[REVISED: August 12, 2013]

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SUMMARY: Bella Swan was keeping more than one secret when the Cullen's left her in Forks, Washington. Nine months later and the Cullen's – along with Jacob, Leah, and Seth – have been recruited by Lady Artemis to help in the upcoming war. Bella is tasked with taking them to Camp Half-Blood, unfortunately for her.

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HUNTRESS OF THE SEA

CHAPTER THREE

Disclaimer: I in no way own any recognizable works, either from Twilight or the Percy Jackson series.

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ALICE

To be honest, Alice had no idea why she was leaving her family behind.

She had had a vision, yes, but it had not shown her anything of value. All she had seen was blackness and then, a glimpse of the same forest they were in but a different clearing, accompanied by a very good feeling.

She was running towards that good feeling.

Thirty seconds after she left, she heard the hunting horn and knew her family had been spotted.

Three seconds after that, she found the clearing. It was less a clearing and more of a small break from wildlife. There was room enough for two people to stand next to each other without vegetation touching either person.

Whirling around in panic, Alice couldn't sense anyone around her. Despair was quickly overtaking her. The key to her family's survival was supposed to be in this same clearing.

"Freeze."

Alice does immediately, going as still as a statue. Not because of the command, but because of the voice.

"Bella?" she gasps, whipping around to locate her lost sister.

The sound of leaves brushing to her left has Alice spinning around faster than even she thought possible. She can't help but watch in utter happiness and disbelief as her friend, Bella Swan, walks into view.

"I believe I told you to freeze." Bella says, her voice sending chills down Alice's spine.

Only then does Alice note the bow, arrow notched, that Bella has pointing right where Alice's frozen heart sits.

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ROSALIE POV

We stay frozen after the hunting horn, waiting for some sign of attack, but none comes.

Maybe it's because none of us have dared to even breathe for the last minute.

Even the wolves seem to have sensed that moving would mean our life or death. Unfortunately, they can't control themselves as much as I would have hoped and one of them lets out a low whine.

"Shut up!" I hiss at the brown mutt.

And just like that, the silence is shattered.

I vaguely register Jasper glaring at me before something silver shoots out of the woods. It smoothly flies through the air, and lands inches from my Miu Miu shoes. I glance down and realize in shock that someone shot a silver arrow at me, their bad aim being what apparently kept me from getting hit.

"Rose!" Emmett cries. His arms encircle me from behind and he spins me to stand behind him.

A quick look at the others shows me that Esme is clinging to Carlisle and Jasper is desperately looking around. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that he's searching for some sign of Alice. The wolves are staring at the spot I had been standing just a second before.

Another silver arrow nearly hits one of the wolves, followed by at least a dozen more in quick succession.

The arrows bounce right off all of our Vampire skins, though the spot where they hit sting for a couple of seconds. The wolves aren't as lucky. They do well dodging the arrows for a while before a silver arrow pierces one of their fur. The wolf howls in agony.

The constant flight of arrows stops at the howl. There is a moment of silence, and then another wolf joins in the howling. Automatically, I know that Jacob and Edward heard the sound of the hunting horn and are on their way.

Sure enough, they explode into the clearing, both of them growling, their eyes wild and manic. They both do a quick sweep of the area before realizing that it's only us standing there.

Edward appears by Jasper. "Where's Alice?" he asks.

Jasper shrugs, but even I can feel his misery. "She had a vision," he replies.

Edward looks to me and I nod my head in affirmation.

The mutt, Jacob, has rushed to his two fellow wolves sides. He sniffs at the arrow lodged into the brown wolfs leg and lets out a whine. Carlisle doesn't have to be asked. He appears next to the brown mutt and says, "Hold still. This may hurt, but I have no other choice." He cleanly breaks off one end of the arrow and pulls the whole thing out of the mutt's leg. The wolf briefly howls, but stops as soon as the wound starts to heal itself.

"Wolves," a soft voice whispers from the forest.

All of us hear it as clear as day.

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THIRD PERSON POV

The archers come into the clearing. There are at least thirty adolescent girls, the youngest being possibly ten and the oldest being no more than sixteen. They all are adorned with silver ski jackets, blue jeans, and black combat boots. Each of them is equipped with a bow and arrows. And each of them is aimed at one of the vampires.

One of the older girls steps closer. She wears a Death to Barbie t-shirt, showing a Barbie doll with an arrow in its head, that doesn't match her silvery jacket. Her skeleton earrings seem out of place as well. Her hair is short and spiky, reminding everyone of Alice, and her eyes are a shocking electric blue. Her dark eyeliner outlines her blue eyes, making them pop even more, if possible. On her head she wears a silver circlet, worn almost like a crown.

She sets her cool gaze on the pale humans and wolves. "What are you creatures, and why do you have wolves with you?" she demands.

Carlisle steps forward, "Hello. My name is Carlisle Cullen. This is my family; Esme, Emmett, Rosalie, Jasper, and Edward." He hesitates. "I am afraid that we are unable to give you an answer to your question.

"They are vampires," a voice from the group speaks up.

Edward growls in annoyance.

Quick as a whip, the girl with blue eyes has her bow notched and aimed straight at Edward. She's not the only one, in less than a second almost every girl has an arrow aimed for Edward.

"You will mind your tongue," she hisses.

"Thalia," the voice speaks up again, "Stand down."

Thalia frowns, relaxing her stance, and turns around to the other archers. "My lady?" she asks.

The wolves and vampires are unable to tell who she is talking to at first, but another girl shortly makes her way to the front of the group.

The new girl is very young, possible eleven or twelve. She has auburn hair gathered back into a ponytail and strange silvery, yellow eyes, almost like the moon. Her face is breathtakingly beautiful, even more beautiful than that of the vampires.

She studies the vampires and the wolves with slight curiosity. "I see," she murmurs. She walks forward, closer to the group of monsters. She pauses when the other archers move to follow her. "Thalia, stay with me. The rest of you, hold your stance."

All of the archers stay right where they are, watching Thalia and the young girl move closer to the monsters. Every archer is tense, ready to strike should the need arise.

The Cullen's and wolves hardly notice though. They are too busy staring at the young girl that seems to hold so much authority. The girl with auburn hair walks closer to the Cullen's, stopping only when she is an arm's length away from them, only Thalia following her every step.

"My lady," Thalia whispers to her, a warning in her voice. She falls silent when the girl with auburn hair shakes her head.

The girl with auburn hair lets her eyes wander around the gathered monsters. "Curious," she mumbles. Her strange eyes flash. "May I ask what a bunch of vampires are doing in a clearing with a bunch of shape shifters?"

A ripple of discomfort and shock pass through the vampires.

Carlisle hesitates and exchanges a glance with the large brown wolf. "Who are you?" he asks, not impolitely. "And how do you know all of this?"

The girl's strange eyes flash again. "I believe I asked you first."

Carlisle winces, not completely sure why. "We…" he has to pause to compose himself "…we're looking for somebody."

"A girl," she states.

Carlisle gapes at her, his family following his lead. "How do you –"

The girl waves her hand dismissively. "That is not important. What I would like to know is why a bunch of mythical creatures are searching for a human girl?" Her eyes hold contact with each of them, seeming to penetrate deep into their very core. The vampires can't help but shiver when she catches their gaze.

Rosalie unfreezes first. "We don't have to tell you anything," she snaps.

Thalia moves to notch her bow, her actions being halted when the girl holds out her arm.

"It seems to me, Rosalie Lillian Hale Cullen," Rosalie nearly falls over hearing this complete stranger state her full name. "That I hold the upper hand here," the girl sweeps her arm behind her, reminding the vampires and wolves of the other archers, who are still at the ready.

Rosalie grumbles, but keeps her mouth shut.

"You are wise to value your coven's lives so dearly," the girl says to the blonde vampire, shocking said vampire even more.

Carlisle steps forward, ushering Rosalie back to Emmett's side. "The girl we are looking for; she is important to us."

"But not as a snack."

Carlisle jerks back. "No!" he gasps in horror.

Thalia watches his fellow coven mates mirror his horror, one of them bowing his head in misery.

"She is a part of our family," Esme says, joining the conversation.

Thalia barks out a laugh. Everyone turns to look at her. She meets their gazes defiantly.

The girl hums. "They are telling the truth, Thalia."

A collective sigh of relief goes around the vampire group.

"But they are not telling all of it."

The girl walks forward, stopping in front of Edward. "You are in love with her."

Edward's eyes widen as a hiss of disgust goes around the group of archers. The vampires glance at them curious by their actions.

"H-how did you know that?" Edward asks.

The girl is still studying him. She doesn't even answer his question, moving on to stop in front of the large brown wolf. "You have feelings for her as well."

Thalia laughs, "I think I'd like to meet this girl." The other archers don't seem to share in her mirth.

The wolf growls.

"Who are you and how do you know all of this?" Edward translates.

The girl wanders back to stand by Thalia. They exchange a quick glance, Thalia shrugging her shoulders in the slightest. The girl takes a moment to make her decision. "Very well," she declares, spinning around to face the group of wolves and vampires. "I believe we have a problem here."

Carlisle takes an unneeded gulp. The girl with the strange eyes makes him uncomfortable. "What sort of problem?"

"I do not allow mortals to witness my hunt," she replies, her eyes seeming to get brighter with excitement. "Unfortunately, you have just witnessed it."

"Excuse me?!" Rosalie yells. Her hands are fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. "What are you talking about?"

"You have heard of Greek mythology, yes?"

The vampires nod.

"Yes," Carlisle says. "As you may imagine, we have been around for a while now. Therefore, we have learned quite a bit."

The girl nods her head in agreement.

"Why do you ask?" Alice dares to speak up.

The girl hums, "Greek mythology is very much real."

A silence so thick that you could cut it with a knife follows. And then Emmett chokes out, "What?"

"Greek mythology is no myth. It is very much real. The gods are real and very much alive."

Another silence follows.

"How are the gods real?" asks Rosalie, who was having a hard time believing all of it.

The girl turns her gaze towards Rosalie. "The gods are as real as you are standing here, Rosalie. Not only that, but they are here in America."

"What?!" squeaked Emmett, surprising everyone. The archers laughed in the background. Emmett would have blushed if he could have.

"Yes. They move with the heart of the west," the girl says, ignoring Emmett's embarrassment altogether. "They are responsible for 'Western Civilization.' You might say that they are the source of it, tied so tightly to it that they couldn't possibly fade. If the gods fall, then all of Western Civilization could very well fall as well."

"Why should we believe you?" countered Rosalie. "You come into this clearing, where we were not doing anything out of sorts, and tell us that we just witnessed 'your hunt?' Why are you even telling us?"

The girl walks up to Rosalie. Rosalie almost stumbles backward in shock when the girl is suddenly as tall as she. The girl's strange eyes stare straight into Rosalie's and Rosalie freezes up, going into a trance almost. "I know this because I am Artemis, Goddess of the Hunt."

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This update is for MyDark-Sunshine, whose review made me smile – and hungry.

So, our internet got shut off for about two weeks. Hence, my absence. Or a very convenient excuse for my absence…

I'm split between liking this chapter and disliking this chapter. Been feeling like my tense is off, if that makes sense.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed and please leave a review!