Artemis' POV

Today had been going magnificently well. We had taken down an entire coven of empousa and a pack of hellhounds yesterday with only mild injuries.

"C-Cousin Artemis," a voice whispered causing me to lift my head to see an Iris Message from one of my favourite demigoddesses, Percie. "I was wondering if your offer on joining the hunt still stands."

"Of course Percie! We would love having you join us," I responded making sure to smile at the skittish looking girl. "I'll flash over to you tomorrow, so say your temporary goodbyes now."

"T-t-t-h-hank you Cousin Artemis." She stuttered softly.

The Iris message then proceeded to flicker and then blink out of view entirely. Why was she so afraid of me? Maybe it not me she is afraid of but rather something else had upset her entirely as she had probably been crying if I have to go by her red nose and eyes. But who would want to hurt someone as sweet and nice and Percie, she's basically the Hestia of demigods.

By now Apollo must have finished his investigation but knowing him he probably forgot to inform me. I pray to Chaos that it isn't anything too bad but my instinct are telling me otherwise.

I walked out of my silver tent and towards the the large campfire where my precious huntresses are. I love each and every one of them like a sister or more rarely a mother would. My youngest huntresses had unfortunately passed away during the Titan war, people have asked me how I can remain a maiden with no children, well they were why.

I can remember in years gone by when my hunt numbered numbered over one hundred members strong in the prime of the Greek era. But now we are only but ten our numbers having been further reduced during the second Titan's War. I can think back to when the name of the Hunt was associated with strength and power rather than just a group of angry prepubescent girls with a horrible man hating patron goddess.

But they never try to look beneath the surface and ask why. They fail to remember that the hunt is a place where girls of all ages who have been defiled, maltreated and violated can find a home, happiness and have a family. But we don't discriminate, any female can find refugee in the hunt regardless of their circumstance and situation.

I walked over to my current lieutenant and half sister Thalia.

"Thalia," I whispered in her ear not wanting to speak too loudly in case I disturbed the other huntresses. "I am going to Olympus for a short while, as customary I leave you in charge."

Receiving a nod from Thalia I walked back quietly to my tent to flash away.

Third Person's POV

Apollo sat in his golden palace with his head in his hands as his shoulders shook slightly as if he was crying. He lifted his head to reveal teary, sky blue eye as he sensed the arrival of his twin and opposite, Artemis. The moon goddess immediately ran over to comfort her sobbing twin on arrival not even questioning as to why he was crying. Artemis understood only that her beloved twin brother was pained emotionally and as a twin the job fell upon her to comfort him.

"Apollo?" Artemis asked gently once said god's crying had settled down. "What happened?"

"P-p-percie," Apollo choked out. "She's been abused."

In that moment it was like time had decided to stand still as Artemis was given time to process the information. Artemis released her hold on Apollo her form trembling as she stood up. She flashed on her armor as the murderous intent being released from her body tripled and she became overcome with the need to spill the blood of the mortal who had dare hurt her little cousin, her family.

"Artemis, stop!" Apollo demanded his voice still wobbly. "We need to tell Uncle P before we can do anything.

" Yes I suppose so." Artemis murmured as she flashed away her armor.

"I already asked Triton for permission to visit Atlantis so let's get going." Apollo said attempting to smile but failing miserably. "But first let's borrow the celestial gold chains from Hephaestus to keep Uncle P from slaughtering half the mortal world."

Third Person's POV

Poseidon was sitting on his throne with Triton to his left and Amphitrite to his right as he was forced to listen to a few boring propositions from equally boring, old men. Lord Poseidon looked over to Triton to see him secretly playing games on his phone since the attention was on Poseidon whilst Amphitrite kept changing the colour of her nails in a random order.

A short, lithe merman swam over to Poseidon, bowed and said, "Excuse my disturbance my lord but two Olympian gods are requesting an audience with you."

"Excuse me." Poseidon said. "I am needed elsewhere. I'll leave you in my son and wife's capable hands."

Poseidon walled out of the room changing his chiffon and Greek sandals into something more casual all the while ignoring the glares from his annoyed wife and son.

"Are you okay Apollo?" Poseidon asked the moment he saw Apollo's pale, shaking form. "Are you ill?"

Artemis sighed seeing as the task of being the more level headed one would soon be delegated to her. "Before we tell you anything I'm going for need you to put on these celestial gold chains."

Poseidon raised an eyebrow but said nothing as he fully trusted two of his three favourite niece/ nephews with his life. The sea god placed the seemingly harmless gold bracelets on his tanned wrists as chains sprouted out of them and chained him to the near by floor and wall.

"Uncle P the results are in about Percie's medical history and I'm afraid that you're not going to like it." Apollo began purposefully not looking into Poseidon's worried eyes. "Percie has been, she's been abused! All types; sexual and physical and probably psychological and emotional. And some of the wounds that I found on her were very recent. I had to reset her pelvis and two ribs while another one was broken and none of those wounds were from Kronos. There was evidence of whip, belt and large hand marks placed almost everywhere on her body apart from her face. She's also been a victim to the use of acidic testing. There were remains of glass in her arms, specifically glass from a beer bottle. I also went through some mortal police fills and it has a Samantha Jackson listed dead as of August 17th 1996 from a fatal bullet wound to the head. From what I can tell she was raped on an almost daily basis and the worst thing is that it's been happening since she was two or three."

"WHAT!" Poseidon screamed causing those in the nearby throne to run out. "My baby...my baby girl I failed her."

"Lord Poseidon what's wrong?" A council man asked seeing his Lord crying on the floor.

"Get out." Poseidon whispered.

"Pardon me my lord?" The same council man questioned."

"GET OUT!" Poseidon growled scaring everyone but Triton, Amphitrite, Apollo and Artemis out of the room.

"This is all my fault," Poseidon mumbled. "If I had only been there for her then none of this wouldn't have happened."

"Dad? What's wrong?" Triton inquired slightly fearful. Apollo wordlessly handed him the report and held Triton as he fell to his knees sobbing for his little sister. Amphitrite bowed her head in shame as she read the report which Poseidon had dropped regretting her treatment of the child.

"Stop!" Artemis commanded. "Stop wallowing in self pity when Percie is out there suffering by herself. We need to go to her but only a few of us, she might be intimidated if all of us to to her."

"You and Poseidon should go," Amphitrite interjected. "You two are the closest to her and Triton and Apollo are in no condition to go. I'll take care of the poor dears."

"Thank you." Poseidon nodded as he and Artemis flashed to the surface.

In the Poseidon cabin Percie hugged her little dolphin teddy to her chest as she looked at her empty room. Her worn out Nemo backpack (which she had paid for herself) lay full packed with all her clothing and other personal items.

Percie sniffed. "Maybe I can have a family again."

Artemis' POV

Uncle Poseidon grabbed my shoulder and flashed us to his cabin at Camp Half- Blood.

"H-h-hello Lad- er Cousin Artemis," Percie stuttered sounding confused. "H-hi Mister er Lord Poseidon.

I had to suppress a small smile when Poseidon rushed to scoop up his daughter. Percie almost immediately started trembling which prompted Uncle to release her where she then ran over to hide behind me. The poor girl, she reminds me of my huntresses after I take them out of an abusive household, absolutely terrified.

"It's all right Percie," I whispered as I turned around to the little girl as I aged into my twenty year old form. "Uncle Poseidon isn't trying to hurt you, there's no need to be afraid. You don't need to be afraid anymore, you don't need to be alone either little sister. I promise I won't ever let another male hurt you. Uncle Poseidon won't hurt you either I promise, he's one of the few decent males left. He loves you. Little sister we know, we know about the abuse and although we can never make it up to you I give you my word that we'll try"

I held Percie to my chest as she began crying. Poseidon walked over to us and knelt next to us.

"I truly do love you." Poseidon said earnestly. "But if you don't want me in your life I understand."

Uncle walked away dejected before a small, scarred hand grabbed onto the back of his T-shirt effectively stopping him.

"Please- please don't go. I- I just need time to adjust," The green eyed demigoddess stuttered her eyes wide. "I want to know what it's like to be loved again, it's- it's been so long since I've gotten a hug."

I could feel my heart melt as I listened to my little cousin, no, my little sister. Poseidon might as be my dad because he raised me whilst my douche of a dad went around knocking up other women.

Percie looked up from behind her long lashes as she snuggled into my chest all the while still holding unto Poseidon which made him extremely happy.

"Should- should I still join the hunt?" Percie questioned.

"You can stay with us for as long as you want and when you're ready you can spend some time with Uncle Poseidon. " I suggested hoping to find a way to compromise.

"I- I would like that," she answered her voice soft. "D-d-"

"You don't have to call me dad if you don't want to," Poseidon interjected. "I'm not going to force you to do anything that you don't want to."

"T-thank you. It's- it's just that the first person I called dad slapped me. I don't want you to be ashamed or disappointed with me." Percie whispered as her eyes glazed over probably remembering.

"It would give me nothing but joy if you would call me your father. I could never be anything but proud of you no matter what you do."

"Even- even if I'm not smart or pretty or good at anything you'd be proud of me?"

"Percie," I said. "You are one of the most beautiful and strong demigods that I have met. Your bold, creative and innovative and never let anyone tell you differently. You are intelligent, after all it was you who tricked Kronos into giving away his Achilles heel and it was you who fought with him and let him undermine you as you waited for the right opportunity to strike. You are amazing little sister."

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She said nothing as she continued holding onto me as her lips titled upward and she grabbed Uncle Poseidon to bring him into the hug.

This is what a family should be like, loving words and warm hugs, not cold stared and beatings. I promise that I'm going to help this demigoddess, my little sister to find a home.

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Hello everybody I'm TheMaidenOfTheHunt. This is my second story so please be nice! Fem! Percy will behave radically different than in the books due to a different upraising. Did anybody notice that I called Sally Samantha? I did this purposefully as it's all part of my master plot. Love you guys! I'll updatenas soon as possible with a 2000+ chapter.