Percy Jackson - Forgiving, not Forgetting

Hardly the Reunion of the Year

The time went quickly for Percy. He thought that it might be because he was dreading to go back to the camp, or because he was having too much fun with his sisters. Maybe it was because he didn't get time off much lately, and so this was a piece of heaven in hell. Well, Tartarus for us who have godly connections.

It only felt like seconds that it was the day of the deadline. They had waited until the last minute to go, trying to spend less time there as possible. Even Thalia didn't seem to enjoy going back.

The trek was a short one, with little to none rest stops. They reach the demigod camp within two days, as they were close by. As soon as the girls and Percy stood over the line, the couch horn blasted. The campers all came up to see what was happening, because usually the Hunters come in silently. The camp had a noticeable loss of numbers though. They all noticed the dark figure wrapped in a onyx hoodie that was Percy. They couldn't see his eyes or hair, only his mouth and tip of his nose. He stood straight and tall, like a proud lion. His build was lean as if a swimmer, but his muscles were still noticeable through his outfit. Several weapons were sprayed across his body, which led to uneasiness through the camp. They barely realized that a male was with the Hunters.

Chiron walked to the front of the lines, followed by Frank and Hazel. Leo was nowhere in sight. The old tutor stopped in front of everyone and gave them a warm smile. However, that smile wavered a little when the dark figure moved next to Artemis. He whispered something in her ear, to which she nodded. The figure stepped back slightly and was encased with a glowing light. When it stopped, a orange-red phoenix spread its magnificent wings and took flight. The campers all gawked at the beauty before looking back at Artemis and her Hunters.

"Lady Artemis," Chiron spoke carefully. "why do you have a male escorting the Hunt?"

Her eyes flashed, something that the Hunt and some campers saw. She pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow.

"Am I not allowed to have my Guardian escort us?" Chiron stepped back at the tone in her voice. It was a guarded anger, something he had never been subjected to by the gods. But also annoyance too.

Chiron decided to not ask any more, as it seemed that Artemis was very defensive on that subject. But before he could ask what the Hunt was doing at Camp Half-Blood, the Phoenix came back and transformed into a male again.

"All defences are satisfactory. A mixture of Greek and Roman. Although not the safest place we could be, it has an alright defence and offence, mi'lady." The man informed.

Many campers frowned at the voice. It was familiar, as it was with the gods, but changed and more powerful. His presence basically demanded respect which only tripled when he opened his mouth. 

Artemis turned towards their 'Guardian'. "Any monsters or threats in the area?" She asked. The dark figure silently shook his head. "You know what you have to do now?" She asked, with a little fear in her voice. Chiron noticed this and became weary. Whatever this man was doing, if it was enough to make Artemis scared, then he should be too.

The dark figure nodded again and walked off into the camp with the Hunt trailing. The campers didn't know what to do, so they started to follow. They were lead to the Amphitheatre. The Hunt was station behind the man, with Artemis next to him. 

Artemis cleared her throat, gaining the attention of others. "Our Guardian used to be a camper that has been long seen. He was one that, frankly, shouldn't be here today." She spoke without emotion.

The campers and Chiron were frowning. It was easy to tell that they were curious and scared, but didn't know what was to happen. Before Artemis could speak again, the dark figure threw his hood down, scaring some of the older campers. Chiron however, walked over towards him.

"Perseus?" He whispered. He was shocked when Percy only nodded without emotion. He knew that this Percy was different then before. "Your dead."

Percy shook his head, not speaking. He turned towards his former friends, that were currently looking at him with shocked, happy, and horrified. The campers that recognized him, had similar faces. They were expecting to see Percy grin that famous troublemaker grin and say something sarcastic, but all he did was stand their with no emotions.

Percy turned to Artemis. Only speaking in his their language so no one could understand. "Where will I be sleeping Artemis?"

The campers looked confused, but Artemis just smiled at him. "In our cabin if you would like? We have spare beddings. Or you could go to your fathers? Anywhere would be fine." She replied.

Percy looked around with his lips pursed slightly and his eyebrows furrowed. He looked at each camper slowly, analyzing them with terrifying eyes, before looking back at Artemis.

"First option." He replied in English with a small smile. The smile however, held mischief that she knew would get her and her Hunters in trouble. Obviously the Hunters saw this and grew excited smiles. They knew that with Percy, they would get away with anything. Artemis shook her head fondly.

"Sisters," Percy called behind him with his grin growing. "with me. I have something planned." The campers didn't miss how his eyes held a sort of evil look. They looked freaked out, which no one could blame them for. Percy could be scary when wanted.

The Guardian took off with the Hunters following. He had Sophia on his back with Thalia and Phoebe flanking him. The campers had no idea what they were planning, but Chiron noticed the look. One similar to the Stoll brothers when pranking. He noticed that Artemis had yet to continue though, and that she was looking at him. She motioned him to follow and set off to the big house, Chiron trotting to catch up. The campers slowly but surely got back to their activities, every now and then looking over at the silver cabin in fear and happiness. They older campers, however, were sad. They knew something has happened to him and he wasn't the same. He was worse then when he died after Annabeth left.

Because the oldest in the camp knew what really happen. No, she didn't die or leave for the mortal world. She betrayed him. She went and threw him in Tartarus, or at least try too. When she didn't achieve her goal, she left to join the monsters that were planning attacks on the camp. Because since the defeat of Gaia, she had betrayed the gods. The camp. But most of all, Percy. 

They hadn't seen Percy since he went to meet the gods after the 'incident'. They though that they had killed him. But here he was, guarding the Hunt. He changed, they knew that.

But it was hardly the Reunion of the Year. He just revealed himself and left without a single word, literally.

And they wanted to know what happened to their father-like figure, leader, and brother.

Their Saviour.