This is the second chapter to...the first chapter...haha. I would appreciate any and all reviews, so I know if I should keep this going or not.
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“Has she given you much trouble?” Apollo asked, his golden eyes simmering in the sun. I laughed, and marveled at its clarity.
“No, your sister has only trapped me in a wolf’s body for eternity,” I replied sarcastically. He grinned, flashing his perfect teeth. He was beautiful, no, he was beyond beautiful.
Apollo stood six feet three inches tall. Although he had broader shoulders, he had a very trim, muscular waist. He wore a traditional toga that showed his rippling, tan arm muscles. He had shorter, almost military like blonde hair and wide, childlike golden eyes. His other features were finely carved, for he was truly a god, and his nobility was blatantly obvious.
“Arian,” he whispered, “I will find a way to free you from this.” He took my hand, and the warmth from his godly being eased whatever tension about thinking of Artemis I had.
We sat on a cliff above the lake. Our legs dangled down, feet bare, and for a few moments we were totally carefree. We looked like a normal couple with our bright eyes, wide smiles, and careless jokes. The sun was above our heads before Apollo sighed wearily.
“If I do not go visit the horses soon they will get anxious,” he said, sighing sadly. I nodded, I knew that I always needed to cherish the time I had with him. Suddenly, as soon as we both had stood up from our perch, a silver flash appeared, turning my eyelids red. I felt Apollo tense and position himself slightly in front of me.
“Shouldn’t you be working Apollo?” The unnervingly clear voice rang over the lake. I felt a shiver creep along my entire body. That voice had put me in the body of a wolf. That small, childlike voice with a strange infinite depth to it, belonged to Artemis.
She came up to more than a couple inches less than Apollo’s shoulders, yet as she stood facing us, there was something just as commanding about her. Slanted silver eyes that seemed to glow stood piercing my face. Her smile was wicked, yet beautifully haunting, with pointed teeth and an unnatural whiteness. Her face was very royal looking, yet had an animalistic side to it. Her appearance of a small child was completed by long glistening black curls that were pulled back in a flowing ponytail that had strand of silver woven throughout. She wore a short, glistening grey tunic with a silver long bow and arrows strapped to her back. Although she looked menacing to me now, when I had been a Huntress I had only saw kindness and grace in her now dark glare.
“The horses know the way. It’s not like I haven’t been flying the same track for millions of years,” Apollo retorted, his golden eyes blazing.
“It was merely a question, dear brother,” Artemis spat the words out. I had caused a rift between them; a rift that I worried would not be repaired. That would be disastrous if they could not mend it. The Moon and Sun could not war against each other, and if they did, I would be the center of it.
“Shouldn’t you be with your Huntresses?” Apollo asked smoothly, glaring at her from beneath his brow.
“You’ve left me a Commander in Chief short. They’re currently all on missions trying to prove who deserves to get the position. It’s almost annoying,” she said with a sad look on her face that gave me a glimpse past her stony charade. I immediately knew what she spoke of. I had been the Commander in Chief, not only that, but I had been her best friend.
Love, my love her brother Apollo, had messed all of that up. Huntresses were not supposed to fall in love. Ever. I had broken that one, sacred rule. Now, I imagined all of the girls trying to take my place. Oh, the position I had once held was coveted, and I could just imagine the flurry that was going on at the camp to see who would succeed me.
For a moment, my heart longed to be back there, underneath the great Sequoias and Redwoods. Where silvery tents glistened beneath the trees branches and the sounds of bows twanging and girls singing loomed in every leaf.
“I’m sorry about that, but that does not explain your presence,” Apollo replied, his words short, yet more polite this time.
“Something is stirring, my dear brother, something that I fear may have been caused by her. I fear that what I have done to her has awoken something new. The Law of Balance must be complete,” Artemis’s words stung heavily in my heart. Since I was once her right hand woman, I knew what she spoke of.
The Law of Balance was if one creature or human was made immortal on the ‘good’ side of the spectrum, a creature of equal power was given to the other ‘bad’ and vice versa. This way, massive wars would not being going on. Instead either good or bad deeds, or the killing of immortals, must be done to tip the scale to one side. Currently, the scale was tipped towards the good side, due to the Huntresses decimating ‘bad’ creatures.
“Wouldn’t it be a good creature that has been created because of my immortality?” I asked. Artemis looked surprised to hear my voice, but she shook her lovely head and stared towards the sky.
“I thought it would be too, Arian. I thought you were the evil, but I fear I have been gravely mistaken. By making you immortal, the side of darkness had gained a creature whose powers are a thousand fold of what I thought they would be, and do you know what that means?” Artemis asked, her piercing eyes suddenly staring into mine. I felt so bare, as if she could read every part of me, but I knew what she mean, although I did not understand it. I nodded.
“Your powers are greater than any of us could’ve ever imagined,” Artemis replied with a grim look dominating her childlike features
