I am so sorry for the hiatus. I am trying very hard, I promise. Here's some information about Artemis/Bella's past

"I'm trying to protect you! I'm trying to protect everyone!"

"You've never cared about anyone but yourself!" Apollo shouted at her. "You betrayed me. You took my one love away!"

The laugh that came from Artemis was loud, high, inhuman. "Your one love? What about Thero, Adonis, Bolina, Kalliope, Hestia? Should I continue?"

"Not all of us can be you, Artemis. Not all of us could be so damn pure. Congratulations to you. Maybe if you took a lover or two you wouldn't be so uptight."

Artemis pulled her bow from her back and swung it into her brother's ankle. It caught him by surprise, and his legs swung out from under him. He landed flat on his back; the air was knocked from his lungs. Artemis stepped heavily on his throat. "You might be immortal, but you can die as any human does, should I so will it. Do not test me, brother."

Apollo pushed against her sandaled foot, trying to free himself. He gasped out, "You can't stop him, so why even try? What do you think you're going to be able to do against the King of the Gods?"

"A king can only remain king if those below him agree to it." Artemis glared down at Apollo and pushed a little harder on his throat. "If I were you, dear brother, I would remember Orion. He is dead because of you. I am alone because of you." Artemis cast her eyes up to the night sky where the constellation of Orion hung. "Unless you wish to join him, you'll stay out of my way." Artemis released her brother and walked into the night, ignoring him as he called after her. She thought about this night regularly. She wondered if everything would have turned out differently if she hadn't pushed Apollo so far, so often.

Alice tried to race Bella back from Mount Olympus. Bella had offered to carry her the distance, but Alice had insisted (I'm as fast as you if I try!) so Bella had allowed the vampire to keep pace with her for a while. Eventually, she laughed and shouted goodnight as she outstripped the vampire and headed to her cabin. Bella laid in her bed in the small cabin, smiling to herself. She rolled over, tucking her face into the pillow to cover her smile. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt like this. When she had saved Alexander Hamilton from dying young, she had felt a swelling of pride. He and his mother had gotten a fever so high that she had worried saving him would leave him with permanent disabilities. She wasn't sure why she had been drawn to him, but she had saved him anyways. That had turned out amazing. Maybe she didn't have to play the rescue game anymore. Maybe she could stay here, could stay with the Cullens. If they loved her…that could be enough, couldn't it? Could a life with Alice be enough to keep her alive?

Charlie snuffled across the floor, pushed his nose onto Bella, then clambered onto the bed to join her. He took up most of the bed. "What do you want Károlos?" He whined, then the first thunderclap slammed across the sky. Bella flinched. She wondered if she would ever hear a storm and not stress. Bella patted the big dog's head, and he burrowed closer. "It's okay, it's just a storm. You don't have to be scared." He jumped onto her bed, squishing in between her and the wall. Bella pat him on the head and drifted off, the excitement of the day catching up to her, the rain echoing off the roof of the cabin.

"Please, you can't!" Artemis yelled at her father, begging him for mercy. She didn't know why she was wasting her breath. "Please, look! They worship you!" She waved her arm out, knowing her father could sense the people praying. They weren't all praying to him, but many of them were.

Zeus' hearty laugh sent a shiver down her spine. He had never been a kind god, a benevolent god, and he had gotten even worse of late. "Everyone worships me! What is one town?" He rolled his shoulders. "Let's remind them why they can't stop. Ever. A little destruction will keep all of them on their toes."

"Herakles grew up among them. Doesn't that earn them any of your leniency?" Artemis looked around. No one else was trying to stop Zeus. Her brother, her twin, had been on her side until they were in front of their father. He said he would help her, and now he remained quiet. The coward. He had agreed to back her up and now he stood there, spineless. She glared at him before trying again. "If you do this they won't know it's you. The fire, the explosion, they'll assume it's Hephaestus. Maybe an earthquake, they'll assume it's Poseidon. They won't know who to fear. Something smaller, maybe? More focused?"

"Don't worry dear daughter, they'll know exactly who did it when they see my lightning bolt appear." Zeus waved it in front of her face, and she felt the static causing her hair to wave towards it. "Watch."

Zeus lifted his arm, pulled it back, and fired his master bolt. It split off, causing hundreds of bolts to shoot out from it. Artemis didn't have time to think. If she waited, it would be too late. She transformed into a giant eagle and shot down, attempting to overtake the bolt. She could hear her father shouting her name over the thunder. Károlos had transformed as well. Artemis could sense him behind her, diving as she did.

A plan formed in her mind. A dangerous one. She knew this would likely cost her her immortality, and she hoped that Karolos would forgive her as she left him behind and alone in the world. She cursed Apollo in her mind and made a desperate dive in front of the master bolt. She felt it slam into her back. Her body felt as if it had been split in half, and everything went dark as she slammed into the side of Mount Vesuvius.

Bella shot up in her bed, sweating. Her blankets were on the ground, and Charlie growled next to her, looking for an unseen danger. She pat his head, wishing away the nightmare. Every few years, the nightmare of Pompeii returned to her. She had tried to stop the disaster. She had risked everything to save the people there, and she had failed. Unable to stop her father; unable to stop the bolt. She had been betrayed by her brother, and in the end, she had almost died. Bella knew she should have died. No god had ever been hit by Zeus' master bolt and survived. How had she lived?

Bella sat on the edge of the bed, her head in her hands. The nightmare of what had happened to her bird body haunted her. She had been torn almost in two by the impact of the bolt and her crash into Vesuvius. She should have perished there, as so many people had. Charlie had picked up her damaged body and carried her far away from the exploding Vesuvius. She had woken up days later in what is now known as Iceland. He had flown her 3400 kilometers to safety. She woke up to Charlie, in his natural form, fighting several wolves who thought she looked like an easy meal. The cloud from the volcano was visible even from there. The scar on her back throbbed as she remembered the pain and the fear. How had she absorbed the bolt?

"Bella!" A male voice shouted from outside her cabin. "What's wrong?" Bella stood up straight, reaching for her bow as Charlie growled again. She charged out the open window, landing on her feet with an arrow materializing as she drew the bow back. "Whoa, whoa, hold your fire! We could sense you were afraid!" Paul held his hands up, a couple of wolves behind him. "I just thought we should check on you."

Bella let the arrow disappear as she relaxed. "I'm sorry I scared you. It was just a nightmare."

Paul nodded in the darkness. "You have some strong nightmares."

"I do."

Charlie relaxed and walked to Paul, sniffing him. "Can I pet him?"

"Ask him." Paul looked put out, but he did. Charlie nodded slightly, angling his head towards Paul's hand. "You're lucky. He doesn't trust many people. Especially not wolves."

Paul nodded. "Thank you, Charlie." Charlie yipped gently before walking off into the woods. Bella looked behind Paul. Leah and Seth sat behind him, watching her intently.

"Why are you up so early?" Bella looked at the sky. It was some time between four and five am.

"We run patrols right now."

"What are you patrolling for?"

Leah shifted, quickly pulling on shorts and a crop top. "Vampires." She smiled wryly as she said this.

"You guys hate them, don't you?"

Leah snorted. "I don't hate vampires. I hate Sam." Leah must have seen the question on Bella's face because she continued. "He cheated on me. Three times. He told me about the first time, and that it was a mistake. Then I shifted. Can hear his thoughts now, you know?"

Seth nodded absentmindedly as he watched Charlie. He didn't say anything, but Paul did. "So, can I ask you a question?"

"More than that one?" Bella asked.

"Uh, yeah. One more than that." She nodded, so Paul continued. "You obviously know things. You've seen things. Have you ever seen someone as angry as Sam? You could feel it right?" Paul plowed on. "I was the first wolf to turn after Sam did. I've spent so much time in his head. I've always been a little tightly wound." Leah laughed behind him. "But living in his mind, I think it almost made me insane." Paul wrung his hands and stepped closer to Bella. He looked like he wanted to reach out. His hands stopped halfway to her, and he dropped them again. "Have you ever heard of anything like that?"

Bella had never heard of something exactly like this, but she did think of Dolos, who could control men's minds and force them into insanity. Prophecies had driven men to madness as well. Zeus' madness had pushed her to do something insane as well. But just through hearing another man's thoughts? Feeling his feelings? She imagined it was possible. "Not exactly like this, no."

"If the rage just went, it wasn't my own at all, was it? It was all Sam's? Could you help him too?"

"Paul, I temporarily cut off your connection to Sam. I didn't cut out your emotions. I cut out his. I think that for Sam to change, he has to want to. He has to find a reason to."

"He's never gonna find one of those," Seth said casually, tossing a stick as far as he could. Charlie took off after it. "He likes being like this." Seth paused. "Not angry, but powerful. He thinks anger makes us stronger."

Bella rolled her eyes. She had met many men like Sam. "He's not wrong, but he's not right either. Any emotion can make you stronger in the right situation. You don't need to hold onto your anger."

"It's how we shift, though," Paul argued.

"No, it's not," Seth shot back. "I shift out of excitement."

"I shift out of spite," Leah crossed her arms and smiled again.

"Is it just me?" Paul looked alarmed.

"Sounds like it's Sam too," Bella soothed him. Charlie dropped the stick at Seth's feet and nudged him. Seth threw it again, as high as he could. It got lodged in the fork of a tree. Charlie dug his claws into the tree and launched himself up, ripping the branch down and bringing it back to Seth instead. The wolves watched Charlie slack-jawed. Bella laughed, then started gesturing towards the woods. "Alright, get off my property. I'll see you guys at school."

Bella stood beside her truck and felt truly nervous for the first time in a long time. What if everything yesterday had been a fluke? What if Alice and the Cullens disappeared? Bella felt her stomach clench, and some of the old rage rose in her. She would follow them to the ends of the – Bella cut the thought off. No, you are not Artemis. Not anymore. She took a deep breath. I am Bella Swan. I am in control of my emotions. She took a few deep breaths, like her mother had taught her long ago. A fire burned within her, but she did not have to be her father.

"Are you okay?" A sweet, melodic voice asked from beside her, as a cool arm linked with hers. "You look stressed."

Bella let the breath out and smiled down at Alice. "I'm great. Not a care in the world. What about you?"

"Better now. Nights are sooo long and boring." Alice smiled as her siblings joined them. Edward kept his uneasy distance, as did the wolves, who watched from across the parking lot. Bella and Alice could feel something brewing between the groups, but whatever it was, they would deal with it when it happened.

"I know where she is." Zeus' hand slammed down on the coffee table in excitement, shattering it. They were in a new town, in a new city. Somewhere in Asia. He didn't care enough to pay attention. Zeus shook the pieces of wood off his hand and looked at the doorway. Phobos came in, dragging a bruised and battered Hades by his collar. Hades cowered in fear.

"Brother," Zeus roared, shaking the windows of the hotel they had commandeered. "What do you know of this?" Hades kept his hands over his face, refusing to look around. "Phobos, enough!" Zeus shouted, and Phobos immediately dropped the fear vision he had conjured in Hades' mind.

Hades snapped out of it, returning to himself as if a veil had been lifted. He stood up and shook himself off, then turned to Phobos. He grabbed the man by arm and wrenched the joint free from its socket. Phobos groaned in pain, and Hades took the dangling arm and wrapped it around Phobos' back. He slammed the man down face-first into the ground. Hades' hand began to glow, and Zeus knew what was coming. "Phobos' where?"

Hades' hand grew brighter, and Phobos' eyes began to glow from the inside out. "Washington state, somewhere in North America!" Light spilled from Phobos' mouth as he spoke. "He fears that you'll find her where she resides in Washingtooo-!" Phobos' words cut off as his soul was blown from his body. Hades withdrew his hand, a small ball swirling above it. He pulled a flask from his pocket and deposited the ball within it.

Hades smirked as he capped the flask. "A few hundred years in here ought to teach him to respect his betters." Hades looked at Apollo, who was leaning against the wall. "Nephew." Apollo nodded. He looked tense. "I trust we're done here?" Hades dragged a hand across his face, clearing the bruises up. "I should be in LA filming. If you send another weasel after me, I will feed your children, your wife, and your balls to Cerberus."

Zeus smirked. He already had the information he needed. "Good to see you brother. Thank you for the information." The smirk fell from Hades' face for just a moment, but Zeus saw it. She was in Washington.

Hades waved a hand towards the smashed coffee table. "You should take better care of your things, little brother. Wouldn't want to keep losing them." Hades strode confidently from the room, no doubt getting ready to ride off in his four-horse chariot. If he got too far ahead, they wouldn't be able to see him.

"Hermes!" Zeus bellowed. "Follow him!"

The small god burst from the back room and took off, flying behind Hades' chariot. If Hades when to warn Artemis, he would see it happen.

So yeah, I'm writing my own canon. Artemis tried to stop Mt. Vesuvius from erupting when Zeus thought it would be fun. She's been on the run ever since.