Vengeance

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Artemis PoV

When I woke up in the morning, Percy's arms were around me, my head on his chest.

"Good morning, moon," he mumbled groggily.

I sighed. "There's another council meeting in a couple of hours. I should get going."

"Do you really have to attend all those meetings?" My boyfriend asked.

I kissed his cheek. "I'll be back in a few days."

Percy tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, causing a slight blush to rise on my cheeks. "Be safe, moon."

I pecked his lips and flashed back to my palace, where I showered and changed.

Afterwards, I made my way to the throne room. I did my best not to fall asleep as my father babbled on about Percy being the biggest threat to Olympus at the moment, and how we needed to take him out.

He wasn't a threat to Olympus.

No, Percy was a threat to Zeus.

After the meeting I returned to my palace, finding a very unpleasant surprise waiting for me.

I may be an Olympian, but if you are sorely outnumbered and unprepared, you will most likely lose.

I grunted as the blade embedded itself in my gut, pain erupting.

I felt blow after blow from weapons, fists, arms, legs, you name it.

After a few minutes, I had been disarmed, and could no longer fight back.

I prayed for Percy, and he appeared within seconds.

The cut on my forehead allowed for ichor to blur my vision, so I could not see much of anything.

Finally, the last assailant stopped kicking me, yanked away.

I whimpered as Percy picked me up. I was able to make out the piercing green eyes through the haziness before passing out.

I came to some time later and attempted to sit up.

"Just rest, moon," Percy chided softly.

Percy obliged to my request, laying down next to me.

"Percy," I murmured. "They said you hired them. I know you didn't."

He kissed the top of my head. "I didn't hire anyone, and I certainly wouldn't have them attack you."

"I'm tired," I murmured.

"That's okay," Percy told me. "You got hurt pretty bad. If you need anything, tell me."

I grabbed his arm, pulling it so it was draped over my waist.

He kissed my forehead, and I drifted off again.

I was awoken by the smell of cookies.

Percy was sitting next to me, holding a plate of cookies.

"Why are they blue?" I yawned.

"Because blue is my favourite colour, and my mom used to make me blue cookies," he replied. "They make me feel better, so I thought they might make you feel better too."

I sat up, pecking the god's cheek.

Percy smiled and held out a cookie for me.

It was an exceptionally yummy cookie.

My boyfriend set the plate down, and I crawled into his lap.

"Hug?" He asked.

My response was to curl up and snuggle into his chest.