Shattered

Squirrel

[A/N: No squirrels were harmed during the making of this chapter.]

Suffice it to say, breakfast was rather awkward for two of her hunters, namely Percy Jackson and Zoe Nightshade. Her predictions for the seating had been spot on, and Percy had been stuck sitting next to a very anxious Zoe Nightshade. Artemis almost snickered on numerous occasions at the sight of the two of them. The two half bloods sneaked glances at one another as they ate their food, trying their best to be be discreet as possible.

Artemis, knowing the situation, wasn't fooled, and caught along right away and made it a point to transfer this observation to Phoebe, who of course was seated beside Zoe, on the opposite side from Percy.

The legacy of Athena met Artemis' eyes. Her eyes, shining with mirth.

That was when Artemis got the idea.

She brought her index finger to her lips and shushed Phoebe. Percy and Zoe, too lost in each others' eyes failed to notice this action. Just as Percy was about to put his fork back into his mouth, Artemis snapped her fingers.

Zoe yelped as Percy's form was enveloped in shimmering lights. Her hair grew longer, her waist wider. Her shirt grew far too tight for its swollen state.

Perci was back!

The hunters paused their eating to laugh, leaving Perci red-faced, and Zoe confused, before glaring at Artemis.

Shrugging off the glare, Artemis reverted her magic, deciding the embarrassment was enough for the two.

Percy looked down at his plate, annoyed but relieved at the same time.

"I am never going to get used to that," he grumbled, before stuffing more food in his mouth, ignoring the snickering looks around the table.

Artemis laughed boisterously at Percy's less-than-amused expression.

Suddenly, there was a rustling in the bushes. Immediately alert, Artemis sprung to her feet and drew her bow, which materialized in her open palms.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

The rustling continues, from the bushes emerges what looks like a masked male. The boy seemed to be of average build and just below six feet tall. His headgear comprised of a black mask and helmet closely resembling that of Darth Vader from the Star Wars movies (Just because she spent most her time in the wild, didn't mean she was completely inept at pop culture references).

"Y-you turned that boy into a girl!"

Artemis' fists clenched onto her bow tighter. It seems, the individual has been spying on the camp. Worse, until just now, he had been under her radar. She must have been paying a little too much attention to the plates and hunters today.

The boy laughed mockingly, his voice echoing behind his mask. "Where are my manners, You can call me Sithdoom, the eternal overlord of all the worlds."

Artemis' frow furrowed, confused. The boy mustn't have been entirely sober. This was made evident by the slight slur to his words and wobble to his step as he took a step towards the hunters, causing the fourteen girls to stiffen, Percy narrowed his eyes at the boy.

"C-can you do it again, make that boy into a girl again?!" he said, and this time, she heard his slurred words. Artemis scoffed, she'd had enough of the boy's insolence, before turning him into a Vader-headed Jackalope.

She popped herself beside the creature, but before it could hop away, she grabbed it by its neck.

"I think I'm going to leave you like that and not kill you, just so that you can freak some unsuspecting visitors out," she whispered, "If I ever see that masked head again...."