"The trouble with Romans." Percy began as he yawned after getting out of his massive bed. "Is that even after they find out who I am. Chances are they're going to still try and kill me." Percy shrugged as he looked at himself in his bathroom mirror. For creating such a comfy home when he was exhausted he certainly managed to include the smaller details as well, like a full length mirror in his bathroom. He was impressed and rather shocked by his own skill. Today, he had a quite a few duties to attend to, all from different parties. With the hunters Artemis had tasked him with learning how to cook and seeing if he could pitch in anything useful that her hunters could take away with.

His second notice of business was to visit the Roman camp but he'd noticed through his inherited knowledge that they were much less friendly than that of the Greeks. He could only hope that this Luke guy could hold his own in a place where his memories had been taken. Jason Grace was the son of Jupiter and a praetor of the legion of New Rome. Luke Castellan was the son of Hermes and the head councilor for the entire camp mind you, but still not a son of the big three, if it came down to it, his godly powers would not serve him in combat as much as his skill with a blade.

Percy decided not to over-think things as that wasn't the last thing on his agenda. He decided that he wanted to try and take Artemis out to dinner somewhere somehow. If they really were going to do this, then he would at least try to play his part as the caring boyfriend, if he could even call himself that, and take her to dinner at least once in his life, especially with the threat of Tartarus and Gaea. Chaos hadn't specified the details of his immortality. He speculated that since she hadn't answered him when he asked about it that it was simply a case of him never dying from age. He didn't voice his concerns with Artemis because she'd never let him do his duties if she knew that if he died there would be no coming back. The dinner date with Artemis could wait until much later, right now he had to hunt breakfast for thirty immortals.

He left his unfairly spacious tent after brushing his teeth and throwing on a new shirt that covered him nicely. Artemis had initially complained about Percy's color co-ordination of his clothes because he was supposedly a member of the hunt as of Zeus' challenge but since becoming Chaos' champion, Artemis found herself in no position to force a certain color upon Percy. She'd only really wanted to see what he'd look like in silver out of curiosity anyway. Percy only then noticed that none of the girls apart from Thalia were aware of his promotion from Choas. This would no doubt be a great chance to show them what he was.

He used his ever increasing powers of teleportation to flash himself high above the camp and let his wings take control from there. The things did have a mind of their own but he'd figured that being a part of him they would do their job and protect him when he needed them to, otherwise they usually just liked to annoy him or malt when he was trying to sleep. The worst thing was when Percy got wing itch and they refused to come within arm's reach, meaning that he had to suffer through the itch.

Percy landed with a curios thud with his wings cocooning him completely when he hit the ground and was forced to his hands and one knee. The hunters were all in a state of shock except for Thalia who had come to expect no less from the Norse demi-god.

"Who are you? Show yourself!" Phoebe demanded, her bow drawn and threatening to shot straight through the black feathery mass. Percy doubted that her arrow would be able to penetrate his wings though. He didn't have any solid evidence why, but just a feeling, for while the feathers felt silky and angelic, they also had an incredible weight to them and he speculated that they were actually made from something entirely else. It didn't matter to Percy as long as they acted like wings when he needed them to.

"It's Percy." He told them as if this was a casual thing as the wings slowly unfurled to reveal the only man to have survived this long around the hunters. To his surprise they all actually seemed far more at ease once he was around than before. Most were curious about how he gained the wings so he decided to kill two birds with one stone so to speak. "How about I try and create some breakfast while I'm regaling you all with my awesome adventures eh? I can't exactly summon a full English, but probably a load of woodland critters that we can skin gut and cook, sound good?" He asked, they all seemed to nod their shared agreements. Percy casually wiped a strand of loose hair from his head as he began. He didn't even notice Artemis among the girls staring at him with an obvious admiration written all over her face. Percy held out his hand and immediately three rabbits all seemed to step out of a tiny purple rip in the air. A few of the hunters started to hunt the rabbits that they would soon cook.

"We are on the verge of yet another war, Gaea and Tartarus are rising, they're waking up and they've been planning a war for a long time coming. Zeus, Poseidon and Hades all met up and decided that they could not do this alone. They asked my father for aid. The Norse are not as tied to your ancient laws as the Greeks themselves are but there was still very little my father could do." Percy explained as he himself morphed his wrist watch into an axe and threw it very precisely and very powerfully at a rabbit that had unfortunately moved into the axe's flight path and caused it's own decapitation. The impressive part was that while he'd thrown the axe, Percy had been mid story, not even looking towards the rabbits.

"Save for the one last line of defense that we had against rising threats. He called Chaos, the primordial of creations, the one who we all stem from. She gave us the option for her to bestow a champion to aid Olympus. In the end it could have only been me, I am the one who is a demi-god unchained by the ancient laws. I've become immortal and very possibly THE most powerful being in the universe aside from Chaos but again, that's just speculation. Any questions?" He asked. He'd noticed that these wings were starting to annoy him yet again, purposely getting in the way of his shots so he very painfully recalled them as they all popped into place before returning to a different realm that wasn't situated inside his body. He arched his back and clicked each of his spinal disks before a satisfying pop caused him to continue his breakfast preparations.

"Does this mean that you'll have to leave the hunt?" Atalanta asked him, there seemed to be a tinge of regret in her voice, it was clear that the hunters were starting to warm up to him, even the Ares girl didn't seem to want him to go.

"No, I am tied to the hunt for as long as Lady Artemis tells me that I am needed. I will have other duties to perform in the name of Chaos every now and then but other than that I am in servitude to Lady Artemis." Percy told them. Yggdrasil turned into a one foot bowie knife in his hands as he grabbed the rabbit by the head.

"So." He asked them with a grin, knowing that his next act would separate the ones who would like him and the ones who would respect him out of his rank. He snapped the rabbit's neck and chopped its head off. It was of course quite unnecessary to do both but he felt like going the extra mile. "Who's hungry?" He asked with a grin much to the displeasure of Lady Artemis.