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Artemis's POV
After a little but, I heard Thalia and Zoe praying to me that they found a big enough rock. I told them to hang on a second.
Then there was a flash and Athena and Hephaestus had come back. Both a little sweaty.
"Well...?" My father asked.
"We finished it." Athena answer our father.
He nodded and then looked at the rest of the gods besides Hestia, Posieden and I, to flash the army of people to what ever 'it' was. I then flashed to the point.
What I saw shocked me. It was beautiful. It was an grave for Percy on Olympus. But it was like something from the Washington monument.
It was blue and sea green. With silver and moon designs on it. Along with fire designs and sea designs.
The inside had pictures of Percy from when he was born to his finally fight. Only about an hour ago.
But at the end of the long hallway full of pictures was a coffin.
It had the design of the moon. And sea clashing together. On the grave in had had these works:
Percy Jackson
Son of Posieden
Adopted so of Hestia
Two time saver of Olympus
Hero of Olympus
One of the seven
Guardian of the hunt
Lover of Artemis
I fell to the floor when I saw the "lover of Artemis". I tried not to cry. Only a couple of sobs escaped. I carefully got up off the ground.
"Everyone should say there good byes to Percy now." My father spoke.
One by one everyone went up to say thank you and good bye to Percy. The Hunt, the seven or six, Nico, Hestia Posieden, and I were last.
After that people started to slowly walk out of the place. I was the last on out. Everyone was stand outside of the building.
I then stood Infront of everyone. They looked at me confused. I turned my back to them and spoke to Thalia and Zoe there head. Telling hem.to touch the rock and close there eyes.
I then teleported them to the front for the building. The rock was perfect just like I wanted to be. They jumped off the Rick (A/N you know I didn't even me to do this. It's like Rick wanted this to happen) and walked over to me.
I then looked at Riptide that was in my hand. I took the cap off and walked over slowly to the rock.
As I walked I placed a curse on it. So that the only one who could pull out the sword would be Percy.
I then put the sword over my head and stuck it right into the rock. I turn back around of see everyone staring at me.
"Only Percy's soul can pull it out of the rock. Only him." I announced to the crowd. Everyone nodded.
I then start to walk to my palace bowing the Hunt was following.
Third POV
Over the years, the Hunt became colder that it had ever been. They never kicked around like they usually did. Only hunted for monster and killed them.
But they had changed on thing. The rescued half-bloods, even boys. They would continue what Percy had done All the time ago.
Not know or checking if Percy's soul had ever touched the Underworld. And not check if his body had been taken from his grave. To be use again.
But they became the most scary group in the Greek and Roman culture.
Olympus had also changed it's ways.
Ever time the Olympians had a matter to discuss about demi-gods, they did it at Percy's monument.
They based they chooses on Percy. Asking them sleeves if Percy would approve. They spent more time with there kids. Made sure the mortals the had kids with had a good life after them.
Had money to keep there kid ok until they were old enough to go to camp.
Also the two camps that merged. Creating a place were they learned better. And had fun.
Not know that Olympus was about to go through another war. And was also about to get there Hero back.
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The Hunt's Guardian
FanfictionDisclaimer: some parts are edited but there still are a lot of mistakes. Under editing Yes, I know some of the facts are wrong in the book, so please don't comment on them. They are simply wrong for the story line. (Pertemis) Percy's life was hard m...
