Percy knelt before three of the gods. His hair was messy and his skin pale. His eyes were red rimmed and puffy and his cheeks tear stained. "Percy? What are you doing here so late?" Lady Hera asked. "I have a request." Percy said in a croaky voice. "Anything for the saviour of Olympus." Lady Hestia replied immediately. "I wish to die." When Annabeth breaks Percy's heart and turns everyone against him, he begs Artemis, Hestia and Hera to kill him. Not wanting their favourite hero to die, they give him a new purpose to live. As the hunts new guardian.

The Queen's Champion by: Anaklusmos14 at https://m.fanfiction.net/u/4111486/.

Percy, betrayed by who he thought was his soul mate, takes a daring act and swears himself by the oldest Primordial. Now, he has to deal with the consequences, both good and bad. Eventually Percy/Artemis. All credit goes to starblade176 (the original author of this story) and Rick Riordan.

(COMPLETED) Under editing "Ah.... it's me Lady Artemis, Percy? You know, that guy who held up the sky for you so that you can kick Atlas' ass? That guy?" "What are you talking about, boy? I have never held up the sky or even seen you in my life." 'Wait what? How can she not remember that? How can anyone not remember that? The only way that's possible is if... Oh no...' Percy then asked a question that he hoped was wrong to ask, "Lady Artemis, what is the year today?" Artemis still held up her bow, but her hold on it eased up from the strange question, "This is the age of rebellion boy, the gods and titans are currently fighting. How do you not know about this?" 'I am so screwed,' thought Percy. ___ Percy finds himself thousands of years in the past with a man-but-not-yet-hating goddess.