I changed Cupid's name. Hey every one I'm back with a new story. Now bear with me I know I haven't updated any of my other stories but this one won't leave me alone it just keeps bugging me. So well here you go.

Disclaimer: if I owned RotG would I be typing fan fiction about it?

? POV

The first thing I was aware of was that I felt different, the second my sister who'd regrettably shared my fate was nowhere to be seen, the third was that I shouldn't be breathing. I could have sworn those villagers killed us. I sat up slowly dusting off a light powdering of snow. I looked up to the moon basking in its light.

"…. So strange"

"You young child of glowing warmth expanding from the heart your name is Amalthea Amour. You're the spirit Cupid"

"Who said that?" I demanded looking around for the owner of the voice "and where is my sister?"

"I am the moon" the voice responded "you will be reunited in good time"

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"Did you say cupid?" I asked as I stood up glancing down at my clothes. My eyes took in a pale pink halter top with a bright red heart on the front. Ballet flats in the same shade of pink encased my feet and a red and pink layered tutu that stuck straight out from my sides covered my bottom and a large red heart clip held my hair back in a high pony. Speaking of…. I reached back and grabbed some of my hair it was pale blond streaked with red.

I ran to a small frozen puddle and took in my appearance my features seemed unchanged but my eyes were strange a tie-dye of multiple shades of pink. Next to the puddle was a small red pouch with a pink heart button and a red quiver full of arrows, I fixed the pouch around my waist and the quiver across my back. "Quiver of arrows ….. but no bow?" I asked. A single ray of moonlight seemed to slant towards the pouch, reaching into it I pulled out a small heart that was red on one side and the same pink as everything else on the other. Running my finger over it a small flat piece of wood expanded out from the top and the bottom. It expanded until it was nearly as tall as me then the two ends became connected by a string as thin as a piece of hair. I held the bow out at arms length and though it looked like it had a heavy draw weight I had no doubts that I would be able to draw and fire with ease. I ran my thumb over the heart going from the point where the two curves met to the bottom point and the bow retracted shrinking back down to just the heart. I tucked it back into my pouch and set out to look for my sister.

Hey so there's the first chapter there will be more soon and we will hopefully meet Cupid's sister in the next chapter but will they recognize each other? Only I know.