June 27, 2000. 14:56.

Artemis returned to central park, young Perseus cradled in her arm. On her way to the centre, am old homeless man passed by. He had smile wrinkles and what hair that remained was deep black.

Artemis payed him no notice until he spoke, "Thank you huntress. Thank you got taking care of my son."

Artemis whirled around, but the man was gone. In his place was a faint smell of sea air.

"Poseidon?" Artemis whispered.

She then looked at the baby. He was a miniature carbon copy of the sea god. Shaking her head, the maiden goddess continued onto the Hunt's camp site. To anyone else, it looked like a mass of impenetrable brush. That was the Mist's doing. Artemis entered the camp and was greeted by Zoe Nightshade, her lieutenant for about three centuries.

"Welcome back Lady Artemis." She says, then she notices the bundle in the goddess' arms, "Is that...?"

Artemis smiles, "Not mine. Gather the Hunt, Zoe. I have quite a story."

After Zoe had gathered the hunt together, she began her tale, young Perseus rest on her lap. At first the hunters were apprehensive about the baby, but as the goddess continued her story, they began to slowly warm to the young boy.

He was so young, they reasoned. He has yet to become a tainted male by the world. And this was the logic they had behind fully accepting the baby into the hunt.

"Perhaps," Artemis stated, "we can ensure that there is one good male on this planet."

And with that, he was fully accepted.

Of course, there were many questions about the baby.

"Is he mortal?" Kayla, a demigod child of Demeter asked.

"No, he is a demigod."

"Who is his father?" All of the hunters knew that Sally Jackson was the boy's biological mother.

"Poseidon, lord of the seas."

Zoe gasped, "But that means -"

"I know Zoe. I know. But perhaps it was meant to be."

"But the prophesy-"

"You know as well as I do that one cannot change fate. And I was thinking another thing." Artemis paused, "Perhaps you would consider giving him your blessing to use Anaklusmos."

Zoe recoiled, "Why would I let another person use that?"

"Because it was crafted from the sea. It's true owner must be one of the sea." Artemis replied, knowing she'd breached dangerous waters.

Zoe thought for a moment, "Fine, but only if he proves worthy."

Artemis smiled, "I have a feeling he will."

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Hey guys, I'm back! This story has been kinda sitting in the back of my head for a while, so sorry if it's choppy.
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