A/N: Thanks to everyone who favorited and followed this story it means a lot. Just so you know I came up with this idea from reading stories where Percy has a different godly parent and where Percy is a girl but I've only saw a couple with both AUs together, so yeah... tada, this story was born.

Summary: Its been a few months since Percie first arrived at Camp Half-Blood and she still hasn't found the right weapon for her. With help from her friends, will Percie be able to find the perfect weapon for her?

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or any of the characters they all belong Rick Riordan. I am just a amateur fanfiction writer trying to live out her ideas.

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"Remember, Percie!" Luke called out raising his sword. "Focus! Parry and thrust!"

He brought his sword down and Percie blocked the attack with her own sword but it felt uneasy in her hands. Taking advantage of her uneasiness, Luke quickly disarmed her and knocked her to the ground.

Percie grunted as she landed on her back, "Gods, Luke. Would it hurt you to take it a little easy on me?"

The son of Hermes laughed and helped her to her feet, "Sorry, Percie, no can do. How about we find you a new weapon 'cause its clear that a sword is not your weapon."

Luke was right. Percie had been at camp for a few months and she still hadn't found the right weapon that suited her. The sword in her hands a few moments ago had felt unbalanced but she kept trying to wield it, no matter how many times Luke beaten her in their sparring matches.

"I know its not my suited weapon but I have to try something." Percie said sadly.

Luke thought for a moment, "Maybe you'll be better at close-ranged attacks."

"Close-ranged attacks?"

"Close-ranged attacks, yeah." He nodded. "With a sword, its mostly long-ranged 'cause you can't get too close with a sword but you can get close weapons like knives, daggers, etc. Maybe one of them is for you."

"How would you know if its for me?" she asked.

"Well it's the way your unbalanced with the sword, sure everyone is unbalanced from time to time but they eventually find the right sword and no offense but you've been here for a few months." He said nonchalantly, ignoring the way she glared at him. "Anyway I think you maybe fit for close-ranged weapons 'cause Tony was the same way as you when I first started training him."

"Anthony?" Percie questioned, remembering her blonde, gray eyed friend. She did often see him practicing with a dagger.

"Yeah, a few years back when its was me and uh- my other demigod friend on the run, we found Tony on the run too and took him under our wing. When I was teaching him how to wield my sword, he was unbalanced like you and then I remember when we found him he almost attacked us with a hammer. So with that in mind, I found him a dagger and he was a natural with it." He told her, stumbling at the 'other demigod friend' part.

Percie listened the story. She remembered Anthony mentioning something about running away from home because of his busy father and mean stepmother, unfortunately not everyone was lucky in the mortal parent and step parent department as she was.

"So you think I can wield a dagger?" she asked.

Luke nodded his head, "Yeah, I know so but I can't teach you. Go ask Anthony, he's in charge of training people with close-ranged weapons."

"Okay, thanks for the help, Luke!" the daughter of Aphrodite called out, as she walked out of the training arena.

Percie first stopped by her cabin to change her clothes. She walked into the Aphrodite Cabin and was instantly greeted by the smell of rose scented perfume and hairspray. Percie looked around the cabin and saw all of her half-siblings either doing their make up, giving someone a makeover, or modeling off outfits. Percie walked to her bed and opened up her bottomless trunk, which was a gift from Aphrodite, and started to dig through her clothes.

"Oh my Gods, Percie! What are you wearing?!" a high pitched female voice called out.

Percie turned to see a 10 year old Asian girl, a few months younger than her, walking towards her. She had Asian skin, black hair done in perfect ringlets, brown eyes, and she was wearing a orange CAMP HALF-BLOOD t-shirt, skinny jeans, fashionable boots, and she had on pink eyeliner and lots of jewelry. It was her younger half-sister Drew Tanaka.

Percie suppressed a groan, she loved her half-siblings, she really did, and put up with a few of their shallowness but Drew was by far the worst. The Asian girl was everything that people hated about Aphrodite, she was extremely arrogant, narcissistic, rude, obnoxious, and really inconsiderate of people's feelings. You would think Drew being the daughter of Aphrodite that she would at least be more considerate of people's feelings. Yeah, no.

Anyway, the only reason Percie puts up with her was that she believed that Drew had some good in her. Besides Silena, Drew had helped her around the Aphrodite Cabin like helping with her outfits if she was fashion-blocked, how to control her Charmspeak which was something that only she, Drew and Silena had. Drew is still her usual narcissistic and arrogant self but she genuinely seemed to get along with Percie.

Percie remembered Drew's question and looked down at her current outfit. She was wearing a orange CAMP HALF-BLOOD t-shirt underneath her training armor, black jeans, sneakers, with her hair in a messy ponytail, and her signature dove necklace. She then realized the reason Drew reacted to strongly, she was soaked in sweat, and her hair was ruffled. Basically, Percie looked a mess.

Percie sighed and took off her armor, "I know, Drew. I look mess but I'm changing my clothes now."

The Asian girl perked up at the word 'clothes', "Ooh~." she squealed. "I can help you pick out a outfit."

"Sorry, Drew but I'm kind of in a hurry." Percie replied, as she threw clothes left and right. "I got to catch Anthony so he could teach me how to use a close-ranged weapon and I'm hoping to do one-on-one so I won't be embarrassed if I fail."

"Oh. One-on-one huh. Didn't think that know-it-alls were your type, sis." Drew said mischievously.

Percie blushed bright red and dropped the shirt she was holding, "What the Hades?! Drew, I don't think of Anthony like that. He's my friend. Friend!" she stuttered out.

Although, Percie couldn't deny the fact she found the son of Athena kind of cute, with his surfer curled blonde hair, his calculating and stern eyes that looked enticing when the sparkle with joy, and don't get her started on his smile and ho- wait!. He's just a friend. Anthony Chase is just a friend.

She shook out of her thoughts, "Anyway, like I said, I'm in a hurry and have no time for a makeover, Drew."

"Oh hon, in case you forgot when it comes to Aphrodite, there's always time for a makeover." Drew chided. "Now be a dear and let me work my magic."

The Asian girl then pulled out a make up kit from nowhere and Percie really let out a groan this time.

~15 mins later~

Percie was running towards the Athena Cabin after her little makeover from Drew. She was now wearing a off-the-shoulders orange CAMP HALF-BLOOD crop top with a white tank top underneath, dark pink jean shorts, fashionable black ankle boots with dark pink accents, with her signature dove necklace. Her hair was brushed into its usual waves with some tied back in a crown braid, she had pink eye shadow lightly brushed on her eye lids, her lips were coated in pink lipstick, and small pearl earrings. While she didn't like makeovers, Percie had to admit that Drew was a life saver sometimes.

When she made it to the Athena Cabin, she saw Malcolm, Anthony's second-in-command, walking out while swinging a grappling hook in his hand.

Percie waved, "Hey, Malcolm!"

"Hey, Percie. What's up?" he greeted back.

"Nothing much, just trying the right weapon for me after being here for months." Percie sighed, frustrated. "Speaking of which, do you think you can point me in the direction of Anthony? Luke said that I might be able to wield a close-ranged weapon and that I should ask Anthony for help."

"Sure thing!" He pointed in a direction, "Tony's by the archery field."

Percie took off running, "Merci, Malcolm!" she called over her shoulder.

Percie saw her best friend, Anthony Chase, at the archery field with an bow in his hands and his gray eyes appearing darker as he glared at the target.

"Whoa there, Owl Head." she teased. "What did that target do to you?"

"Nothing, I'm just frustrated I can't get a bulls-eye." Anthony stopped glaring at the target and looked at his friend, raising an eyebrow at her appearance. "What's up with the outfit, Cover Girl?"

She rolled her eyes at the nickname, "I was a sweaty mess after training with Luke and Drew decided to give me a makeover."

The blonde grimaced at the thought of the spoiled daughter of Aphrodite treating his best friend like a Barbie doll and it was the first Percie was attacked by Drew and her makeovers.

Anthony notched an arrow and let it fly. It sailed through the air and hit the blue ring on the target. He deflated as it didn't hit the middle. "So, I have a feeling that you didn't come over just to chat?" He notched another arrow. "What did you need?"

Percie watched at the arrow hit the blue ring once again, "Well, Luke said that you train people with close-ranged weapons, right?"

"Right."

"Do you mind training me?" she asked.

"Yeah sure, anything for a friend." he answered.

"Merci aux dieux, tu es le meilleur!" Percie squealed, accidentally switching to French.

Anthony looked confused, "Okay, I maybe the son of Athena but even I don't understand that. Do mind translating for the people who don't understand the 'language of love.'"

The daughter of Aphrodite blushed, "Sorry, I said 'Thank gods, you're the best!' So do you want to start now?"

"Sure, its my free time before we have Greek classes." Anthony put his quiver of arrows down and handed Percie his bow. "Hold these for me. I'll go get a couple of training daggers."

He then ran off. Percie fiddled with the bow in her hands, her kaleidoscope eyes were shifting colors rapidly which happens when she's nervous. She really hopes that she can wield a dagger or some kind of weapon soon.

Besides Silena, Percie was the only other Aphrodite child to actually focus on training and sure she was obsessing about weapons a bit but she had a good reason to. Some campers, mostly Ares' Cabin, say that children of Aphrodite weren't a real threat and that they were better off just doing their makeup and staying off the battlefield. Needless to say Percie, inheriting her mother's temper, was pretty pissed off to hear that and went out of her way to train just to show them that a child of Aphrodite can be more than just a pretty face.

Percie looked down at the bow in her hands and an idea popped into her head. She still wanted to have a long-ranged weapon, if she couldn't wield a sword maybe she'll do better with a bow. Percie picked an arrow from the quiver and notched it, she let it flew and it hit the black ring on the target. She narrowed her eyes and notched another arrow, it flew and this time hit the white ring. Percie huffed and notched another arrow.

Arrow after arrow after arrow. It always hit the white ring or the black ring and Percie was getting frustrated.

The daughter of Aphrodite notched an arrow and closed her eyes. She took a deep breath, opened her eyes and the weirdest thing happened. The world in Percie's eyes faded to black and white, the only thing in color was the target. It surrounded in a pink aura, like the one that surrounded her when she claimed by her mother, Percie was confused to why the target was glowing but her instincts said to take the shot.

So she took the shot.

It seemed like time slowed as the arrow flew through the air towards the target.

The arrow hit dead in the center. Bulls-eye.

Percie was in shock as she stared at the target. She didn't how she did that or what that whole black and white vision thing going on or why the target was glowing.

"What the Hades! How did you do that, Cover Girl?" a familiar voice exclaimed.

Recognizing the nickname, Percie turned to see Anthony walking to her carrying a shoulder bag.

"Huh?" She looked at the target. "I don't know. I kept hitting the outer rings and then all of a sudden… the world in my eyes was black and white and the only thing in color was the target. It was glowing pink." Percie stopped for a moment and stared at the target in silence.

Pink was a color of love. Love was her mother's symbol. Did Aphrodite help her? But why and what did she know about shooting arrows? Wait. That's it.

The blonde boy looked at his best friend who was just staring blankly at the target. "Um. Percie are you alright?"

"Eros." Was the only thing that came out here mouth.

"What? You mean Eros, the god of love? You're half-brother? What does he have to do with this?" He asked, frustrated that he didn't understand what she talking about. If it was one that children of Athena hated with a passion, other than spiders, it was when they didn't understand something.

"It explains how I was able to get the perfect shot. Eros is Aphrodite's son and shoots the arrows of romance that makes people fall in love right?" Seeing him nod she continued. "Well, who do you think would shoot the arrows before Eros was born? My mother, that's who."

Percie grinned down at the bow. It felt naturally comfortable in her hands unlike the sword, "I think I finally found my perfect weapon."

"Cool. So I guess I should put the training daggers away then?" He gestured to his shoulder bag.

The black-haired girl quickly shook her head, "No, don't. I still want to learn how to use a close-ranged weapon. Think about. Having both a long-ranged and close-ranged weapon makes me more reliable and protected on the battlefield." she stated proudly.

"Wow, who knew that there was actually a brain in there, Cover Girl." he teased, poking her in the head.

Percie swatted at Anthony's hand, "Yeah. Yeah. Whatever, Owl Head. Are you going to teach me or not?"

Anthony smirked at her and emptied his shoulder bag, revealing all types of daggers and knives. "If you're ready, pick your poison."

Percie smirked as well, eyes sparkling while looking at the different sized daggers and knives, "Oh believe me, I'm ready. Ready to show everyone that I'm more than just a pretty face."

There we are. Percie found the perfect weapon. In a couple fanfics I read, it said that Aphrodite would have shot the arrows before Eros was born so I used that. Percie will also use a dagger too.

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