“The Huntress and the Champion”<br/><br/>Like many of the other Goddesses Artemis was a proud female that did not like to be challenged nor have others to fight her battles, but…she could not deny that a man, a mortal no less without real power not backing down from Apollo was heroic. It gave her strength and she would stand by Archie as he was clearly doing for her.<br/><br/>Artemis was not sure how to take what Apollo said, there was a combination of anger and sorrow at the comment. Orion, the only man that she had loved….who had died by her hand had a constellation of stars named in his honor. Was what Apollo saying a threat of some kind? That if Artemis grew to close to Archie that he too might be lost to her? No…. she could not allow that to happen, this time, she would make sure that Apollo did not get his way. She lifted her chin up definitely.<br/><br/>“The stars can be rewritten, by the ones who chose to change them” Artemis could hear how corny she sounded, but she would stand by what she said, “If you would excuse me…. I am having a drink with Archie and would like to finish it” She pointedly took her seat and turned away from him, lifting the glass to her lips. Apollo looked like he wanted to spin her around and have her look at him as he lectured her. Artemis could be fury and rage, but this cold indifference was unnerving. Shooting a look at Archie, he clenched his hands, the fair blue eyes of the God of Prophecy looking stormy. Like a petulant child he moved off, raving inwardly about how to rid his sister of a man that could destroy who she was.<br/><br/>(To be Continued)