Pertemis: A Wolf’s Tale

The look of confusion soon was switched to betrayal. Percy stared at Artemis while she was totally out of the Earth. He tried to rise, trying to fighting back from the chain wrapping around him and the shackle around his neck. But an Olympian, whose  appearance looked so much alike with Paecus except his red armour and warlike looking restrained Percy and held his blade at Percy's neck.

"Be a good dog" he warned. "Or I shall cloak your skin on my  shoulder."

Zeus walked up to Artemis, whom face was as pale as a sheet and held her shoulder. He turned back to the Olympians and announced.

"This credit will be given to Artemis! Without her, we wouldn't have tracked down this werewolf!"

"No father I..." Artemis tried to decline, to protest as her face was beyond terrifying.

"Accept it daughter" Zeus waved his hand. "This victory is yours. I have never doubted your hunting skills. You just made me proud today"

"But-"

And he started laughing. That his laugh shook the ground with tremendous sound and echoed through the buildings.

Percy that moment didn't say anything more, since he was trying to comprehend it. But slowly, a realisation hit him from Zeus announcement. He couldn't believe it, not that he had a choice. But it was clear to him that Artemis somehow involved in his capture. She didn't dare looking directly at him, which angered Percy even more because right now all he needed was her correction, her  justification. Even if she didn't speak, her look would have told him she was innocent. But she didn't look back at him, nor pity her glance down on him and it hurt him so much that even Wolfsbane scrubbing on his opening wounds would be considered painless.

There Aphrodite and Paecus appeared full of surprises as they observed the situation. Paecus intended to run in and help, but his mother held him back since it was not the time to do anything impulsive. One wrong move would reveal anyone that involved, including Hades and Hestia. The goddess of love secretly at the time casted an enchantment over the building of the hunters. Their interference would be the most of her concerns.

"You caused us a lot of troubles wolf" Zeus sneered as he leaned closer to him.

Percy growled. After all years he had been waiting and now the enemy that destroyed his father clan and the legendary of his race was in front of him and Percy could not do anything to take his vengeance. Percy blood boiled as if the very  molecule in his body wanted to explode, to break free of that cursed chains and rip off his head. His eyes flared red, yet he could not transform, like the shackle somehow imprisoned his power.  Percy attempted to snap but Zeus leaned his head back and started laughing.

"Look at this!" Zeus said. "It's been a long time I've seen a werewolf and they still not change. Stubborn as always. Don't worry wolf. You won't have the spirit to growl for long"

Percy felt as if humiliated. The surrounding, the people. Some laughed, some stared with wonder and with surprises and fascination as if he was an exhibit, a species that was brought before them. The shame he endured and their laughter echoed and thundered through his mind that it broke his inside. The look of hatred filled in his eyes, the fire of wrath burned in his heart that none could restrain and at the moment he silently swore an oath that forever he regretted. One day, blood will be spilled on Olympus.

"Bring forth the execution now!" Zeus suddenly switched to seriousness. "I shall not delay any further this creature existence!"

"I think you should wait" Aphrodite saw the situation had turned critical and decided to involve.

"And why is it that you speak?" Zeus turned to her.

"We should imprison him" she said. "Maybe we can find out some valuable informations. What if you will find out a den full of werewolves?"

Percy looked at her with bewildering. Her words as if she had planned for his capture in the first place. As if he had lured him to this place and made Artemis the bait to lower his guards. Yet he also realised another purpose. She was delaying him from being executed. Now he could not know which was her true purpose, for the goddess of love was capricious and unpredictable and not many could know her true intentions. Let along with Percy whose brain made of Seaweed according to Artemis.

"I say we kill him now so no more concern will be discussed tomorrow!" Zeus bellowed.

I say we keep him for further investigation" Aphrodite held her ground and stepped forward and came toe to

Normally none would speak or involve Aphrodite in any of their business, or in fact she never bothered. But Aphrodite could be intimidating once

muttered to his wife, the embarrassment was building up

away. "Aren't you the king?" And Aphrodite smirked

decided since he could not win the competition with Aphrodite and she mostly had the odds with her. Even though the Olympians did not bother much of Aphrodite, her beauty charmed so many gods that none

and as he looked back at Aphrodite, a

the courage to look at him. It was too late. The look of disappointment and for the first time he was furious at her that his eyes were  bright with fire,

was

upon the silver bed and darkness befell on her. The counsel she took for herself of the mistakes she

excitement that forsook the secret of their hiding. That night upon the cliff where she discovered the final decision, and she hastily returned to Percy the second time to reveal her thoughts.

of that foolish moment she made that led to Percy capture. So it was her that led him to his death. They said she was his doom, and now she knew why she was. Long she had feared what despair

Percy's capture. Droplets of rain danced on the roof of her palace upon Olympus as if an army that was marching.

pain in his eyes. He thought she betrayed him by leading the Olympians to him and he had to right to be so since it was her fault that all this to come. Now

had she wept so many time. But ever she knew Percy, so many tears she had shed and most were sorrow. She was now desperate and hopeless

her window and the the radiant of it brought fear and death. Though its light were red and the moon churned with a turmoil she could not foretold. The red moon was never in her control, and they was always a sign from

moon slave with the

the

he shall seek to

be his and his companion's

made must be

blood shall be sheathed.

times leave and three

concealed heart shall

at the moon? Through all the events many had

about Percy it was no mistaking.

and the family will

her. Her father casting her mother into Tartarus, suspecting her for involving with werewolf. Now Hades her uncle, Hestia and Aphrodite had rebelled against her father and it seemed secretly the sides had been decided in the family of the gods. It came true. Once his identity was revealed, things would start to

he shall

his

concerned her since the beginning. But ever since she knew Percy, never once he carried out his vengeance. Though she knew his hatred for her father and most of her family, he never mentioned it to her and never actually put them in some form of action. There was time when he ran way because of Thalia's prank and on his rampage he accidentally killed three minor gods in the process. But that wasn't

that made must

decision contained or

there were any oath she made with him, then

No....

other than her. He believed she could protect him, he believed she would not betray him so he trusted her and he obeyed her. That was why he never once did anything reckless like charging into Olympus or attempt to slaughter any god. Because he believed her and her words were his command. But now, ever since his capture, it all seemed as if she had betrayed him and that look he gave her that day. The look