The Man Amongst women

Chapter I

Chapter I
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Hey guys, Max here and I'm starting a new series by the name 'A man among women' and so this is the aforementioned story, let's begin.
Time set: During the last Olympian, but including everyone from the hoo books.
Time line important points: Percy Jackson doesn't exist, a son of Hades named Alexandr Cross is in his place. Annabeth is his girlfriend for now.... Typhoon didn't awaken. Alexandr is not blessed by the river Styx. Camp Jupiter doesn't exist, they were wiped out ages ago when Rome fell
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DISCLAIMER.
Although I want to, I don't own Percy Jackson or any of the characters from the books.
Writer: -Turns to figure- "Happy Rick? I said it"
Rick Riodan: "Good. Now BACK TO WORK!!"
Writer: "Can I buy Percy Jackson?"
Rick: "No."
Writer: "Pweeeeeeese?"
Rick: "No, and go away"
Writer: "Awwww...."
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P.O.V Lady Artemis

I was patrolling Olympus, walking through the gardens with my usual formality, when Hermes told me Kronos was on the loose and was tearing down shrines. I gritted my teeth and flashed Hermes and myself to my shrine. I ran inside, to see it in pristine condition as ever. I was about to speak, when a human sized object hurtled through the wall of the shrine, into an inner wall, punching a hole in it before hitting another inner wall, causing that to collapse onto them. Kronos stood at the entrance that he made with the demigod, when the rubble stirred and was pushed aside by the demigod. He was male, around 16 with pitch black hair, with dark brown eyes and stood about 6'0. He was wearing the usual camp half blood attire, camp shirt and jeans. He was wielding a dual edged Stygerian (probably spelt it wrong) iron sword with  strands of gold winding their way up the blade, crossing at equal intervals. I knew who this boy was, he was the person who saved us so many times before, who refused any blessings or assistance, yet here he was, standing up after being beaten through 2 walls by the king of the gods-damn Titans! I must admit, Hermes, myself and Kronos were standing with our jaws on the floor, when Alexandr threw the blade into Kronos' crotch. And would you believe it, it stuck and in the space of a few minutes, Kronos was dead. He gave us a small salute, before running off, grabbing the blade, to finish off the monsters.

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A few months later.

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P.O.V Artemis

It was on the summer solstice, that Alexandr Cross came to us, asking us to give his something to do to get away from camp. He wasn't wearing his usual camp attire, he was wearing a dark button up shirt and jeans, wrapped in a big black trench coat, despite the heat? I could tell the from the expression on his face, that something had gone horribly wrong at camp. Before anyone spoke, I stepped off my throne and gradually shrank to his size with each step, until I was in front of him. "Alexandr, a word please, if you will." I asked him.
He followed me outside the hall, away from the other Olympians before they could protest. I heard my idiotic brother say to the assembled hall; "10 Drachmas that Artemis will report his death when she comes back"
"You're on" Hermes replied, whilst I rolled my eyes.
We eventually stopped in the park near my shrine, him leaning on a tree, hiding his face in the shadow of the tree, whilst I basked in the sun on a bench.
I decided to break the silence by asking; "What's happening at camp?"
He turned his gaze on me. "Annabeth turned the camp against me because she wanted power, that bitch. She had Chiron imprisoned, whilst securing the boarder against the Gods to stop you lot from finding out. Last I saw of her was her telling one of her supporters to begin the hunt for the Ocrimiton."
I stopped my sun gazing to look at him, my eyes as big as dinner plates.
"Lady Arte-" He was cut short by us flashing to the throne room, I front of a fist pumping Hermes and a defeated Apollo.
"-mis?" He looked around at the new surroundings.
"Alexandr, repeat everything you said to the council."
And so he did, no threats needed, he recited calmly and collectedly;
"Annabeth turned the camp against me because she wanted power, that bitch. She had Chiron imprisoned, whilst securing the boarder against the Gods to stop you lot from finding out. Last I saw of her was her telling one of her supporters to begin the hunt for the Ocrimiton."
The Olympians looked at him, eyes like mine when he told me.
He looked up and said a few words that I never expected to come from a males mouth.
"Your reaction tells me everything I need to know."
"And what does it say, demigod, chose your words carefully." My father warned
"It tells me that it is an ancient artefact, before your time. Could be a weapon, but the name suggests it is a book. Running referencing from the Necronomicon. The expression also tells me you fear it, could destroy the world you've made. Conclusion: this is an artefact of immense power that could easily destroy the known world and that bitch Annabeth is looking to use it to do, just that"
By this point the Olympians jaws were on the floor, including mine. Hades just sat there, with a smirk on his face, on his black throne, whilst Hestia just smiled.
Laughing filled the room as Hermes saw the look on Athena's face. I completely understood how she felt, that statement was inadvertently tearing her apart. Someone had just humiliated her in front of the council, several times, and he was a 17 year old demigod. He noticed the look on my face, followed my gaze and mouthed the word 'Oh' at a barely contained Athena.
"I am also sorry to any offended or insulted Olympians." Alexandr continued, eyes fixed on Athena as he spoke.
Zeus beckoned his brothers and Hera over, muttering around his throne, me only catching snippets of what they said, sometimes looking at me.
"We need to send him somewhere..."
"She wouldn't allow it..."
"This is my son..."
"He needs to be with others alike..."
"Memory wipe?!" Hera squealed, somehow delighted.
"NO!!!!!" Everyone in the room shouted at her.
Poor Hera wilted under the onslaught.
"He would be slaughtered by them..." Hades protested, but Zeus silenced him.
"We will give you a choice, Alexandr. You can live with your father, have your memory wiped and be sent into the mortal world or......" He trailed off and I knew what he would say, so I said it instead.
"You can join the hunt" I said to a shocked council.

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I'm devious, I know, as I leave you with a cliff hanger. I have also written 3 versions of the next chapter, all of witch will be used in one book or another. So vote, should I continue? Should I stop? What path?
Word count: 1219 words (My reference mainly)

~Yours who is finally writing again, Max

Jk, he's joining the hunt no matter what. Also I haven't written any of the parts!!