(Currently Editing for Continuity and other such errors) Guardian of the Huntress The Guardians, and ancient order created by the gods with one purpose, one reason for existing. That reason? To protect the gods from their enemies. Each Guardian was assigned to and Olympian for life and was tasked with ensuring said Olympian's continued physical, mental, and emotional health. Such little information is known about the Guardians that mortals do not even know of them and demigods consider their existence to be a true myth. One of these Guardians, a son of Poseidon, was considered the greatest of all Guardians. A force to be reckoned with, the Guardian of Artemis, the Midnight Huntress with a silver bow, was nigh unstoppable. His name was Perseus Jackson, and this is his story.

They thought they were capturing him. His family thought he was dead. None of them realized he was safer in the hands of an enemy rather than his own fathers. Verbal and physical abuse was normal in his life, and getting used to having your father hate you is hard, but must be done in order to live. Being captured by an enemy is on nobody's to do list, but yet it happens with no warning, this young pups life is changed forever. For better or worst you can decide. I do NOT own Percy Jackson or any of the other characters. Rick Riordan does!!