Why? That's the only thing I can think anymore. All my friends dead. Why? At least there's a reason to that one. I'm immortal; never to age. The rest of my friends- family- weren't. Annabeth, Percy, Jason. Countless others. It's been years since some of them died...I still hold on to them. But why. Why did I ever decide on becoming a hunter? Forever alone. Forever young. Never looking past the age of 16. I'm Artemis' lieutenant, one of the most important hunters, and yet, I always feel alone now. Why? Because almost all of my family is dead.