Artemis prided herself on being smarter than the humans. She felt any race that thought you could kill a couple name was inferior to her own, a trait she inherited from her father. It was wierd, seeing as she traveled with them everyday. Enh, maybe it was just the men and the former hunters.
No. That definitely wasn't it.
Hyaline sat on a boulder, her legs hanging off, crossed at the ankles. She was reading a book. Artemis sighed. The rest of the hunters were all doing something productive. Her lieutenant was not. Artemis was furious.
"Hyaline" Artemis called. "get off your lazy ### and do something."
"I am, Milady " The hunter replied, shocked. "I am reading a book."
"What book is more important than our hunting." Artemis asked, appalled. Hyaline raised the book so her mistress could seem it. Artemis Fowl: Book One. Well, at least it had her name in the title. She shrugged it off, making a mental reminder to go read this interesting-sounding book.
Hyaline was shocked. Artemis took one look at the book in her hands and decided to let it slide. And the book was about a snobbish boy out of all people. She was sure Artemis would just kick her out of the Hunt for even thinking about reading such an atrocious book.
She never thought it was because the gods were all conceited and vain and therefore believe if they see their names on the cover of a book that everything in their life is perfect.
(That would have been a good notion to have though.)
Artemis picked up Hyaline's copy of the book she had been reading the day before. It seemed like an interesting story. She had to read it. Artemis opened the book. About 10 pages in, she closed it, enraged.
Hyaline, being the unfortunate daughter of Khione she was, got back to camp about then, having gone to a hunting tournament one of the other girls had decided to do. When she saw what book Artemis was holding disgustingly, she gulped and slowly backed away.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, Hyaline Richelle James!" Artemis yelled, livid. Hyaline walked up to her mistress, shaking nervously. "What kind of trash is this? How dare this author name a boy out of all thing after ME‽ ME! Who does he think he is‽ And why in the hell is this boy so evil and grouchy and crude? If you're going to raise your f*cking son to be a dick, at least have the decency to name him Ares! Why Artemis? Why?" Hyaline opened her mouth to speak, but then thought better of it and shut up. It was a smart move on her part.
"I must go hunt down this Artemis Fowl person. He must die." Artemis said, narrowing her eyes. Hyaline looked at her wierd, wondering how she was going to accomplish that, sure this was one fight Artemis(The goddess) wouldn't win.
Hi guys! So, our old contest for OC's is long over, now it's time to have a new one. The Game of Love just doesn't fit this story anymore and the author can't seem to do anything worth talking about on time/ correctly/ finished these days, so it's up to you, the faithful readers, to help out. Best new title wins.