“The Huntress and the Champion”<br/><br/>He was very smart, not that she doubted that. The Artemis Games not only tested one’s body, but their mind as well. A good hunter and Champion knew how think on their feet and to consider all angles of information. Mr. Panagakos had taught him well in Greek ‘mythology’.<br/><br/>In the past there were many mortals that claimed to be better than one god or goddess, which of course always angered the immortals who incited terrible punishments. Artemis had been no exception of this, as her own emotions could often get the better of her…which resulted in less than ideal endings for the poor mortals who crossed her the wrong way. His answer was the right one and it endeared her even more to him. Just when Artemis thought that he could not make her fall harder, he proved her wrong once again. The Goddess of the hunt loved all animals and possessed the ability to turn herself and others into an animal of her choosing. She had a fondness of canines and her hunting dogs were as important to her as Ambrosia was to the immortals. Her lightly glossed lips curled into a warm smile as she nodded her head, the strands of her medium length hair untucking behind her ears with the movement.<br/><br/>“I do, and you may call me Dia” She wanted to keep the name she used short so that he could not kind trace the name to Artemis so easily. It was a short form of the name Romans gave her, so her alias was not technically a lie. “Would you like to get a drink with me Archie, I would love to hear more about the Games and your dogs as well”. Inwardly, warning bells went off in her head, but she ignored them as she waited for his answer. Although drinking would not affect her, the longer she spent speaking with Archie the more likely she was going to be discovered, and most likely reported to her brother. Hopefully, Apollo was still busy and would stay that way.<br/><br/><br/>(To be Continued)