Immortality and Resurrection
Chapter 1: Free Fall
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A slight rustle in the branches. That's all it was. It could have been the wind or a falling leaf, but the Hunters of Artemis knew better. They knew that even the slightest movement could mean that an enemy was close by. They knew that it could mean danger.
Without hesitation, the group of immortal girls pointed their arrow shafts toward the tree branch where the movement had been seen.
"Do we fire?" a girl asked. She looked to be about twelve years old, with dark brown hair and pale skin. Her dull green eyes were sparkling with excitement.
"No," another girl, obviously the leader, said. She looked to be around the age of fourteen, tall and graceful with coppery colored skin. A silver circlet was braided into her hair, and the sunlight reflected off of it, giving it the impression that it was made of diamonds. "Patience is important, May. If we shoot now we give away our position."
She turned her focus back to the tree, just in time too see another, more pronounced movement in the branch. Now that she was sure that something was there, she let her arrow fly with deadly accuracy. The Hunt watched as a dark shape fell to the ground with a thud. They wasted no time in rushing over to see what it was, and most of them gasped in surprise when they saw the scene in front of them.
It wasn't a monster that they had been hunting, as they'd presumed. It was a girl. Her face was so covered with scrapes and cuts that they couldn't make out more than that. Her hair was caked with mud and twigs so it looked black, but some lighter red patches of hair proved it false. She was unconscious, probably from the long fall down. She'd miraculously fallen on a pile of leaves, so she hadn't gotten seriously hurt. An arrow was protruding out of her left shoulder, and was bleeding heavily.
"Who is that, Zoë?" a thirteen year old girl asked the leader. She eyed the fallen girl with new found curiosity and confusion.
"I do not know Phoebe," Zoë replied. She was just as confused as everyone else, but they were all looking to her for orders. She had to be a leader.
"Take this girl to camp. Get Lady Artemis. She will know what to do." A handful of the strongest Hunters gently picked the girl up and brought her in the direction of camp. Thankfully, they hadn't wandered too far, so it would only take a few minutes to return to their camp. Zoë and the others quickly followed the others.
Soon they made it back to the clearing where they had set up camp. Tents made of silver silk, curved in a crescent around the bonfire. A pack of white wolves prowled the perimeter, guarding it from harm.
"Go get Lady Artemis," Zoë hissed to May. "Make it quick"
As May hurried off, Zoë and the others put the girl down next to the bonfire. They removed her cloak, and what they saw disgusted them. Her clothes were ripped and torn, and there were incredible amounts of dried blood. The arrow wound was bleeding more than ever, and she was becoming paler by the minute.
"May!" Zoë cried in alarm. Lady Artemis needed to get there right now. The girl was going to die soon if she didn't get help, and The Hunters were useless since they didn't know if she was a demigod or not, and they didn't want her to burn up by giving her ambrosia or nectar.
Thankfully, Artemis came running out of her tent with May at her heels. She took one look at the unconscious girl and started to work right away.
"Zoë," she said. "Go get a few buckets of warm water. Phoebe, get the nectar out of my tent. She is a demigod."
Without question the Hunters went to work. Zoë got a bucket and filled it with water from the stream. She then placed it on a rock, where the sun heated it up momentarily. She came back and gave the bucket to Artemis. The goddess took it and dumped it on the girl, so the wounds were now more visible. Phoebe came back with the bottle of nectar. Artemis slowly removed the arrow from the girl's shoulder and grabbed the bottle from Phoebe. She poured it over the girl and all her wounds started to heal. Soon they had all closed up, and what that revealed was even more shocking than her cuts.
The girl had a striking resemblance to Artemis. They had the same straight, auburn hair and their facial features were very much alike. They had the same stunningly beautiful face. They even had the same expression.
"How-" Zoë began.
"Shhh!" May cut her off. "She's waking up!" And so she was. The girl groaned and winced. She then slowly opened her eyes, and several of the Hunters stumbled back. Because the girl's eyes were a unique mixture of yellow and silver that had only been seen once before.
The Hunt was looking at a girl who looked just like Artemis.
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