Immortal

A Hunter watches Percabeth on their adventures, and decides to intervene, thinking she cannot let what happened to her happen to them.

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Two thousand years ago

She fell to the ground, on her knees. He's gone. He's goneFeeling a nudge from behind she turned around with tears streaking down her face to see her horse.

"Shadowfax…"

The black horse watched her with liquid chocolaty eyes that seemed to say we'll get through.

"Shadowfax, what should I do?"

Shadowfax watched her, and she felt his thoughts.

Go to Artemis.

"What?!"

Go to Artemis. Become a Hunter.

"That forsakes everything!"

You will become immortal.

"So?"

He will become immortal. He is too important to send to your father.

"I see."

Artemis would take you in.

"Do you know where she is?" The tears on her face dried.

Close. Close enough. Gather your weapons. And my comb.

She let out a soft chuckle. "And your comb."

And my comb. Don't you dare forget my comb! Shadowfax seemed to neigh indignantly.

"Don't worry I won't."

Hebe…

"Yes Shadowfax?"

Would the Huntress allow me to remain with you if you joined the hunt?

"If she didn't…my father would be angry."

I would be sent down to your father.

"I expect."

Let us find-

There was a brilliant silver flash from behind her, which she saw with her peripheral vision. Artemis.

Where the flash had occurred stood a girl of about 12, with a small line of silver clad girls ranging from 10 to 20. Hebe knelt in front of the first girl, who did not speak. Finally, she spoke.

"Rise, Hebe, daughter of Darkness. Your namesake…Hebe, goddess of youth. Interesting name it is…"

"Indeed."

"You wished to find me. What for?"

"I…I wish to join the Hunt."

Artemis seemed surprised. "You? Join the Hunt?"

"Yes."

The goddess contemplated the raven haired girl in front of her. The Hunt has just begun. I need more attendants, and I see what men have done to this wench. She sighed to herself. I will allow her to join.

"You must speak a vow however, if you are to join the Hunt."

"Yes. However, my lady, I ask permission if Shadowfax could continue as my companion."

The goddess raised her eyebrows. "A horse?"

Hebe nodded.

Shadowfax may come in handy…

"I will allow that, so long only you take care of him, and take care of him well. I would not have Pan angry for little reason."

Hebe smiled. "Thank you," and began the words that two thousand years later, Thalia would remember as the words that changed her life forever.

--Seventeen years later—

News of his death reached Artemis, and she informed all the Hunters. Hebe mourned, not just for him, but for the fact she wouldn't be able to fix things between them.

Shadowfax raised his head. He's been rendered immortal. Didn't you hear?

Hebe's shock was enough for the horse to continue eating grass, and wait until she could speak again.

--Two thousand years later—

Percy laid out his sleeping bag and put Riptide next to his pillow. Not really pillow, more like where the sleeping bag was folded over to be puffier. Annabeth was trying to start a fire, her face screwed up in frustration. Haha. She looks so pretty like that…wait what?! No…well she's pretty. Yeah that's kind of mean to say she isn't pretty. So she is. Right.

Annabeth let out an angry scream of frustration and threw the flint down.

"UGH. Stupid thing!"

Percy hid a smile as she abandoned it and went to collect water.

Grover sat opposite Percy, his hands permanently frozen around his coffee cup.

"Pan!!! Pan!! I'll find you…Pan!!" he muttered, staring into the depths of the coffee.

Percy mentally sighed and remembered Annabeth's frustration.

I'll do it. He took the flint and struck it once, twice, three times. On the fourth time a small spark came out and on the fifth time he managed to start a tiny flame. He blew on it gently, and fed it more and more wood until it became the fire Annabeth had abandoned.

Minutes later, she came back with two water bottles that were filled to the brim.

"Oh. You've got the fire going?" she asked.

"Mhm."

Grover took another sip of coffee and fell over backwards. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"I was wondering when he would crack. Satyrs can't handle so much caffeine."

"Oh." Desperately, Percy tried to think of something he could say to break the silence.

"Well it's late. I'm going to sleep," she muttered before crawling over to her sleeping bag.

"Night," Percy muttered and leaned back against his pillow. Night.

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Miles away, the Hunter sat up and took her silver sword, bow and quiver.

Shadowfax!! The horse trotted quietly to her side. Do you remember your sire, and how fast he flew? (A/N, Shadowfax is bolded italics) Yes. Challenge his speed. I need to get to the greatest heroes of the age. Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, along with the satyr? I wish Thalia had not joined the Hunt, though it could not be helped. I fear…I fear Artemis will lose more than one Hunter this moon.

Hebe checked that she had everything, and silently swung onto Shadowfax's back.

We have to get there by twilight. I sense something…a monster outside my father's control. I know. I can see it. See? Not see. Like…know it is there. Sense it's presence. Ah. I guess. Perhaps you aren't the son of Pegasus for nothing, she teased. Shadowfax snorted. It was never for nothing! Wait. Did you remember my comb? Hebe rolled her eyes. Yes. It's right here. Now we better get started. Ok.

Shadowfax sprang forward and weaved his way through the trees and boulders that carpeted the dense forest.

"Ok, so they're in Virginia. We are…Colorado. Damned so called States. So confusing," Hebe muttered.

Shadowfax snorted through his nose and said, Now we are in Kansas. How do you know? The sign. Ah.

In ten minutes they had reached Kentucky and were racing towards Virginia.

They should be rather close to the border. They're heading to New Mexico, for Pan. The satyr is searching…as so many have before. Though now the Golden Fleece is at Half-Blood Hill…

Shadowfax snorted and careened to a halt. They had arrived.

Yeah ok I was taking a break from my other stories, as most reviewers seem to have died. Tell me what you think! How was it? Should I continue?