11:30 PM, December 24, 1992

A young girl, about 16, was walking along a Brooklyn sidewalk dressed in a generous amount of silver. This girl was currently on a mission to find and destroy a group of monsters that were reported by wind spirits to be causing havoc. The mission was easy, thus why she was alone, so she wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings. She was instead contemplating what she and her group would do for tomorrow, Christmas.

Many people would think her family wouldn't celebrate Christmas, since they were an entirely different religion, but they would be wrong. They follow the heart of the west, and what does western civilization love more than the holidays?

Unfortunately for the girl, she was destined to soon have a terrible encounter with a member of the species she and her closest friends despise the most: men.

Andrew Sebastien Simmons, an unfortunate name for an unfortunate man, has recently been dealt an unfortunate hand. It all started when his mother died. Horrible woman really, always going on about how he was a disgrace to the family and he would never amount to anything. Still, though, she was his mother. Then, it escalated when he was laid off of his job as a clerk at a supermarket, his only source of income. That resulted in his girlfriend ending their relationship, as he didn't have enough money to support one person, let alone two. Andrew was heartbroken, stressed, and very angry at the world. This is where he comes into our story.

He just came from the local pub, the alcohol doing nothing to quench the flames of his anger. As he was resting against the wall of an alleyway, he sighted a young girl walking down the sidewalk. She was pretty, divinely so, with her tanned complexion and obsidian eyes. His emotions suddenly peaked, and his anger could no longer be contained. With a swift punch to the girl's temple, she was out. After all, even with her unique heritage and skill, she was still human. Andrew proceeded to tear off her clothes and perform the vilest act anyone could do, especially with who she was. As soon as he was finished he buckled up his belt, and with a sudden flash of silver, he turned around to see a very angry 12 year old girl gazing at him.

Artemis was coming back to her hunt with a rather large turkey they would use for Christmas dinner the next day, when she inexplicably felt something was wrong. She was contemplating this when she abruptly felt that her lieutenant, Zoë, was no longer a virgin. She immediately came to the conclusion that something terrible must have occurred, never doubting her best friend in the slightest. She flashed to her location to come across a pale, dark haired man standing above her, buckling his belt.

She knocked him unconscious, believing Zoë would want to take her own revenge, and restored her hunter's modesty. She woke her up, and her lieutenant looked around bemusedly before seeing the unconscious man and the state of her old clothes lying nearby, and quickly came to her own conclusions. The normally strong and tough girl began to cry on her friend's shoulder, her grief-addled mind believing she would be kicked out of her lady's hunt.

"I'm sorry my lady, I'm so sorry," Zoë sobbed.

"You have nothing to be sorry for my lieutenant, it was not your fault, it was only this vile boy's," Artemis spat, angry at herself for not arriving sooner. "Zoë," she continued, sobered, "I have many domains, and one of them is childbirth, and with this domain, I can immediately see that you are with a child. Do you wish for me to eradicate the fetus?"

Zoë gave a watery chuckle, "Always a blunt one my lady, but.. no. It was not the child's fault, and I've always been curious about motherhood."

"Alright my friend, we will figure this out as it goes, and you will not be alone. You will have the assistance of me and all of your sisters, who I think will be very eager to have fun with the man to hurt their lieutenant, what do you say?" Artemis asked with a large grin, which Zoë returned.

A/N

If I get any information wrong, or you feel my story could be better, please let me know so that I can make it the best it can possibly be, thank you.

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