𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 • 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯

An Old Dead Friend Comes To Visit

A/N: This, this is a long chapter.

Percy's Pov:

The next morning, after breakfast, I told Grover and Grayson about my dream. We sat in the meadow watching the satyrs chase the wood nymphs through the snow. The nymphs had promised to kiss the satyrs if they got caught, but they hardly ever did. Usually, the nymph would let the satyr get up a full head of steam, then she'd turn into a snow-covered tree, and the poor satyr would slam into it headfirst and get a pile of snow dumped on him. 

When I told Grover about my nightmare, he started twirling his finger in his shaggy leg fur. 

"A cave ceiling collapsed on them?" Grayson asked. 

"Yeah. What the heck does that mean?" 

Grover shook his head. "I don't know. But after what Zoë dreamed—" 

"Whoa. What do you mean? Zoë had a dream like that?" I asked.

"I... I don't know, exactly. About three in the morning, she came to the Big House and demanded to talk to Chiron. She looked really panicked." 

"Wait, how do you know this?" asked Grayson.

Grover blushed. "I was sort of camped outside the Artemis cabin." 

"What for?" 

"Just to be, you know, near them." 

"You're a stalker with hooves." 

"I am not! Anyway, I followed her to the Big House and hid in a bush, and watched the whole thing. She got really upset when Argus wouldn't let her in. It was kind of a dangerous scene." 

I tried to imagine that. Argus was the head of security for camp—a big blond dude with eyes all over his body. He rarely showed himself unless something serious was going on. I wouldn't want to place bets on a fight between him and Zoë Nightshade. 

"What did she say?" I asked. 

Grover grimaced. "Well, she starts talking really old-fashioned when she gets upset, so it was kind of hard to understand. But something about Artemis being in trouble and needing the Hunters. And then she called Argus a boil-brained lout... I think that's a bad thing. And then he called her—" 

"Whoa, wait. How could Artemis be in trouble?" 

"I... well, finally Chiron came out in his pajamas and his horsetail in curlers and—" 

"He wears curlers in his tail?" 

Grover covered his mouth. 

"Sorry," I said. "Go on." 

"Well, Zoë said she needed permission to leave camp immediately. Chiron refused. He reminded Zoë that the Hunters were supposed to stay here until they received orders from Artemis. And she said..." Grover gulped. "She said 'How are we to get orders from Artemis if Artemis is lost?'" 

"What do you mean lost? Like she needs directions?" 

"No. I think she meant gone. Taken. Kidnapped." 

"Kidnapped?" I tried to get my mind around that idea. "How would you kidnap an immortal goddess? Is that even possible?" 

"Well, yeah. I mean, it happened to Persephone," said Grayson. 

"But she was like, the goddess of flowers," I told him. 

Grayson looked offended. "Springtime."

"Whatever. Artemis is a lot more powerful than that. Who could kidnap her? And why?" 

Grover shook his head miserably. "I don't know. Kronos?"