A/N: just a random idea I had. Don't own anything.

It was nearing sunset as Artemis and her hunters slunk through a dense forest on the trail of a pack of rare boar, they had been on the hunt for hours and all were nearing exhaustion save for Artemis herself. "Set up camp, we will rest here tonight" Artemis said "Sunset is nearing; our prey shall sleep, as will we."

"Yes my lady" Zoë Nightshade, Artemis's Lieutenant said nodding.

"I will see where they shall stop to rest, alone" Artemis said looking around at her ragtag band of hunters "All of you bathe before I return" Artemis said as the rankness of the hunters reached her nose.

"Yes my lady" The hunters chorused before Artemis ran off silently.

Artemis was fifty yards from camp when she saw the pack setting down for the night on the edge of a small farm, a little girl no older than four was playing with a basset hound not more than ten yards from the goddess. Suddenly the basset hound's ears perked hearing a branch snap from behind Artemis, running into the woods silently the dog went after the source of the noise. Oblivious to what was happening around her the child ran after her playmate. All Artemis could do was watch as one of her hunters let a string of arrows loose, one embedding itself deep into the child's midsection.

Before she realized what she was doing Artemis rushed over to the child and pulled the arrow out of her stomach, looking at the wound she grimaced, it looked bad but the internal injuries must be horrid. Slicing her own wrist with her hunting dirk Artemis let some of her godly blood drip into the child's wound.

"Lady Artemis, what are you doing?" Zoë asked as she jogged over, inspecting the child's wound she nodded "It's healing, but your blood is affecting her in another way. She's becoming a half blood."

"A half blood's life is better than an unlived one" Artemis said

"Do you expect her to believe that after her family is attacked, mayhap killed" Zoë asked

"Who shot that arrow?" Artemis asked "I did not see their face."

"Phoebe, one of the new recruits" Zoë said

"I see." Artemis said as she moved her bleeding arm away from the child's wound. "Wake the child up; give her some ambrosia to help her heal. I will speak to Phoebe."

"Yes my lady" Zoë said turning to the child, the wily basset hound trotted up to its fallen friend and licked the child's face as if apologizing