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"It's time to go sis," Apollo told the silver eyed goddess.

Artemis knew she should leave as her brother suggested but she hadn't built up the courage for that just yet. Staying near the hunters was too dangerous now. Then again, leaving them would be just as dangerous, in fact both were death sentences. She felt more werewolves encircle her camp and struggled to pass saliva as she felt their surging feelings of hunger. She could swear she heard many of them lick their lips with anticipation.

"Is it possible for him to lend us a hand?" She did not say his name, but Apollo knew who she was referring to. It was the only person who had the power, will and freedom to help save a couple of demigods and humans. He shook his head regretfully and turned to Artemis.

"I couldn't find him under my domain. I even asked Poseidon and Zeus for help in tracking him down, but they told me he wasn't under their domains either. Not only that, Poseidon hasn't felt his presence for days and fears the worst." Artemis hit a table in anger but calmed herself down.

"I doubt he's dead or anything, but he might be dealing with another serious matter if he's been gone for days. What did Hades say?" She asked with a hint of desperation in her voice.

"He said he couldn't feel him under his domain either, but he did mention that even if he did die he wasn't sure if his soul would even reach the underworld. Something about his life or essence changing with his soul the more he killed. Frankly, I didn't understand much." Apollo said with a huge feeling of defeat.

"Yeah, I don't get that either but too much is going on right before the war for it all to be a mere coincidence. I'm sure that primordial is behind everything in some way or another and everything Lycaon has been doing was part of his plans. Also, who knows how many gods have betrayed us for him already." Artemis said pulverizing an arrow tip with her fingers.

"The fates weren't helpful either, not that I think they are in league with him. My guess is someone has been abusing their powers of sight to make them this uncooperative or I am no longer worthy." Artemis fist started to shake but she managed to restrain it with her other hand. Apollo grew wary but said nothing about her waning control. Instead he tried to convince her to leave the camp again.

"It's almost time to go back to our island, if we don't leave now then I won't be able to stop you from-"

"I'm not going." She flat out refused.

"You have to!" Apollo shouted. "You do realize that even if you stay, even if you save them from these mutts, your hunters will still end up dying? And by your own hand! Is that what you want Artemis? To have more innocent blood on your hands? Think for father's sake!" Apollo had considered the results of her decision if Artemis decided to stay. She would without a doubt kill all the werewolves but the same went for her hunters. If Artemis lost control, he wasn't sure he could subdue her even if aside from the big three he was the strongest Olympian in close combat. At least not when she had a Super Moon backing her up too. The risk was too high.

"You think I don't know that! But…," Artemis paused and gripped her unrelenting fist even tighter. "You know how those vile creatures look at my daughters, the hate and hunger in their eyes! A few of girls are fairly developed too, I don't even want to imagine their fate if I abandon them now." Apollo was aware of their potential fates, there was a high chance the hunters would be overwhelmed in the heat of battle and devoured on the spot, but Artemis didn't want to risk it.

"I promised them that I would protect them from the scum of the earth, I don't want them to suffer." Apollo looked away thinking of one of his own daughters which joined the hunt. He could not imagine having to make the same decision as Artemis, to kill his own family so a monster would not? If she died by monster he could reason it was a common fate of a hero, he had been in that situation before. However, killing his own children himself to save them from that fate would taint his hand with their blood.

"I won't let any of them touch my girls. To keep my promise, I'm willing to kill them myself." Artemis said solemnly. After a moment of silence Apollo sighed.

"If that's how you want to do this I guess I'm not going anywhere either. If you see me first and attack me I would be forced to defend myself, that might give the hunters a chance to escape … and judging by your weak smile that was the point of this last-minute plan. Wasn't it?" Apollo asked showing his displeasure by crossing his arms.

"At this point it's the best shot we got. We won't get in trouble if it's nothing more than a god defending himself from a crazed goddess."

"If you attack me strengthened with the combined powers of a super and blood moon I might not be strong enough. I might have to- "

"Use deadly force? I know." Artemis chuckled. "If my hunters were to die today because I didn't plan properly the least I can do is prepare to do the same. Also, do not hold back just because I am your sister, if I can't even spare my own daughters I definitely won't spare you." Artemis smiled at her brother and Apollo reciprocated with a faint smile of his own.

After a long pause Apollo broke the silence once more. Artemis was putting him in a very difficult position. She was asking him to choose between letting the hunters die by her hand to which she will hate herself forever or for him to kill her and have him hate himself forever. He knew it was cowardly, but he will deal with that when the situation called for it.

"Any idea why they are not attacking yet?" He simply asked.

"They are waiting for midnight, they expect you would have taken me away by then and at the peak of midnight they will strike with their full power." Apollo had already figured out why Artemis had yet to start the battle too, as soon as she started any sort of violence she would not differentiate between friend or foe. Her plan was to meet them at midnight and have her hunters hide inside the tents. After massacring the werewolves, she would find the hunters by their scent but if she could see Apollo she might prioritize him over them.

Although she had not said anything to him about her intentions he knew what he had to do. His job was to engage her once she annihilated the werewolves, giving the hunters a chance to escape. The chance of her plan keeping the hunters safe was low even if Apollo used deadly force, but it was worth a try.

"I'll go tell them to get ready." Apollo stood up and walked outside the sound proof tent to meet the girls. He felt their scrutinizing eyes but cared very little for it, he stood in front of the camp and the girls intuitively gathered. He noticed a few odd faces in the group of hunter girls but paid them no heed.

"All of you, to your tents. You will escape from this camp once I give the command." He ordered. He could see their varied array of eyes, some were confused, outraged and others frightened. One was about open her mouth, but another girl stopped her. She was the leader of these girls once the goddess was out.

"You heard him, we will be sitting this one out." The complacency of the leader surprised him but only for half a second. She knows, he thought.

Another girl, much older than the ones in silver, swung back her purple cape and pulled out her sword. Imperial gold weapons are useless against werewolves, she knows too Apollo figured. Following their leader, the three boys behind her readied their sword, spear, and axe respectively. Romans huh.

They went inside the main tent as Artemis came out of hers, they did not even cross words. Artemis only held her twin silver daggers as her symbol of power was not good for fighting multiple targets at closer range and armor would just make her a tougher threat to Apollo. A faint silver aura glowed brighter until it completely changed color from bright silver to a crimson red. Artemis looked at her aura in awe and eyed the prey directly in front of her hidden behind the trees. With posed knives she charged at the werewolves unaware Apollo had flashed into the sky to spectate the battle.

A dozen werewolves were dead by the time the rest realized their plans had gone awry, the goddess did not leave like they expected her too. Instead she was fighting them straight on. Lycaon had told them that as his most faithful servants they could have a feast here without the goddess, but he was wrong. She did not leave, in fact she was fiercer and deadlier than ever before. The faint red moonlight that enveloped them was hundreds of times more prominent on the goddess and even her eyes had changed. What Lycaon told them was a goddess with cold silver eyes now displayed no coolness of silver, her eyes were blood red and only seemed more intense as she killed.

Some werewolves charged at the goddess to suppress her rampage. She had caught them by surprise when she attacked, but they were stronger than ever before and with a clear advantage in numbers. If she was going to stay with her girls, they would devour her too. Their ignorant minds could not understand that even if they did kill her she would banish into thin air. They simply charged hoping to satisfy their infinite hunger.

As more werewolves charged and vanished with a single slash of her blades, the goddess grew stronger. It had been centuries since she was at her peak of power, but the current circumstances allowed her to reach and surpass what she had previously considered her full potential. The goddess smiled with glee and continued making light of the creatures she once viewed as her greatest threat.

After hundreds of deaths no werewolf dared approach the goddess anymore. The goddess grabbed the nape of the last creature that attacked her looked at it straight in the eyes with curiosity at the petrified beast, as if asking herself if her why the toy stopped working. Artemis could tell it no longer harbored feelings of hunger or rage, as it remained frozen in fear. With her other hand the goddess held the beast by the throat and squeezed if lightly. The werewolf began to flail its claws frantically at the goddess, but she simply smiled, her toy was working again.

With a sudden jolt, Artemis pulled the head of the werewolf back ripping it off along with the spine from its body. Artemis released the corpse but before it reached the ground it turned into dust. The goddess, brimful with satisfaction, turned to look at the spectating comrades of the monster and grinned. The rest of the werewolves took a step back and fled in all directions, they were not smart, but they had enough intelligence to know moving away from the goddess was their best chance of survival.

Artemis tilted her head towards the fleeing monsters, perplexed they were running away. It was like they did not know there was no point in running. She shook with anger at their stupidity and instantly caught up to one and smashed its head into a tree. The golden dust melted in the breeze she had created, by the time it settled on the floor Artemis had already killed dozens of others. She turned around to find the last werewolf remaining, it was half a kilometer away now. It probably thought it had escaped at that distance, that it could avoid the same fate as his brethren, but Artemis knew better. In a flash, she caught up with the werewolf and grabbed its hind leg. She then threw him towards a tree and before he crashed a knife she had thrown pinned its crushed skull to the trunk making him dissolve into a pool of dust.

Artemis roared with pride into the sky and spotted the giant blood moon that filled the night sky. Beside it was a man that shone in golden light. To Artemis he seemed vaguely familiar, probably because he was family, but she had forgotten everything that did not involve the joys of killing or torture. All other thoughts were shoved aside. She was itching for a fight and after killing him she would be free to hunt more creatures. The man created a bow out of thin air and aimed for Artemis. He released his arrow, but she easily dodged it and showed him her teeth with a growl.

"Shit, she faster than I thought," he whispered. "All of you, out now. Get out of there!" He told the girls inside the tent. A few of the girls made a run for it but the rest took out their weapons.

Artemis growled and rushed for the girls that had shown themselves since they were closer. With her silver dagger she reached for the neck of a girl before her but a boy with an iron shield blocked her dagger. Another girl that wore silver then slashed at her arm with a roman sword and lightly slapped her forearm with her other hand while a couple of the hunters shot their bows at her while. Then a bigger boy attacked her with a huge battle axe forcing her to backstep.

She analyzed her opponents and realized that unlike those werewolves these opponents had teamwork. They did not give her a chance to counterattack and they covered their moments of weakness with each other attacking her at once. Artemis looked at her right arm and felt a sense of numbness stretching through her arm. It did not inhibit her movements, but it was annoying. Artemis grew angrier when she saw the girl that tapped her, she was the one that did this. The girl must have noticed and strengthened her resolve the best she could.

"I think she's coming for you Karleen, your power just pissed her off." One of her sisters said. The daughter of Ceres gulped but another girl stepped in front of her. She was a skinny girl with blond hair and a thick sword that looked more like a wooden plank than a blade.

"Guess your attack didn't work, how much you want to bet mine does?" She said with a smirk. As the goddess ran towards them everyone prepared for the charge, but the attack never came. The god that was chilling in the sky shot an arrow charged with so much sunlight that even after dodging it, it still blasted her away. Apollo jumped in front of the group of kids and coughed.

"I should have known you were preparing a strategy to fight Artemis while inside the tent Thalia." He said. Thalia gave him a smug smile and activated her aegis.

"If we leave this to you alone you'd probably end up dying. Father won't be too happy to hear about that." Thalia replied. "Plus, we have more of a chance to stop her without anyone dying if we all work together. Even if we fail we would have bought the others more time to escape and hide their scent." Apollo nodded and prepared another arrow.

A feral Artemis showed herself to her hunters and bellowed loudly. She was panting heavily, and her nails had grown bigger. The goddess rushed towards her enemies and quickly slashed a girl in the belly before the first counter strike forced her to dodge. The girl fell and started putting pressure on the wound.

"Dammit!" Screamed Ella, she had tried to use her attack on Artemis, but the goddess was too fast for her and injured Emma. She focused her powers on remodeling her blade to make it longer and thinner, so it was easier to move. She then positioned herself in her slash stance and waited for her next chance to strike.

Thalia readied her spear while another spear user next to her mimicked her actions with it and discreetly clenched his shaking fist within his golden gauntlet. Whereas Artemis fists were shaking out of anger, this boy's fist was shaking out of fear. Regardless of his feelings Peter was still going to fight, he had practically begged for a second chance. Facing a deranged goddess must be his shot at redemption and he was not going to waste it.

Apollo created a sword and charged at Artemis, the goddess blocked the sword with her hand and headbutted Apollo. A silver tipped spear grazed her shoulder and another just barely pierced her right leg. An array of arrows soon followed, and Artemis struggled to block most of them. The few that hit her hurt no more than rocks would, but they still caused damage. It would take a long time to die of arrows alone but with the god in front of her things could get dangerous. A disgusting grin spread across Artemis face as she pictured the deaths of the kids and the archer guy before her.

Artemis sprinted towards the hunter and managed to cut one across the chest before someone landed a blow on her. Apollo looked at the edge of his blade and saw the golden liquid that covered half of his sword. He landed a good hit on his sister. He figured that with the help of the demigods he could win without many more casualties.

Artemis noticed the wound and felt the pain spread through her body. She focused solely on Apollo and ignored the mortals that aided him. Their attacks were inconsequential and as soon as she took down the god, they would all fall before her. She focused on his neck and almost reached it when another golden sword stopped her. It was the girl of the purple cloak.

Reyna kicked the goddess in the knee and swung her sword downwards to strike her neck. Artemis quickly blocked the swing and with her other knife reached for the belly of the Praetor. Not even Apollo could have blocked that attack at the speed it was coming but something did. The cloak of the Praetor shone with light before fading but gave the leader of the hunters enough time to launch an attack of her own.

Thalia attacked the goddess from the side with a spear charged with electricity. The young Roman boy next to her mirrored the attack from her other side but the goddess deflected them with her leg and hand respectively knocking them both out of balance. Artemis turned her attention to the strike from Apollo coming from her front and ignored the arrows that embedded themselves around her body. A spear hit her leg but without much power behind it the attack was trivial.

"Don't underestimate me!" Screamed the girl. The spear shook violently, and lightning sparked through the spear. The sky boomed and crackled with electricity, a bolt of lightning contacted the goddess making her roar in pain.

"Urghhhh!" Artemis screamed.

The lightning bolts continued to bombard the goddess and she flashed away. The hunters barely had time to close their eyes to avoid being disintegrated on the spot.

"What the …" A hunter murmured.

"Didn't know she could flash under those conditions." Apollo said. "Didn't think she would run away either," he said with an expression of relief before it turned into one of panic. "We have to find her, if she kills any innocent mortals the consequences will be devastating!" He told the hunters.

Soon their faces turned of panic as well and they readied their weapons to strike at him. When Apollo realized they reacted that way towards something else he turned around only to find Artemis snarling with glee a foot from him. A stunning pain spread through his gut and there he saw her arm disappear into his torso. Artemis pushed her hand deeper and shook Apollo off from her hand. Her hand was enveloped in golden liquid that reflected her aura and shone red. Apollo fell on all fours and looked at Artemis in disbelief. He reached for his bow but before he could wield it a knee crashed into his face and he rolled on the floor until he crashed into a tree.

"Apollo!" A few of the girls screamed. One of them attempted to go see if he was okay but was stopped by taller girl in silver.

"We have bigger problems Chloe." The girl turned to the goddess who sported a sinister a second before her next assault. Reyna intercepted the slash directed at Thalia and kicked the goddess on her chest to buy the hunters more time to react. A hunter quickly shot arrows at the goddess eyes forcing her to block them and another hunter took the opportunity to slice at her arm with a thin blade.

"Nice shots Lydia," said the daughter of Ares to the other hunter that aimed at Artemis eyes. In the meantime, Robert landed his axe at the goddess' toes and severed them making her holler in pain. She punched him in the face before he could react to his success at landing a blow and fell unconscious. Selena grappled the arm the goddess used to punch the boy to try to hold her back while the praetor assisted by restraining the other arm.

"We'll try to hold her arms Thalia," shouted Reyna. Peter managed to impale the backside of her uninjured leg and held his spear in place as hard as he could.

"Got her leg Ms. Grace!" He screamed. Another boy used his iron shield to hold the injured leg in place and shouted as well.

"We have her legs and arms!" Thalia gulped and tightened her hold on her spear. It crackled with electricity and she clenched her jaw. A torrent of arrows pierced the goddess all over her body and she shrieked with anger and pain ever louder.

"I'm sorry Milady." Thalia sprinted with her charged spear and thrusted it into the goddess' stomach. A massive lightning bolt crashed from the sky and landed on Artemis. Those who were holding onto the goddess struggled to do so with the blinding light for a few seconds.

"AAAAAAUURGGGGH!" Screamed Artemis as the bolt of lightning burned her insides. She struggled to free her arms and pulled them together with all her strength making Selena and Reyna crash into each other and then fall on the wide-eyed Thalia. Artemis pulled the electric spear from her belly and snapped it in half in front of the daughter of Zeus.

"Your… urr … uuuugh," she croaked out before roaring in anger. Artemis summoned the twin silver daggers she had lost throughout the fight and lunged at Thalia. An array of arrows landed on her chest, but they did nothing more than annoy her. She attacked Thalia, but her swings were deflected by a girl with silver daggers.

Lydia swung them rapidly while Chloe dropped her bow and tried to pierce the sides of Artemis arms to weaken her strikes with knives of her own. The goddess easily overwhelmed the girls and kicked Chloe to the floor. When Artemis prepared to finish her off Lydia intervened with another swift attack but was slashed heavily across her chest by Artemis. Chloe stood up to help Lydia but froze when Artemis turned her sights towards her.

She was the last one standing. The Romans had fallen, the hunters as well, even the lieutenants strongest attack was no good against her goddess. She was about to die by the goddess she had sworn to serve and felt crushed. The goddess grinned with malice and hung her dagger over Chloe's face.

"Down!" Screamed someone with a hoarse voice and she felt herself get tackled to the ground. A thunderous bolt of light burned the tips of her hair as it passed right by her. A giant arrow of raw energy burned a hole in Artemis' chest and she stood frozen in shock. A few of the battle participants regained consciousness from the tremendous noise and saw the goddess fall to the ground and convulse in pain. After a few seconds of struggling she burst into reddish dust and disappeared.

"Milady," said the girl who tackled Chloe down. Thalia stood up looking at the place where the goddess fell. "I hope you come back to us safely." After Thalia helped her up Chloe rushed to her father who was struggling to stand up on his own. It was him who had saved them after all, or more specifically her.

"Apollo," she said gingerly. "Are you okay?" She said as she eyed the wound in his stomach.

"I'm fine, bring me everyone injured. I have to heal them." Chloe nodded and with the help of the hunters and the Romans brought the injured to Apollo. "I have to heal these injured bystanders, it was unlucky they got caught up in a battle of gods and were forced to defend themselves with all they had." He said in a matter of fact way since it was technically the truth. Apollo continued to heal the injured until he came across Lydia. The roman boys had been forced to leave as soon as they were healed due to the state of some girls, but Reyna and all the hunters were present.

"This wound is too deep." He told the hunters. Most closed their eyes and nodded their heads. He then turned to his daughter. "It's a good thing I'm the best healer in the world," he said with a halfhearted grin. He started to channel his power but a few seconds later he fell on one knee.

"Apollo!" Chloe screamed. "Are you okay? If you don't have more power. Besides you are injured too," she said after she realized healing Lydia would be too difficult for him in that state. Chloe looked at Lydia's almost lifeless body and fought back her tears. "There was a chance not all of us were going to make it, I'm just glad most of us are safe." She said earnestly while looking at the rest of the hunters.

"Don't worry Chloe, I got this. I'm fine, I promise." He started to heal Lydia again and exhaled when he finished healing her. He took a few steps back and sat beside the trunk of a tree.

"That was very impressive Lord Apollo," said Reyna. "It's an honor to get to see your powers at work. I wouldn't have thought it to be possible to heal with injury that severe." Apollo gave her a salute and Reyna nodded.

"Thank you, Apollo, I'm sure when Milady comes back she will be forever grateful. I regret doubting you could pull it off," added Thalia. Chloe smirked and looked at her dad then back at Reyna and Thalia.

"Hey, if you're going to remember anything about today is that my Apollo doesn't lie." Chloe looked at her dad and smiled, she hated his way of life, but she didn't hate him. Specially not after what he had done today, if anything she felt a little proud he was her dad. "When he says he's got this, he's got this."

"I'm just glad all of you are safe now, Artemis could never forgive herself if…" Apollo paused and took a deep breath. "If she killed any of you. I couldn't forgive myself either-" Apollo began to cough and groaned as he pressed his stomach. Chloe rushed towards him and tried to use some minor healing, but he held her hand to stop her.

"I'm fine Chloe, believe me." He whispered. Chloe backed away and nodded. "Don't worry about me, I just need some… rest." Apollo gave her a relaxed smile and burst into golden dust. Panic spread through Chloe face and she looked at Thalia who looked down and then back at the place where her father had been.

"Apollo! You're not supposed to lie!" She screamed. "You're the god of truth… you can't lie… how...did you." She whispered not understanding what just happened.

"He didn't lie to you Chloe, "said Thalia. "He was fine because none of us died, he was fine because he saved Artemis from hating herself, and he was fine because he got to see your warm smile before he died." With pain evident in the form of tears forming in her eyes, Chloe gulped and nodded.

"So, he did this for us? He killed Artemis, so she wouldn't have our blood on her hands and to … protect me?" She asked. Thalia and Reyna nodded while the rest of the hunters looked at Chloe with sympathy. "You … you both knew he was dying, that's why … you were both impressed he managed to save Lydia." Chloe asked with her voice faltering.

"The burden he took upon himself today, I can't imagine anything greater. He will live with the guilt forever but if you are safe and Artemis reforms without feeling guilty … he made it clear how far he was willing to go. If he were a mortal, he would most definitely be worthy of being called a hero." Said Reyna.

"I don't know about that, but I am grateful for what he did today. I'm sure Artemis is too." Added Thalia. Chloe looked at the sky and smiled tearfully.

"I'm grateful too dad."

NO POV

Hermes watched as Apollo turned into dust after healing his daughter and thanked him. Artemis and Apollo both died that day and they wouldn't be the only ones. He closed his eyes and saw the future unfold once again. The fates hadn't taken his powers of the prophecy yet and he had an idea of why, it was because he had yet to act upon it.

Hermes grabbed his Caduceus and waved it in front of him to summon a large shrine for offerings. It was a long shot but if he was right it would help get rid of his guilt of having failed as a parent once again. From his bag he pulled out four golden apples and hesitated for a second.

"I hope Hera forgives me for stealing these." He lit up the fire in his shrine and took a deep breath. He summoned his battle armor and blasted his aura at full power to make sure the shrine was working as he intended.

"I offer these to Hermes, Messenger of the gods. May they reach his shrine." He threw the golden apples into the fire and they banished. He closed his eyes to watch the future, but nothing happened. The fates were pleased, he'd done his job.

"I'm sorry Percy, but you'll be needing them where you'll be going." Hermes waved he Caduceus again and this shrine disappeared. He took out his last golden apple from the bag and took a bite.

"As for me, I have a war to prepare for."

OOF, this one was hard and took a while since Last semester was crazy hard but I think it was one of my better chapters in this story although frankly that's not saying much. Regardless, still gotta get back to: Percy vs Chrysaor and Jason vs Lycaon which I have decided to be included together the next chapter, hopefully. As always thanks for reading and check our my other story GRID if ya want, I'd make me happy and motivated :)