Hello again...

ro781727- I have this story somewhat planned so I can't really do the taped and sent to Olympus (at least yet) , but personally I hate spoilers so I won't say exactly what will happen. Enough to say, Artemis won't be the only one meeting foreign gods... For your other ideas: yes

Artemislover- the near death experience is a great idea, but the belching contest... I don't think even without a reputation Artemis would do something like that... I mean, come on, she's been the virgin goddess, the nº1 man-hatter for over two thousand years...

onyx team- she won't, thanks for your vote

Guest- I'm also looking forward to that encounter but it won't be happening in the near future. Wolfe will be a werewolf before that and there's still a long way to go for that...

Cegorach- Yea, I thought it over and I agree. As awesome as it would be seing Artemis shouting someone into a wall, she doesn't really have any connections to it.

Deadzepplin- Thanks for the idea! At first he was only going to be encountering odd people here and there but your idea was great. Poor Thargurk, what a horrible destiny awits him *dark chuckle*

Winter-Buzz- Sorry, you were outvoted but thanks for voting!

And to you all: Thanks for reviewing

Chapter 4

It seemed to be natural, but further in you could see a grey rock platform with a black sarcophagus and a big wall… I swear I've seen that before… But where?

"What's that? It sounds like some kind of music…" Wolfe asked me as we approached the wall.

"I don't hear anything" We stopped in front of the wall. I focused in the words written in it. They looked familiar.

"Please, tell me you do see the letters glowing." Wolfe asked me, his eyes glued to the wall. I stayed silent. "Great, now I'm going crazy." I looked at him questioningly until he was sent backwards, as if punched by a Cyclops. I ran to see if he was alright, he was my ticket out of here.

"Wolfe! Are you okay?"

He groaned and tried to stand, only to fall back to the floor. "I feel as if I'd just read one hundred spell tomes… And you have no idea what I'm speaking about."

I was about to answer when we heard a loud crack. The sarcophagus lid slide to the side and a very tall, well armored and armed draugr came out of it. Its empty eyes locked on Wolfe, it took a deep breath and shouted "Fus!" We were sent flying as some kind of invisible force pushed us back.

We both recuperated quickly and Wolfe unsheathed his sword and charged against the draugr while I kept him busy, shooting arrows at him. The draugr had a heavy warhammer and swung it, trying to knock Wolfe back. He dodged it easily and attacked him, making a deep cut in its chest. I saw an opening and shot an arrow to its head, hitting an eye and making it growl in what I thought was pain… or annoyance… or laughter.

Whatever the growl meant, it was cut short as Wolfe beheaded it with a powerful swing. "What just happened?" I asked him.

"That draugr used the power of the voice…" He said, deep in thought. I looked at him for a minute until he realized it. "O right, memory loss… That draugr used an ancient power, called the voice, in which he uses words from the dragon language to shout. Depending on the word, the shout can do different things. The only known users of the voice nowadays are the greybeards, some monks who live on top of the highest mountain in Skyrim, and Ulfrick Stormcloak, jarl of Windhelm."

Once he finished explaining, we searched the sarcophagus. There were several ancient artifacts: a helmet, a dagger, a small bag of coins and some necklaces and rings. Wolfe took his steel helm off and studied the one on the tomb. "This helmet seems to be enchanted… it seems to be fire resistant. I think I'll keep it." He then gave me the dagger and put everything else on a bag on his belt. "It's an elven dagger, I don't know why but I think it suits you." He told me. "Th-thank you." He started laughing loudly at my stammering while I glared holes in his head.

He looked around for a few more minutes, while I tested my new dagger. It was well balanced, it reminded me of the hunting knifes my mother gave me when Apollo and I defended her from Niobe, who was making fun of her for only having two childs, whereas she had fourteen. I chased her off but Apollo was a little bit more radical, killing thirteen of her children leaving only one alive as a punishment. Just like with Orion, Apollo takes things too far.

"Artemis! Come on, I found the stone!" I quickly tied the dagger to my belt and followed him. He was standing next to a mural with inscriptions similar to those in the wall earlier. In a small table in front of it laid a stone tablet with inscriptions and drawings which looked like dragons.

"I think this must be it" He said before picking it up and putting it in his bag. "Of course, it had to be heavy. Why don't they ask for me to retrieve the 'Feather of lightness'? Or the 'light book of un-heaviness'? But nooooo they always ask for the giants hammer, or for a mammoths husk…"

"Quit your whining, lets go"

He sighed and went up some stairs behind the wall "I think I saw a lever somewhere near here, it probably leads to a back exit…"

"Or a horrible death by activating a trap."

He shrugged. "It's worth a shot." He pulled the lever and a rock which seemed to be part of the wall slide open. "See? Told you." He said with a stupid grin on his face. He walked into the passage and tripped over a wire. I pushed him out of reflex and a moment latter a giant elephant-like skull crashed where he was a moment ago. I looked at him with a grin "See? Told you." He started grunting under his breath as I watched him carefully avoid several more wires.

After setting over twelve different traps, we managed to get to the exit. And back to the cold, cold snow. I started shivering while following Wolfe through the snow covered path. He mentioned we would first go to a town called Riverwood to give back the golden claw to his rightful owner.

I looked down, trying to forget the cold around me, focusing instead on following the trail that Wolfe's boots left in the snow. The clothes my hunters and I wore were not prepared to face such cold, after all I could always materialize some pelts to warm ourselves back in our camp.

Thinking of my hunters made me sad. Here I was, father knows where, while my hunters waited for their lady to come back. Knowing my family, Apollo would be threatening anyone who has ever had a grudge against me, trying to find out where I am. Father probably suspects of Hades or Uncle Poseidon. Athena is most likely locked up inside of her study trying to figure were I am. I wish they'll find me soon but I can't rely on them finding me, I must find a way back on my own.

I was brought out of my thoughts when a furry grey thing hit me in the face. I looked up to see Wolfe staring at me. "You seem cold." He said before turning and continuing the journey. I looked more closely to the thing he threw at me. They were two grey wolf pelts. I wrapped on the fur and instantly felt as if the temperature increased. I looked at Wolfe, who was waiting for me at a bifurcation of the path, sitting in a rock.

"Thanks" I said. I hate thanking a man, but even I had to admit I was thankful for the pelts. Maybe when I get my powers back I'll only turn him into a jackalope for a few days…

"We're an hour from Riverwood. We'll stay the night and see if someone recognizes you in the morning. After that, I'll head to Whiterun. You are free to tag along if you want."

I nod as we silently resumed the walk towards Riverwood.

True to his word, one hour later we arrived to Riverwood. Away from the mountains and the snow, the temperature was still cold, but it was bearable, nothing I couldn't deal with. Riverwood itself was a small town. I could only count about seven or eight houses in total.

Once we entered Riverwood, Wolfe pointed to the left "That's the Sleeping Giant Inn," He pointed to the right " that's Alvor's house, he's the towns smith." Wolfe pointed to the house on the far left "And that is Riverwood Trader, owned by Lucan and Camilla Valerius. They are the owners of the golden claw." He said before heading to the Valerius store.

I nodded and followed him.

Wolfe opened the door and not a second later a brown haired girl jumped at him and hugged Wolfe. "Thanks Divines you're okay, I was so worried about you…"

"I told you a few thieves couldn't stop me Camilla." Answered Wolfe, obviously embarrassed, while he tried to escape the trap that was the arms of the girl. Meanwhile, I had three different and contradictory emotions. A part of me wanted to laugh, as if his embarrassment amused me, another part wanted to turn him into a jackalope for corrupting a young maiden, the third part of me, however, had the strangest feeling. I wanted to attack Camilla, to get her away from Wolfe. Could I be… jealous? Impossible, I hardly know the man. Even more, he is a disgusting pig, as all men. It just wasn't possible. I determined I wanted to hurt the girl because she was acting as a daughter of Aphrodite, throwing herself at any man she saw.

I was brought out of my thoughts when Wolfe broke free from Camilla and went to talk to Lucan. Much to my annoyance, I couldn't help a sigh of relief once Camilla and Wolfe separated. Luckily nobody noticed it.

"So you like Wolfe…" Or so I thought.

"I-I'd never like a man, they're all dirty pigs." I said as fast as I could, stumbling over my own words.

Camilla laughed. "Keep telling that to yourself sweetie" She sounded like Aphrodite. "Maybe Wolfe didn't notice it, but I caught that little sigh…" I wondered if Aphrodite had a long lost mortal twin.

"I… It was a sigh of annoyance!" Yes, that's it! "And I was looking at him while you hugged him because we are in a hurry!"

"My, my, who talked about looking at him?" She said, a mischievous smile on her face.

"I-But-Ah… Shut up…" I whispered, to which she simply laughed.

"Anyway, I'm Camilla Valerius, and you are…"

"Artemis"

"No last name?"

"Long story short, I only remember my name after some bandits tried to take advantage of me" Best to keep with my cover story.

"Oh you poor dear…"

"But Wolfe saved me. He said he's taking me to Whiterun to see if someone recognizes me."

She hugged me. Even if it was for different reasons, I found the hug comforting. "The road to Whiterun is dangerous. I think we might have an old leather armor we could give you for extra protection…"

I felt bad for lying to her, but an armor would be appreciated, after all, my hunter armor was ready to defend me against celestial bronze, imperial gold, and monster attacks, not mortal weapons. She ran upstairs and five minutes later called me up, while Wolfe and Lucan were still speaking about something. I only made out some words, such as 'cow' 'frostbite spider' 'giant' and 'enter in an inn'

I went upstairs and found the armor lying in the bed. "Where can I change?" Camilla looked at me weirdly. I might trust my hunters with all my heart but ever since the incident at the springs with Actaeon, I promised myself to never show my naked body to anyone, much less to the men downstairs. Camilla seemed to notice me looking downstairs because she smiled "Don't worry, I'll go down and make sure no one is trying to take a peep.

I smiled back at her and, once she went downstairs, undressed myself. I hadn't noticed it before, but my clothes were horribly sticky, covered with the spiders and draugr blood. It took me nearly fifteen minutes to undress myself. Then, I noticed a small mirror and I took a look of myself. Now, I might not be obsessed by my looks like other goddesses *cough*Aphrodite*cough* but I always prided myself in looking pure and clean. That was, until now. My usually auburn hair was covered in spider webs and dry blood, making it a dark shade of red and matted in several parts, my face was dirty, covered in dirt. I could barely recognize myself.

I finished dressing myself. Now I had a new objective: find a bath.

OMAKE

-The travelling Draugr, chapter 2-

Thargurk was walking through the old plains, heading to the big city he saw from the tomb, it appeared to be built around Dragonsreach. On the way he had already encountered several wolves, two frostbite spiders, a troll and a strange cat who called himself M'aiq. The cat gave him a mirror and Thargurk realized he wouldn't fit with the living looking like that, so he relieved the cat from his monk-like robe and put it on.

After the encounter with M'aiq, the draugr continued his way, arriving to the city. When he arrived, a guard came to meet him. "Halt, stranger. What business do you have in Whiterun?" Thargurk just stared at him without blinking from inside his hood.

They spent a minute like that. Then, the guard eyed the ancient nord sword tied to his belt.

"Oh, I understand: you are a warrior monk who has sworn a vow of silence." Thargurk couldn't believe the sheer stupidity of this living. "I see you're limping with your right leg… An arrow injury?" Thargurk nodded once again. "Oh, I know how that feels. I used to be an adventurer like you, then I took an arrow in the knee… Would you like to join Whiterun guard?" The draugr nodded for the third time. "Wonderful. Normally you'd have to go through some tests, but I can see you're capable so follow me to the barracks, I'll give you some armor."

The draugr silently thanked Alduin and followed the guard.

And that's it

I'm sorry to say this but next update might take a while. I'm currently on my last year before university and my grades aren't as good as I want them to be so I'll have to spend more time with my textbooks and less time with my computer...

As a sidenote, I had a great idea which I'm not to sure about...

I could add Thalia, daughter of Zeus, into the story (She would have a minor role) but I'm not 100% sure so tell me what you think.