Chapter 40 Blood moon Tale

Percy’s Point of View

There in the darkness through the silver bars that Percy could perceive and the person stood in front of
him surprised the imprisoned werewolf. That grey hair and tall feature. The dark aura around him and
that colour of his eyes, gold and wild like a wolf. Lucien stood before him, his hands in his pocket and a
sneer Lucien had on his face.

"L-Lucien" Percy stuttered, trying to confirm since it was dark in the dungeon.

"The one and only" he said casually and moved closer, inspecting the strength and quality of the prison
bars.

"How did you get here?!" Percy exclaimed. "Do you know how dangerous this place is?"

"Uh please" the grey wolf laughed with arrogance. "Even after five thousand years, the defence of this
city is still trash. Can you believe it? One guy guarding the entrance! It's like they're asking to be
attacked."

"I thought you already went back home" Percy said. Part of him was relieved to see his kin again. Yet
he was still ashamed for what he had done and now he couldn't bring himself to face Lucien.

"No werewolf is left to die Perseus!" Lucien suddenly snapped, despite where he was. "The day you
returned to your goddess again, I expected this would come. Have you learned now Perseus? That
only your people love you?"

Percy sighed. A current of sorrow filled his heart and flowed through every deep aspect of his mind.
Even though now thinking of Artemis, it hurt him still and perhaps it would never end. But the truth was
the truth. That she betrayed him and had built a wall between them and he regretted it. For that pain he



carried and the fire of wrath again burned inside him added him the courage to face his kindred and he
spoke.

"My worst mistake was to ever trust a god. Only if I listened to you and now I'd have been reunited with
our people. I'm no right to beg for forgiveness. But by moment of fury I took an oath of vengeance.
Hereby I ask you to release me from this chain so I can fulfil my oath; for I can't rest in peace if I
relinquish it."

And there Lucien, looking at a prince in front of him and the excitement filled his heart. For long he
hoped Percy would realise his folly and return to the light and he waited hopelessly. But now by the
lesson he had learnt and Lucien was moved. There he stepped forward and his arm transformed to a
werewolf's, cladded with smooth grey fur and supernatural strength and muscles. His lethal sharp
claws cut through the bars like a hot knife through butter and in a blink of eyes, Percy was free.

Lucien dropped on one knee and supported his kin.

"Your mistake is shameful yet it's like a sandcastle before a big wave. For your oath I would not let you
stand alone because of my promise to bring you home and no werewolf break their promise."

Percy smiled and held on his hand as Lucien pulled him to his feet. The moon glowed more intense as
his strength slowly recovering and the fire burned more fiercely than ever before. He stepped out from
the dark cell and navigated a way to escape.

"Though I say to take vengeance" Percy said. "We alone can't achieve it. Also I don't intend to die here
by recklessness. We shall escape but will sure inflict destruction on our road"

Lucien smirked for long he waited to hear Percy's words. Now he had the opportunity to take revenge
on the gods for so long he waited. The moment was like a wolf inside a farm of sheep.



From there to their left was the entrance which Lucien came, but to the right and below was a deep
dungeon with things that growled and howled at night and terrified the guards. A smile appeared on
Lucien face.

"And I know just a way for us to escape"

Lucien leaped into his wolf form, a powerful and lethal of a warrior. Long since Percy last saw that grey
fur that glowed in the dark, long he had not looked upon the brutal beast he once trained with. Lucien
grinned as his sharp fangs and teeth exposed and he sprinted to the darkness afar, into the dungeons
below and Percy stared at him in confusion.

For a minute passed and Percy heard the sound of metals clashing against each other until Lucien
came back and pulled him aside into the dark cell again. But this time he did not come alone for a wild
run of other creatures that followed him and Percy would've been stormed to death if Lucien didn't save
him. There Lucien unleashed the creatures that were still imprisoned upon Olympus, awaiting for
judgment. They stormed through the stairs of the dungeon and the fire grew dim by their feet
thundering on the cobblestones and their eyes filled with fire of hatred for the gods. There they stormed
through the darkness like bees leaving their nest, freeing more and added into their group and they
sprung into the street of Olympus, whom citizens were still oblivious of what dooms that were coming.
And the first step of Percy vengeance completed, and the lines of the prophecy came true.

Artemis at the time was wandering around the street, trying to find away to sneak into the prison and fix
her promise, or at least to contain Percy's wrath. Though her mind was clouded with concerns, the
lights of the busy street of Olympus never stopped amaze her. The fair city long withstood by the flow
of time, the marble stone cladded with precious gems and white wall engraved with history of the earth.
At night, by the light of the lamps and touches and other sources, the city glowed like a second moon
upon the cloud and its people prospered and lived in splendour.



But the red moon ever grew strong and she looked with dismay. For no tidings came of thread, yet the
warning was still there. Only if tonight could go peacefully, and perhaps for once the Fates were wrong.

Then out of the cold, of the noises of laughter and trade upon the boisterous street, a dreadful scream
defiled it. Then from the slope that lead towards the palace, the citizens started pouring down with fear
embraced them. Behind them, the shadow grew tall and terrible on the wall.

Artemis's eyes widened as the fell creatures appeared behind them and through their malice, they
defiled the fair street of Olympus. For the next moment was a blur of chaos and the citizens were taken
unaware. Some were slain at the spot, some were stormed to death by the escape of the hell and the
blood marred the stone and the once fair wall. Artemis fought and waylaid the monster path of
destruction, buying time for the vulnerable citizens to escape. But her arrows were overwhelmed by
their number.

No place was safe in the city save the palaces of gods. The foes stormed into the house, no barricades
could constrain them and they burned and ransacked and slaughtered anyone in sight. The gods now
were aware and the guards poured through the city. Not in a million year Olympus had withheld such a
sight, not in time through its names and legendary had ever crown that title, a battlefield. Under the red
moon, the Olympian warriors began their slaughter and many citizens were caught in between the
carnage. The scream filled the air, the metal clashes vibrated the city created a catastrophe of death.

The fire grew ever higher and the scream never ended. The houses collapsed by the destruction and
the gardens fell dead. The smoke rose like a cloud from the White city and the palaces rushed in haste.

Now the lines of the prophecy wrapped around Artemis, as she witness the slaughter of Olympus and
her face darkened. For now fear was not in the description of her mind but terrified and she thought of
Percy. There she took her run, through the perils and the hazardous paths of the street of Olympus at
the time to find the only person that was dearest to her heart.



Percy and Lucien now wandering through the street of Olympus and witness the result of their doing.
For Lucien laughed in satisfaction of his malice, the joy he long seek once he got his vengeance. But
Percy now was terrified. He never killed a person unjustly save the monsters from Tartarus. Yet from
the blood, the corpses that were stained and unrecognisable, a thrill of guilt now filled his heart. The
street laid silent, for now it was a graveyard of the unburied save for the creaking of fires. Far away he
could still hear the screams of despair, the battle cries and the clangour of swords and they bleed his
heart. He saw a child laid upon the white stone. She was young, so young to enjoys and fill in her heart
the wonder of the world and now she was cloaked and wrapped in the pool of her blood and Percy was
disoriented. He looked around him, of the death and the destruction and he regretted the oath he once
took. Though some betrayed him, yet there were the innocents and he did not take that into his
account. He thought vengeance was good, he thought it could somehow cool the flame of wrath inside
him. It did. But the consequences were what he did not perceive and want to witness. For though it was
beyond cruelty and since his heart was still pure and never experienced the cruelty of the world. It
broke him more than what Artemis had set upon him. These deaths his hand did not touch, but he was
the cause and he inflicted upon them. The White city marred by blood, the fair city turned to hell and
Percy stood there, in the middle of no where and grieved for them.

Then Lucien came to him and looked with dismay.

"Nay you mourn for the Olympians!" He said. "For long they did the same cause to our people! Now
they have a taste of their own medicine. Shouldn't you be content for your oath has been fulfilled?"

"But they were innocent Lucien" Percy looked at him. "If I knew it would come down to this, I wouldn't
have taken the oath that day."

"What you did is already done!" Lucien sighed though he was frustrated of how weak Percy was.
"Quick! We must get away from here while time is still in our favour. The monsters won't buy time for
long. Chance to grieve is plenty but to escape is only once!"



And he dragged Percy away through the ruin of Olympus. They dashed from street to street, through
narrow vales, trying to avoid the fighting as much as possible even though it was against Lucien's
heart. Percy legs followed him, yet his heart was not there as each step he made, the death he
witnessed increase.

As they stumbling down nearer to the gate, a sudden spear flew at them. Lucien dodged it in time and
from both sides of the street, Olympian warriors poured down before them, blocking their path.

Lucien slipped a grin as he crackled his knuckles and left Percy there.

"I've always wanted a good fighting. Come you Olympians! Let's see whose strength is greater!"

And he leaped into his wolf form, that majestic grey fur reflected the light of the moon and shine in the
night and crashed onto the Olympians. A battle he gave them and none could withstand Lucien
strength for he was a great warrior of the north and had been made from battles. But he was too
occupied with the fight and left Percy unguarded, whom had no intention to even defend himself. There
Percy was assail by the Olympians. As three of them approached him and about to hew off Percy's
head with their great axes from behind unnoticed. But their movements suddenly stopped by the time
Percy realised presences behind him and turned back only to confront a sharp blade that was
millimetres from his forehead. But the metal never touched his skin and the guards fell sideways and a
silver arrow stuck on each of their back.

There he looked to the top of the hill and his heart was filled with relief and rejoice and the bearing
came back to him. She was there, on top of the hill. For it was the moon behind her and she casted on
herself a shadow that he could not gaze upon her face. But he could sense that unmistakable scent
and the way she held her bow. Between them was a ruin, death and fire yet the moment he saw her,
they seemed to disappear.



Slowly she walked down the hill, but her step caught speed and they turned to a sprint and Percy just
walked up to her like a child that was lost. He was glad to see her, for the fire in his heart now filled with
dreads and guilts and he needed comfort for the crime he had committed.

"A-Artemis" he called for her. His knees weakened as he searched for her guidance and warmth
through the malice of his own.

She caught him midway, her arms wrapped tight around his neck and buried her face on his hair. Percy
strength gave out the moment he was wrapped in her scent again and he dropped on his knees. He
buried his face on her chest, and as suddenly, the watergate opened and the emotions like flood
poured into him. He let his tears fall automatically like that and their droplets carried away part of the
guilt he endured.

"T-this is my fault Artemis" he said in panic, his heart quenched as he remembered the unnumbered
tears of his victims and their deaths. "I-I killed them...I-"

"No it's not your fault. It never was" Artemis shook her head as she too let her tears wet his raven hair
and held him closer. "Shh I'm here okay. You're not responsible for any of this. It's alright, I'm here for
you."

"B-but I'm the cause I-"

"Don't say anything!" she squeezed him closer to her, wrapping him more with her care and embraced
him with her warmth as her smooth words brushed his hair. It felt so right to be with him and she forgot
where they were. Nor in fact she no longer cared because she had found him and that was her
intention.

Now he realised why he couldn't survive without her. He needed her. Not the love that held him,
restrained his heart from leaving her but also his survival instincts to stay with her. And all of a sudden,



his sobbing turned quite down and the panic was gone. Though the guilt still mingled somewhere in his
heart but at the moment, Artemis hid them away.

Yet the reunion was not for long and a roar came from behind him. From afar, even through the foggy
smoke and ruin, Percy could see the eyes flared with flames and were lunging at them. Percy
immediately pushed Artemis aside and stood in front of her, his arms extended as shield. The brutal
sharp claws penetrated the smoke and stopped an inch before contacting Percy's skin, which with such
strength could've removed his head from the neck.

"Stand aside Perseus for I shall end your enteral burden and doom!" Lucine gritted his teeth, the fangs
bared at Artemis whom looked at another werewolf with fear.

"No Lucien" Percy said with a quite tone. "I won't let harm reach her"

Lucien gave out a tremendous roar of furry as the ground shook beneath his feet. He held Percy collar
and snarled at his face. "How many more time do you have to learn Perseus!? Is it only death can
wake you from your delusions!?"

"I love her Lucien" Percy said with a soft voice and it seemed pathetic even more to Lucien, whom was
already furious.

Yet Percy word came to her and Artemis's heart stop. Maybe she heard it wrong, maybe because the
heat of the battle caused her to receive wrong information. But she knew the reality, and it told her the
truth. He loved her. The words quenched her heart and strange feelings filled her. A sensation
exploded in her as if she felt something bursted inside. Though what remain was just a memory, yet it
still replayed clear and loud in her mind those words and she found courage and strength. Artemis rose
and approached the quarrel of the wolves.

"Let him go!" She snapped at Lucien who glared at her and his eyes burned with fire.



He attempted to strike at her but Percy stepped on his path and he knocked Percy to the ground with a
punch.

"No!" Artemis screamed as she tried to catch Percy but Lucien was faster. As swift as lightning, his
claws ripped through the air and Artemis just had time to jump away. He lunged at her, his intention
was to kill but Artemis mind was set upon Percy whom laying lifeless on the ground. And she was
pinned down by Lucien brutal strength and as her throat between his grab, and he bared his fangs at
her.

"Why don't you understand that he belongs to his people!?" Lucien snapped. "What did he own from
you? Why can't you let him go!"

"It's his decision to live with who he chooses." Artemis matched his tone, despite her death was in his
palms. "You have no right to snatch his freedom away"

"Don't you realise you are his doom!?"

"And I shall endure it with him" she grabbed at his wrists and squeezed it with her strength to
emphasise her words and Lucien was driven with madness by her stubbornness.

As he raised his paw and attempted to end her life, a spear flew past him and pierced through the solid
marble floor. Lucien looked upon the hill and an army was now marching down and he knew even
though his strength was great, the odds were against him and he could not delay his escape no longer.
For once Olympus had never summoned such number of warriors to its cause and by their number, the
monsters that escaped were almost destroyed save for those that intended to runaway from the city
first.

Lucien grabbed Artemis by the throat and threw her to the ground as she landed next to Percy. Artemis
crawled, despite the choking and the relief of air yet Percy's safety was all her concern and she shook



him. Calling his name until his eyes blinking opened. But before he could speak to her, Lucien picked
him up and drag him toward the main gate, which was burning before them.

"Artemis" Percy called for her, despite the pain at his jaw and he reached out his finger to touch her.

Artemis looked upon him, as Lucien dragged him way and behind her was her people that were coming
to snatch him away from her forever. For so even going with Lucien was not wise, at least Percy could
live. And despite their rivalry and the fear still lingered in her heart, she picked up her bow and followed
Percy.

Percy was weak, yet he was heavy and his weight was slowing down Lucien yet he did not ask nor
yield for Artemis help. The fact that having her following them was already set his firsts clenching. But
Artemis knew what struggle he had; so she came to Percy side and clung his arm around her neck and
shared the weight with Lucien as they supported Percy toward the gate. Percy was many days starved
and lost most of his strength. The moment he was free, because of the wrath and heart for vengeance
he did not care of the strength he had left. Yet after the stumble upon realisation and the moment
Artemis warmth wrapped him, he knew how weak he was and after the punch he took from Lucien,
Percy was spent. Though he felt himself as a burden, yet Artemis still had a smile upon her face as she
looked forward and it lightened his spirit.

Now the gate drew near as well as the army that was chasing them. They knew they would not make it
over the gate for Artemis could only teleport once they were out of the city. The Olympians came near
and they brought closer Percy's doom. Artemis even saw the nervousness on Lucien face to which she
knew that they had only one option left. Someone had to stay. She looked at Percy, for the hope was
still in his eyes and he kept looking toward the gate, toward his freedom. Her heart trembled as she
held back the tears of joy because she was glad she could be close to him until that moment. She
didn't want that hope to leave him, a decent man like him should live for the wonders of the world he
yet to discover. And Artemis left his side.



Lucien and Percy both turned to look at her in surprise but she stared at them in determination.

"We won't make it even were added with strength" she told them. "I'll hold them, take that time and get
as far from here as possible. Paecus will help you outside."

"No they will kill you" Percy protested as he tried to reach her, to stop her from doing the reckless
cause.

But her eyes suddenly soften and she smiled, they sparkled with tears as she touched his cheek.

"Goodbye Perseus" she kissed his forehead and streams of tears running down their cheeks. "This
maybe our last but I want to tell you this, for my courage was lost that day. I never intended to betray
you or hold any thought to do so. For my folly and careless I led doom to you. I'm sorry..."

"It was the past" he spoke with a soft voice and held her cheek. His thumb brushed her soft skin and he
tried to contain the tears. "Come with me please"

At the moment she was about to give in. But if she did, she would risk his chance to survive. Perhaps
Lucien was right. It was time for her to release him, from the burden he had to carry. And she kissed his
hand and removed it from her cheek.

"Goodbye"

There Percy screamed. There he tried to reach, to hold her yet Lucien arm restrained him. Artemis
looked at Lucien eyes and he nodded and started dragging Percy away, who was struggling out of his
hold.

He cried and called for her name but she just stood there with a smile upon her lips and stared at him.
She did not tell him how she felt for him yet. But perhaps it was for the best and she wanted him to bury
their memories in the land of peace.



"Goodbye Perseus" she whispered one last time and with her dagger, she charged at the marching
army.

~The end~

N/A attention ladies and gentlemen! It was just a joke. Don't kill me ????✌ ??????

The path was sodden of Percy's tear and Lucien did his best to prevent Percy from running back. His
persuades and counsel was ignored by Percy and he just keeps calling Artemis name. Until Lucien had
to knock him out the second time and dragged him through the sewer of Mahhattan to a wood.

A sudden wind awoke Percy an hour after they had settled down and he looked around disoriented.
Then the memory came to him and he tried to run back again. But this time Lucien was clever than
that. A rock flew out from nowhere and knocked Percy to the ground. Lucien marched upon him and
held Percy collar shirt and brought him close to his face.

"What's it with you huh?" Lucien growled. "Death wish?"

"I-I have to find her. I have to find Artemis" Percy tried to crawl away but Lucien brought Percy to face
him again. And he slapped Percy with such force that knocked him to the ground and blood gushed out
from the corner of lips. Yet that somehow gave Percy back his senses.

"She's gone!" Lucien snapped. "Running back there is like letting her sacrifice in vain don't you know
that! Stand up Perseus! A werewolf does not show his weakness and cowardice easily like this!"

Percy grabbed a handful of dried leaves that were drooped from the trees as the winter was drawing
near. He was angry. He was mad of why Lucien never tried to understand and always looked at him
like a pathetic kid. Percy was mad of because of his intolerance, of the stupid rivalry between his
people and hers. Now because of the rivalry that they were separated and perhaps would never have a
chance to see each other again. From the fury and Percy stood and landed a punch on Lucien. It was



too fast for even Lucien to perceive and it sent him to the ground. Percy stood over him, his shadow
casted on the grey wolf and Lucien looked at him with wonder.

Percy though turned and walked away and Lucien just stared at his back. He staggered on the leaves,
the crunches played like the calling of death in his ears. He walked but his mind was gone and he was
just a walking corpse upon the earth. For his heart was dead and cold and her warmth was the only
thing could touch it. But she was gone. Though he had no intention to come back to Olympus, he had
no interest to return to his people either. Without her his world felt so empty and the darkness blocked
his vision. The wind brushed at his skin but he did not feel cold, and thrones stung and bled him but he
did not wince and he just walked, through the wood under the dead moon.

She was gone whether by his cause or no and there wouldn't be anymore comfort for him. No comfort
to ease the pain of her passing. For long he lived and now he experienced the bitterness of immortality.
For those you love would depart and at the end you'll be utterly alone. He now had to linger on in
darkness and in doubt. As night falling winter had come without a star. Here in time he would dwell,
bound to him grief, under the fading trees, until all the world had changed and the long years of his life
would be utterly spent. He dropped on his knees and stared at the darkness before him and imagined
of a swift and painful death. So he could carry along that pain but not the memory with Artemis, for
losing her they were unbearable. The moon hearken to his sobbing and the branches fell at his side
and around him was dull and dark.

But light came to him. A pinkish light appeared and lit up a section of the dark wood of despair and he
stared up with wonder. As the light disappeared, his eyes slowly perceived through the darkness of the
night and they were filled with hope.

A person laid on the ground, where the pink light touched the ground and though her back was facing
him, that auburn hair drove his heart with delight. And he crawled and made his way toward the girl
laying before him. That scent he never forget, the tranquil of forest of Spring. Slowly he turned her on



her back, and his breath hitched. Though her jacket was tattered, cuts and scratches craved on her
pale skin, yet she was still breathing. He immediately pulled her close to him like a precious gem he
lost for so long.

"Oh Artemis. My Artemis" he sobbed on her hair and brushed her cheek. He shook her gently as she
laid peaceful in ease on his chest. No joy could compare to that moment of his. No pain could he feel
for his heart was now filled with relief and love. He pulled her closer, his warmth filled her lung and
slowly, her eyes blinked open.

The wind held and the movement of all things stopped when their eyes connected again. The colour of
his eyes was shine and bright by her presence and her silver orbs casted away its dull. Her hand
languorously raised and he caught it midway and brought it to his cheek. A smile came to her face and
she brushed his skin, of the relief that he was safe filled her heart and hope came to them.

"Look like I'm bound with you forever huh?" She smiled and he grinned at her.

"So don't you dare to leave me Stubborn Goddess" he squeezed her hand and she nodded. Tears
were now swelling up her eyes but he brought his thumb and swept them away.

They sat in silence with her leaning on his chest and his arm wrapped around her. The wood now to
Percy was lively and was filled with beauty. He just needed this. To be close to the person he loved
most and he was ready to leave everything. Despite their wounds, they still held tight on each other for
the fear that was still lingering in their heart.

"You two need a minute?"

A voice suddenly came and they broke apart. Lucien appeared out of darkness as he stared down at
them.

"I must say you are stubborn. Even to death, Moon Goddess"



"Lucien" Percy snared him and said in stern voice.

The grey wolf just shrugged. He now could see the bond between Artemis and Percy was almost
unbreakable. She still did not gain his respect, but Lucien was now began to understand why Percy
was so attached to her; and he was afraid. For Artemis's existence seemed to be his will to live and the
chain to tie him. There Lucien tried to devise a new way to prevent it for he had seen their future.
People said Moon goddesses carried curses with them. From the previous Selena and now Artemis.
Those who had this curse would live a life of loneliness, for whatever cause, they would never
experience true happiness and those tried to break it would suffer devastatingly. Especially to the ones
around them and that was what Artemis doing, even though she was oblivious of the curse. Lucien
knew much of it and sooner or later, Percy would die because of her.

But now was not the time to carry out his plan. For Percy had lost his strength but his wrath was
greater than Lucien. The young prince concerned him and made Lucien proud the moment he stood up
and fought against him. So he tried to lead them away and perhaps could bring down their guards and
he'd strike his final assault.

"It's still dangerous to linger here" he said. "We must move quickly before dawn."

Percy and Artemis nodded for it was only their option. Artemis was saved by Aphrodite. But she knew
that chance would not come the second time if they stayed there longer. As the three ready to set their
feet, Fates decided to pull the last card of the day.

"Artemis?"

The familiar voice came from behind them they they all turned back. Artemis eyes widened for that the
light radiated from the person before her revealed him clearly. Apollo stood there, on the hill just few
feet away from them in astonishment.

"Apollo I-" she tried to approach him but Apollo saw Lucien's claws and realisation hit him.



"You mingle with them?" His face darkened and narrowed his eyes.

Artemis was shock of the brother she loved before her. The look of betrayal he beheld and his fists
folding and the light of him set fire upon the trees.

"You dare to mingle with those that brought deaths to our home!?" He roared and behind, Artemis
heard a deep growl.

For Lucien could not delay their escape any longer and Apollo appearance brought enemies to them.

"Let's get this over with"

And Lucien charged at Apollo and both Percy and Artemis was taken in surprise.

"Lucien NO!

But her word came too late for Lucien already paces away and his wolf form terrified her. His grey fur
reflected Apollo light as her brother normally feared werewolves above all monsters but because of the
slaughter upon Olympus replaced his fear with hatred. There Lucien and Apollo clashed and the trees
around them were knocked to the ground and the animals were set wild. But Artemis knew her brother
was no match for the strength of a werewolf, who was still thirst in blood. Out of her love and concern,
the reckless part took over her and she too charged into the fight to assist her brother.

"Artemis!"

But Percy's scream did not reach her, for her ears were filled with the intention to save her brother. So
Percy ran after her, in attempt to protect her and to stop the fight.

There in the night, under the red dreadful moon, the second battle between gods and werewolves
ranged again in the wood near Olympus. They fought with all their strength with each had different
purpose in mind. For Lucien whom just wanted death and vengeance and each blow he threw was



fatal. For Apollo whom fought with wrath and hatred and his target was set upon the warrior of the
North. There Artemis who fought by her brother side, but her attack was contained as in her mind she
just wanted to stop her brother. And last there Percy, who tried to block every blow that came towards
Artemis despite the strength was limited to him.

But Lucien had no matches and even Apollo had the aid of the Olympian warriors would not bring him
victory. Soon the twin was defeated and was threw to the ground. Lucien attempted to strike first at
Artemis but Percy came to her rescue and was pinned down too by his claw. The blood filled Lucien
eyes and he knew not friend or foe. As he thought Percy was Apollo and tried to choke him to death,
Artemis jumped on him and stabbed the sharp of her arrow on his shoulder. The roar of Lucien filled
the air and he shook and brought Artemis to the ground by his fangs. Lucien eyes filled with fury as the
free hand he too choked the life out of Artemis.

But when it seemed Percy and Artemis endurance were at their limit, a spear threw out and tear
through midair and pierced through Lucien shoulder that pushed him back. There from the wood, a roar
of a lion came and Artemis found hope. The gleam of his sword reflected the gold of his armour and out
of the trees, Paecus charged out. Lucien the moment saw that golden armour knew who was
underneath it, for a time Paecus had dwell with the werewolves; and Lucien knew his strength was no
match for the hybrid of the gods, plus with the wounds on him. So he retreated, sprinting toward the
dark trees afar and was gone.

"You ok?" Paecus helped Percy to his feet. He had no intention to fight Lucien but to scare him away
because he too loved the werewolves and sympathised them.

Percy looked at him in appreciation and nodded as Paecus rested his sword on the ground. Apollo just
found back his consciousness. But Artemis, the Fates did not favour her.

A gasp escaped her mouth and the three men drove their attention to the goddess. There their eyes
widened and the sight like a knife stabbed at Percy chest. On her forearm, a dread mark was engraved



on her pale and beautiful skin, the mark of death. The poison was starting to spread and it changed the
skin colour of its surrounding and her Ichor never stopped gushing. In the heat of the battle, Artemis in
attempt to save Percy was bitten by Lucien and the fatal wound was now sucking the life out of her.

"Percy..." Her last word she gave and her lips trembled as her legs gave out. The darkness took over
her.

N/A now I know I'm cruel and all but I can't help it guys!!! ????? anyway, votes and comments really
help and it's sad to say this but Percy and Artemis won't be reunited ????. If you want to know well I
guess you have to wait. One last thing before I put an end to the chapter. This chap is dedicated
toooo.....

xain7411

FakeWordsMeanNothing congratulations guys!!! ??????


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