Okay guys, we made it. Another year with my slow progress. School is starting so it will be easier for me to use the comp. or tablet to update. Please just bear me longer. Ok. This is my second FF so again, bear with me. This starts at an earlier time than the PJ books and might not make any sense to you, but please enjoy this new story. Please review after reading, it'll help my mood.

-AnnabethAndMagnusChase

Artemis

The feeling of the winter snow in Washington state was amazingly cool against her arms. She felt no regret for leaving the Hunters with Zoe in New York. She slid down a branch of a snowy tree and slid down to the frozen grass. She landed swiftly and quietly onto the frozen solid earth. She walked easily and gracefully through the frozen forest.

She had a tent nearby with a campfire, but she rarely used the campfire, only to cook her meals. She had been in these woods for only days, but she loved how the frozen wind shifted slowly then returned to its original position. She loved the challenge of scarce game and freezing temperatures that kept the fire from lighting.

She heard a noise to her left and turned. A white hare looked up at her before scampering away. She followed it. She summoned her bow and quiver as she ran, nocking an arrow in her bow while jumping over a fallen tree and dodging trees. She followed the hare to a clearing and a lake. Before it could jump in the lake sh aimed and fired.

Artemis saw the arrow miss the hare as it soared sideways. She ran up to the hare, but her foot slipped on the edge of the frozen lake, causing her to fall backwards onto the ice. She cursed herself for wearing boots worn out long before this century. If the gods knew where she was right now and saw her as weak as the dead hare beside her, they would mock her for centuries. What an embarrassment this was for her. The goddess of hunting losing her step when hunting a hare.

As she began to slide on the ice, a strong hand gripped her arm. She was swung up onto her feet as a voice said, "Woah, careful. Don't hurt yourself." She turned to see a smiling face of a man looking at her. Who was making this happen? Were the Fates making fun of her? This was an outrage.

The man had black hair, his blue eyes heart-warming as he looked at her. He wore sturdy winter boots, brown leather pants, and a big fur coat. His hands were covered by hunting gloves, a bow and quiver hanging from his shoulder.

She stepped away from the man, but stumbled again on the frozen grass. She could feel her cheeks warming as he grabbed her arm again and helped her up. How was it possible? Lady Artemis, goddess of the Hunt, embarrassed for stumbling and slipping on ice?

"Are you alright?" He asked, looking her over. This time her face burned worse. How had she not blasted this male human to oblivion as soon as he laid a hand on her? She had been stunned, as she was now.

"You must be freezing." He took of his fur jacket and wrapped it around her. She felt the warmth more than she could feel the cold. Again, how was it possible? How was any of this possible? "Why would you be in the cold in only a light dress and worn out boots? Oh, you dropped your bow." He went to where she had dropped her bow and quiver, picking them up as if they were normal mortal weapons. "Here, I'll hold them for you." He flung them across his shoulder and again wrapped his arms around the fur coat he wrapped around her. "I'll take you to my hotel room. It's a quick drive from here, and I left my truck at the edge of the woods, so we can get there quick and get you dressed."

She was conscious of where he touched her, the heat from his arm and side heating her like an oven. Her head was spinning. Why was everything blurry? Why was it in two places at once? She saw two of the man, blurry but recognizable. This could not be happening. A mortal man was touching her and saw her in weakness and is taking her to his hotel-

She didn't remember leaning against him so much that he looked over and his eyes widened. She actually did feel the cold against her bare legs, the warmth around her back and shoulders from the man, his breath against her cheek as he leaned in and-

Her knees buckled. He wrapped one arm around her body and one under and around her legs. He raised her off the freezing cold ground and walked at a steady pace with her in his arms.

She could stand no more of this torture. As he took another steady step, her vision darkened and the Great Huntress Artemis blacked out in the arms of a man.

It was okay for a first chapter. You do not know who the man is or why he was in the woods. You will all know this in the next chapter. Please review and give me ideas for this FF and my HOO FF, I will appreciate it. Thanks. ;)