Percy Owns Artemis Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She promptly informed us that it’s a boy. Speaking of our little oracle, she’s still unnervingly perceptive. You’ll never believe this, but she somehow knows what happened to Astaroth. Apparently, he’s alive and calling himself Ash. She said he’s ‘playing pretend’ and that he isn’t hurting anyone. I don’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. Probably both. In happier news, Nixie and Percy are moving in together! They’ve been taking things painfully slow, but she says she’s ready now, and honestly, I’m thrilled for them. It’s about time.

He spoke coldly, regaining his posture, standing up froth, looking down at her as if she was inferior. “What?” She asked, thinking she heard him wrong. Zadicus could never say this. He could never think of hurting her. “Yes. And before you force me to do what I don’t want. Go away.” He scoffed, avoiding further conversation with her. “Leave, Persephone. You cannot do anything. I have already achieved Fiend Forgery.” He said rudely, rolling his sleeves relieving the pattern which showed it was successfully embedded in his arm. “It is in my possession and there is nothing you could do now to stop me.” He told her impassively, the point of breakage where he was untouchable.

Pelin’s POV Artemis let out an exaggerated sigh and twirled in the air like she was bored of us. “This simply won’t do. I am here to play, so play it well, girls.” Then she blew us a mocking kiss. “For good luck,” she said in a venomously sweet tone. “Par…” Cancer started. “Sssh! Don’t bore me with your talking. If you’re going to do it, get on with it already!” Artemis said and waved him off in annoyance.

Percy quickly rushed on stage. He almost lost his temper and attacked Fane when he looked at his fellow disciples, one dead and one injured. If that happened, it would be exactly what Fane wanted. He did not even need to do anything, and Percy would be turned into ashes by the Whirling World.