Percy Jackson: The Cursed Hunter

A/N: Apparently, people didn't understand the shifts in perspective all this time. I thought I was pretty clear on it, but I guess not. Any and all of the times he's talking about intercepting Thalia, Annabeth, and Luke along with the hunters, that's his 17 year old self who has regained his past life's memories. He lived with the hunters when he was 7-13, when he hadn't gained his past life's memories yet.

And the story below is gonna be about the 4 years in between him being ditched by the hunters and him chasing them.

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[Shalom - Age 13]

I had found the boy a whole day after the hunters had left him in that forest.

Originally, I had had grand plans for him. After all, he had stolen the heart of literally every single hunter including Artemis, I just needed to push their love for him past familial love.

Yet, seeing his body left there, prone and unconscious, I couldn't bring myself to... well, use him for my own entertainment.

"Consider this your lucky day, Kid."

Picking him up and swinging his body over my shoulder like I sack of potatoes, I quickly flashed away to my palace on Olympus.

I should have never picked up this fucker.

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Waking up in a different world was disorienting.

Waking up as a baby was even more disorienting.

Being left in the woods to defend for yourself as a 4 year old was disorienting.

Realizing that even after turning 4 that you couldn't even control your body was disorienting.

Being picked up by the hunters and them not ever once checking if I was a boy was disorienting.

Watching as the personality controlling your body cut off your own balls with your own hands was disorienting.

Waking up and finding out that you were in a goddess' house and could finally move your body out of your own volition after 7 years of pain was the most disorienting thing that had ever happened to me.

"Get away from me, pervert... Shotacon!"

Wrapping my arms around my body, I skedaddled to the farthest place on the bed away from Aphrodite.

And how did I know that the lithe woman in front of me was Aphrodite?

Well, it was all because she had visited the Boy and his sisters a shit ton of times to try and entice them to break their oaths multiple times.

And now here I was, stuck in her clutches.

Despite having only just woken up, my mind immediately starting, well, braining.

'Please tell me she's not trynna fuck me, please tell me she's not trynna fuck me, I'm forever only 13 for god's sake!'

I watched as she narrowed her eyes at me, in disbelief at my behavior.

"You'd think that I'd actually go after a kid?"

"I mean, considering the gods' track record with animals..."

My mouth could not physically move a step further as, in less than a fraction of a second, I found Aphrodite leaning over my bed, her hand enveloping my mouth, muting any further... insults I might have thrown at the gods.

For now, I knew that I wouldn't be able to beat an Olympian, and so I just ended up shutting my mouth until she removed her hand (do keep in mind that I said I couldn't beat one. They sure as hell couldn't harm me either).

"So, what do you want from me?"

Hearing my voice, she once again turned to look at me, this time though, with a look of suspicion on her face.

"Are you sure you're okay in the head?" She asked, tilting her head in a sensual manner. Well, all of her actions were... inherently sensual? I guessed that it was just because of her position as the goddess of love.

But yea, I had forgotten. Although I had inherited all the memories of the Boy, I wouldn't ever get close to acting like that... Femboy. Sure, I could definitely "act as him," but that was just more tiring than I thought it needed to be (also because he was a femboy).

So, why not just be my regular self, no?

Furthermore, knowledge of cursed energy had finally been transferred to my head, and there was no way I would be able to create a cursed technique without settling on one identity.

As for merging the two personalities, or completely getting rid of the other one...

...welp, that could wait for another day.

How did she know that my personality had changed, and how had I known that she knew that my personality had changed?

'Her picking me up -> she was targeting me | she has been known canonically to fuck with the hunter -> she was watching me -> she wanted to use me to fuck with the hunters.'

That had basically been my thought process earlier, but now, more questions than answers were presented to me.

'Why wasn't she trying to manipulate me? Why wasn't she using her charmspeak on me? Why was she... taking care of me?' The last one I had gotten from the fact that I had awoken in a clean bed with all my injuries completely healed.

"I'm not trying to manipulate you at all. I haven't used charmspeak because I haven't needed to. And, I took care of you... for reasons."

'Ah, I was fucked.'

I mean, how was I supposed to know that Aphrodite had a mind reading power.

I furtively cast a glance at her in suspicion.

"Sigh... No, I can't access your innermost thoughts, just your surface ones due to ancient law about protecting souls and whatnot."

"...can every god do this?"

"Of course they can. We're gods after all. And before you ask, there is a limit. We can't access the thoughts of certain extremely powerful demigods too."

Huh, well, I was fucked for the foreseeable future. It wasn't like I was going to be injecting myself with ichor soon, or well, ever really.

"Don't worry too much about it thought. It's not like they will care for a mere mortal in the first place."

Her use of the word "mortal," kind of irked me, I just realized that all of a sudden.

"But anyways, back to you, could you please explain to me these more... mature thoughts of yours?"

"I'm fine. Just unlocked a shit ton of memories though." I replied... Yet, she showed no major reaction to this news.

"Hades must've not fucking done his job properly then..." she muttered under her breath, but other than that, not really expressing any other emotion.

'Ah, now that I think about it, the god's must've dealt with way weirder things on a daily basis.'

Anyways, as I let her continue to think about, well, whatever it was she was thinking about, I went and looked around the room that we were in.

'Pink pink pink pink pink... Welp, what was I expecting.'

The whole room was basked in a pink glow as the sun shown through the windows and reflected off the various pick items within the room. There were also an ungodly number of mirrors lining the walls and furniture of this room.

'Wait... is this, her room?'

I mean, who else would need this many mirrors in their room?

I couldn't really judge though. Just look at me and this self glazing ass, informal, joking personality of mine.

'You can only do so much until the faces get to you after all.'

And no, I didn't remember the faces of all those I killed...

...just the faces of the innocent ones I had killed.

Anyways, that was in the past now, it was time to focus on the present.

Before me was... welp, a beautiful woman who was currently dazzlingly contemplating what I had said.

No, for real. Literally every action she took stirred my biologically teenage hormones, and it was only because of my training in my previous life that any semblance of decorum was being kept in my nether regions right now.

"So... what are you going to do with me now?"

I mean, I was genuinely curious.

I honestly didn't have much insight into Aphrodite's character from the original works, and she had already completely ruined any and all expectations I had for her through her action of healing me.

In the end, all I could do was to start building up an impression of her from here on out.

Yes... that would probably be the right thing to do.

~~~

The boy in front of me... was interesting, more interesting than I could have ever guessed.

'An uncanny amount of knowledge, combined with that personality of his.'

A total of four people had witnessed him that day after all.

When, what I assumed was this current personality of his completely devoured the attentions of the two witnessing it in person, and the two watching him from afar.

'What was he in his past life?'

I soon found myself disregarding a need for an answer to this question though, after having read more of his thoughts.

'To treat me as if I was just another person... with a blank slate...'

Not as a bitch, not as a slut, not as a whore.

He truly wanted to know me.

And, I honestly didn't even care if it was because of an ulterior motive.

It was refreshing for sure, and after I had left his room without saying another word to him, I had cancelled my appointment with Ares.

I could feel myself already warming up to this boy.