Moving On | Percy x Artemis

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A R T E M I S 

I am not happy. 

I hate how the other gods give me the boring jobs. I am goddess of the hunt, the moon itself. I possess the power to do so many great things and yet here I am, searching for a runaway demigod. 

Why Zeus didn't just blow Percy Jackson up with a bolt of lightning is a mystery to me. I've met Percy maybe twice and neither time had made a great impression on me. He was just another demigod, and there were plenty of those. Why did the gods so desperately need the only one who ran away? 

The only reason I am going on this silly hunt is because I can tell it means a lot to Thalia. they were friends once, her and Percy. I know a little about what Thalia is feeling. She is still struggling with being immortal, watching all her friends and family grow older while she stays the same. She wants to keep as close to those that she loves before it's too late. 

I wonder what it would be like to love someone so much that you are willing to become a mortal, to let death touch you, just to be near them. Love has never been something I understand, it's dangerous and it makes people do stupid things. But Aphrodite has also said that is incredibly powerful. I don't disagree, I just think that like all power, it can be abused. I am not willing to take that risk. 

I have my wonderful hunters to take care of. I look up at the sun in the sky and I realise I probably have my little brother too. Between Apollo and my hunters, I have enough love to last many lifetimes. I glance down at the black haired girl beside me. Surprisingly I have Thalia, she has become like a sister to me and so I will go on this hunt for her.

"Tell me," I say to her, as we make our way through a long stretch of forest, "Why did Percy Jackson run away?" 

Thalia looks at me out of the corner of her eye, maybe she wonders why I am curious. It does not hurt to know what it is you are hunting for. 

"His girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, died," There is the smallest hitch in Thalia's voice. 

I knew Annabeth Chase had died, I remember being a little sad. She was such a strong young woman. She could've made a wonderful hunter, I remember even offering her a place once. But of course she'd been in love. 

"So he just ran away?" Running away from problems didn't seem like the right way to deal with them. I prefer to just kill all my problems. 

Thalia nods.  "He didn't speak a word after her death. He just disappeared." 

Now it is my turn to nod. 

Thalia keeps going, "I'm worried about him, Artemis. He's been gone for so long." 

"I'm sure he's fine," I say, for her benefit. I almost admire this boy for his courage, it takes guts to hide from the gods. But at the same time I know he has been foolish to assume that he can ever get away from us. Really Percy Jackson has made his own life harder, Zeus will surely punish him if I don't. 

Nobody runs away from the gods and gets away with it. Not even Perseus Jackson. 

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