❝ Take the moon's hand, feel the night and go for the hunt. ❞

You had been an extraordinary demigod. Words from your Lady, not yours. And before, it hadn't even crossed your mind to join Artemis's hunters. You had been the advisor of your cabin back then, the eldest, and many of your half-siblings still sought your guidance.

You remember that at that time the barrier wasn't yet there (even though there had been others before). Thalia Grace hadn't even been born yet for her sacrifice to create the strongest barrier that kept the monsters out. But almost three centuries have passed, and you barely remember what the camp was like 'before.' Your acquaintances, friends, and siblings died long ago.

You had taken the oath. Immortality made you surpass the others. While they turned to dust, you remained.

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In the hunt, it was common to run, track, and deliver the killing blow. To be agile and strategic. To be the hunters pursuing the prey as commanded by their Lady Artemis.

Not to be the prey.

You didn't know where you were or even when you were. But something was chasing you, and you ran.

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Broken Pantheon AU: An alternate universe where the Greek gods are cursed to have no children, to have trouble keeping them alive, or to have only dead children or monsters.

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Notes

Okay, then. Based on the information I was able to find and put together all the details like a board worthy of detectives. I felt like Sherlock Holmes, honestly.

1. George Washington. Son of Athena and, as far as we know, the oldest camper at the camp. Born in 1732.

So we can assume (at least I can) that the camp was established between 1700 and 1730. If we consider George not only the oldest but also one of the first campers.

2. The sacrifice of Thalia Grace, daughter of Zeus, reinforced the camp's borders. Therefore, monsters couldn't get through unless someone on the inside allowed it. (A notable case is Poseidon's cyclops son, Tyson).

So, for you, fighting for your life 24/7 would be the most routine thing. Sleeping would be a luxury. But, as always, nothing could go your way, and, well, Artemis forced you (to put it simply) to join her hunters.

Just because you've learned to live with it doesn't mean you've accepted it.

Besides, did you know that historically some men joined Artemis's hunt? (Not counting the poor wretch they transformed into a woman).

Postscript: This has been the most complicated one to write an initial message to. And I've made it so neutral that I didn't use any specific pronouns. It literally describes you in the first person. So go wild however you like.