This is another story of a Artemis daughter. It came all of a sudden as I was having a bath *lol* Don't know why though, it seems that all of my awesome ideas only come when I'm half asleep or having a bath. Anyway, I'll try my best to complete this story.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OCs.
The sound of the rain woke me up in the middle of the night. It was so cold that I shivered, tryng to cover myself better with my father's jacket. But it was no use. The cold hard ground under me only made the situation worse. I was cold, alone,... Stop there, I scolded myself, there's no need to complaining. Think positive. Think positive...
Positive, huh? Well then, at least I was inside a cave, not outside it, or else I must have been dead cold then.
Wonder who I was and what the heck I was doing inside a cave in the middle of the night huh? It was kind of a long story, but since I couldn't sleep again, I would tell you my story.
My name was Arwen Ravenwood, daughter of Bowen Ravenwood - a famous Mythology professor. I inherited the undying love for myth and fantasy novels from him. That was where my name came from, too. We both have this huge admiration to J.R.R. Tolkien and his books. My father had once told me he named me after Arwen because he'd hoped one day I'd find my prince like Aragorn. Not that I complained but I prefered Legolas...
I have rambled again! Have I mentioned I had this horrible ADHD? It made me lose concentration from time to time. I also had dyslexia as well, if it hadn't been for my wonderful father, I would never have achieved anything at school, rather than detentions. He had raised me all by himself for five years long until he met Sandy, my amazing stepmother.
Unlike the evil stepmothers you've probably thought about, my stepmother was actually very sweet and kind. She was a colleague of my father long before I was born. It was her who taught my father how to take care of me as a baby, who looked after me everytime my father had to go. I considered her as my real mother, and in fact, she was the only mother I've known. My blood mother, as if I could ever forgive her enough to call her "Mom!", had abandoned my father and me right after I was born. Though father had kept saying she had a reason for it, but I couldn't bring myself to forgive her.
" 'Still, I see no reason why I have to love her.' - I huffed. My father sighed.
'Arwen, you don't have to love her right now. But you must know that she didn't want to leave you alone. Not ever!'
'I doubt that.' - I mumbled quietly so that my father couldn't hear. He would be upset if he knew I said so, no doubt."
I sniffed, clutching for more warmth from my father's jacket. We used to be such a happy family that I've never bothered to wonder who my real mother was. Never. But it had all changed.
And it was because of me.
On my thirteenth birthday, we'd decided to take a trip into the wood, as it was one of my favourite place in the world. The day had gone so well until I noticed that there'd been something hiding behind the trees watching us.
" 'You only imagine it, Arwen.' - My mother laughed - 'There is nothing but us here!' "
But there had been actually something lurking in the shadow of the wood. To ease my worry, father had gone deeper into it, so deep that mother'd started to worry as well.
" 'Honey, I think that's enough.' - Sandy said, squeezing my shoulder to assure me.
'Oh c'mon! There is no such thing scary here. I myself had this place checked before we came here. It is super safe. Don't worry' - He chuckled and waved me - 'Hey princess, wanna come here.' "
Those were his last words, as something jumped out of the shadow dragging him down and bit him. I was frozen in shock while my mother screaming beside me. That thing then had turned to us, looking straight at me, showing its bloody mouth - my father's blood.
" 'Run Arwen run!' - My mother screamed and pushed me away - 'Run!'. Her scream in horror pull the monster's concentration away from me.
'I'm not leaving you!' - I cried. But she pushed me away and grabbed a gun.
'Leave!' - She said - 'Run as far as you can. There are more of them. Run for your life!' - More things came from the shadow - 'Run Arwen! Hide where you can! Don't wait for me!'
'Mom!' - I cried.
'Now!' - She said, as she lunged to those monsters for me to run away."
I wondered why all my life suddenly went down. I had run as she said, found this cave and hidden inside it for a day. I wanted to come back for her so bad, but her voice gave me no choice, like it was a command to me. I had waited, and waited, but she never came back, and that was when I knew I had lost my mother as well. I had spent another day to cry my heart out before trying to get back home. I thought I could call for help. But I was so wrong.
I barely reached the high way before I had that feeling again, that something was watching me, just like the day my parents died. It was the biggest dog I'd ever seen in my entire life, and I only escaped by tricking it to fall down the waterfall.
Since then, I hid inside my cave, managing to live by trapping some small animals like rabbits. I was so lucky that I learnt to do all those survival stuff just by watching Discovery, but there were something that definitely Bear Grylls didn't have to deal with: monsters.
They came to me day by day almost as a routine, and day by day I tricked them to fall down the waterfall. There are some I recognized as Greek monsters as those my father once had shown me, but some I've never seen before. I lost count after one week inside the wood, wondering if I would ever find a way out of this nightmare.