I made up the monster Artemis fights in this story. I couldn't think of one that lived in snowy planes. I hope you like it!     

I feel the breeze bite my skin. Its icy tentacles wrap its arms around me as I scour the vast shelf of snow for my prey. I am kissed and caressed by a thousand snowflakes, and then suddenly I am flung into air by an unseen foe. It is The Blood Grail, the creature I seek

My struggles are no match for its endless strength. Its fortitude is unlike that of any demon I have faced before. Its resilience is unheard of. Which is exactly why I seek it. And, thus the battle begins.

I am nearly blown unconscious by its first, but vicious attack. I expected The Blood Grail to be vehement, but not this much so. My head snaps back as I am punched yet again by my egregious enemy. But this time instead of doing nothing, I suddenly rear forward and bite its hand.

I violently disgorge The Blood Grail's virulent blood as soon as it shakes its mighty hand free of my strong teeth. It tastes fowler than any other substance on Earth, The Underworld, or Olympus. I will never forget it, and I know that The Blood Grail will never forget me as I free myself from its grip as strong as hate and run up its furry, blood-matted arm and plant a two-footed kick right in his face that is oozing with all the power and strength a Goddess of the Hunt can muster. But is it enough?

Death. You never know when The Fates will strike, when the sand has reached the bottom of your sand timer. And right now The Blood Grail's last grain of sand has reached the bottom of his old-as-time sand timer. "He will not be missed," I murmur to myself as his corpse thuds lifeless to the open book that is the plain of snow. His life is done, his book is over. What a fitting way to end his story, him lying there in the snow, never to be mourned or missed, however, the legend of The Mighty, Mighty Blood Grail will passed on form generation to generation, son to son, daughter to daughter, and in some small form The Blood Grail will always be alive, never to completely fade away.