but the second Percy comes back, It's all gone. All that hate and rage, the pain and sorrow, just... Gone.

He smiles at me lovingly, "I told you I'd be back, but I'm proud of what you've done with these girls." I felt pride swell in me at that.

"Artemis?" "Yes?" "While I am so proud of you, what happened to you?" I just shake my head already feeling tears blur my vision.

i am gonna try to actually make another chapter soon, like this month, or early next month at the very latest.