This story is not mine but from vPxForerunner x on fanfiction.net It is about Pertemis and what happens when you get overpowered and your Percy Jackson. (I don't want to give too much away). RECOMMENDED FOR +13

It has been 15 years since Percy Jackson was killed. 15 years since he was banished from camp for a crime he didn't commit. 15 years since he was betrayed by the ones he loved. 14 years since he was proven innocent. 14 years since his loved ones nearly killed themselves with grief. 13 years since his loved ones were given immortality to make sure it never happened again. MODERN DAY Artemis and her hunters are defeated and about to be killed when the use their last chance. Artemis summons a dead warrior to save them and be their guardian, much to the reluctance of herself and her hunters. When the warrior comes out of the ground in green and black hood, vest, jacket and trousers. But the thing that catches the hunters' eyes is the black bow and quiver with 12 arrows on his back and the sword at his side. The warrior is Percy Jackson. Sworn to protect the hunt until he dies. He remembers his betrayal. He keeps his identity a secret. Nobody must know, he tells himself nobody must know.

News spread quickly of the new arrivals of Olympus. The twin archers, Artemis and Apollo, were the greatest news since their declared victory against the Titans. Unknown to them, a woman had given birth a few hours earlier than Leto. Her child had tan skin and wind blown black hair. Even for a baby he had some muscle and the start of a six pack. But that wasn't the most interesting feature about this child, no. It was the eyes. The eyes of the Creator.