I LOVE YOU ALL. ALL OF YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL HUMANS AND EVERY REVIEW BRIGHTENS MY DAY. QUICK NOTE; THE EGYPTIAN LION HEADED GODDESS 'PASHT' MEANS 'SHE WHO SCRATCHES'. DISCLAIMER: I DISCLAIM PJO.

Ancient Egypt: Spring

I am the only goddess of hunt

Artemis' POV

This is worst then Rome. At least in Rome you were only Diana. Here in Egypt you've been replaced entirely by a lion headed goddess named Pakhet or Pasht. The Egyptians have not one but two goddesses of the hunt including a deity named Neith and this Pasht lion creature. Needless to say you are annoyed, pissed, livid even. Egypt is a furnace, doesn't worship Greek or even Roman gods, and even though there are female Pharaohs and this desert kingdom has respect and regality written all over it, the deities are much different than the Greek and the same in many ways. The change is somewhat irksome.

The hunters have set up camp in Speos Artemidos, the grotto of Artemis which lies close to the Nile. A temple to Pasht is carved into the rock and you can't help but glare at it when it comes into view. Even now you are staring daggers at the monument through the window of your tent. "My lady you have been staring at the monument for ten minutes." Zoë's hand and her voice draw you back to reality. Tearing your eyes away from the temple you turn to look up at your lieutenant. Standing up on your toes you reach up and kiss her chastely in apology. "Forgive me, it's the goddess the Egyptians chose to replace me. They placed her temple in a grotto named after me." Your prepubescent form sounds extremely whiny and everything a goddess should not sound like. Zoë smirks and places her hands on your shoulders.

The Egyptians look much like her. Her bronze skin, hair and eyes as black as night, and a regality in her very presence. Zoë is comparable to their goddess Isis but so much more.

Zoë pecks you once more on the lips, wiping away any thoughts of Egypt and Egyptians. You capture her lips once more, pulling your lieutenant closer. Hands settle on your waist and the body attached to them step closer. You sigh against her lips gripping the material of her robes. "Forgive my interruption Lady Artemis?" You reluctantly break away and see Diana standing at the entrance to your tent looking quite flustered. "There is a guest here that wishes to speak with you." She squeaks and you straighten your robes. "Thank you Diana." You say and she bows before retreating from the tent. Zoë clears her throat and you stride out of the tent, annoyed that you and your lieutenant were interrupted. The hunters snap to attention. You walk between the two rows of hunters, Zoë at your flank up to the visitor. Stopping in front of them you look up to see a lion head on a woman's body looking down at you with interest. "Diana." She purrs, a feline lilt to her voice and you take a calming breath. "My name is Artemis. What are you doing in my hunters camp?" You would've been more polite but seeing as she rudely interrupted you and Zoë you weren't gonna give her an inch of it. "I see Artemis," she says your name and pauses for a moment, feeling how it rolls off the tongue. "This is my domain."

"This is the grotto of Artemis."

"That is my temple and this is Egypt. What is an old Greek goddess doing here?" Old?

"My hunters and I are passing through. This is our Hunt." The lioness looks at your hunters and the tents with mild interest.

"I see... Interesting. I am Pakhet, Egyptian goddess of the hunt." She offers her hand which you shake cautiously, seething behind an expressionless face.

"Artemis. Greek goddess of the hunt, the moon and maidens." The lioness nods at your title, licking her lips.

"Maidens? I remember that you were one of the Greek goddesses sworn to chastity."

"I still am and so are my hunters."

"You have a band of adolescent girls sworn to chastity that you roam the world with?"

"They are more than they appear. Zoë, my lieutenant was recruited before you were even thought into existence along with more than a few of my other hunters." Zoë steps up to your side, head held high. "Might I make one request Artemis of Greece?"

"Perhaps."

"This is my land you are on and there are already two hunting goddesses in Egypt. I demand a sacrifice for whatever you hunt on my land."

"Even your people have named this the grotto of Artemis. I am more powerful and more ancient than you. Shouldn't it be I who asks for a sacrifice?"

"This is Egypt. Greek ones have no business here." Her eyes flash dangerously and your own glow silver.

"What if we settle this peacefully?" Zoë steps forward and places a hand on both you and the egyptian's shoulder.

"We are after all just passing through." Zoë's touch has a powerful effect on you.

"Alright. I will permit you to hunt one creature in Egypt in return for safe passage." You furrow your brow. "We do not need your gift of safe passage. We can handle ourselves just fine." You defend. The lioness's nostrils flare and she snarls.

"Very well. Let me bestow upon you one last parting gift before I leave you in peace." Before you know what happens her claws cut into your cheek, leaving four scratches that are trickling golden ichor. The hunters have their bows drawn in an instant and Zoë's hunting knives are crossed into x's, digging into the lioness's throat

"A warning to others who cross Pakhet's path." The Egyptian chuckles before vanishing in a cloud of gold sand that takes its time falling to the ground, hanging in the air like mist. You glare at the dust and flinch when Zoë cups your chin.

"Foolish goddess." She mutters and you bring a hand up to touch the wound. Your lieutenant places a canteens in your hand and makes you drink the drink of the gods. The sweet taste of berries and other woodland herbs fills your mouth and you feel the wound mending itself. Handing the canteen back to your lieutenant you touch your cheek again and feel no scarred tissue. "Thank you Zoë." You say, looking up at the girl. Zoë smiles and pecks you on the cheek.

"We leave tomorrow at sun down." You command. The hunters all let out a sigh of relief. The newest recruit stumbles forward and falls to her knees, clutching at your robes. "Please do not punish me for my land's goddess." She pleads. You kneel on the sand at her level.

"I would not punish a maiden for her background. You have no need to worry Zia." The maiden almost started sobbing in relief.

"You have no reason to fear me or any of the hunters." You coo. Zia was found running away from home only yesterday. The Arab smiles gratefully and stands, bowing lowly to you. It was only a few hours passed noon.

"Feel free to do what you wish. Zoë and I will be in my tent." The hunters smirk knowingly while you and Zoë stalked into your tent. Zoë sits down on your bed and takes both of your hands.

"Sit." She commands and you look at her confused. Your lieutenant grabs your hips and yanks you closer and you end up falling forward and straddling her thighs. You manage not to make an extremely embarrassing sound of surprise. Your hands land on her shoulders and you're now eye level with Zoë.

"Now," she purrs and you can't stop the shiver that runs down your spine.

"Thou is not going to think of Egypt any longer." You nod submissively, enjoying the commanding tone. Zoë runs her hands up and down your waist, pulling you closer and smiling. You lean in at an angle, lips parted slightly. Zoë closes the distance pulls you impossibly closer. The kiss soon grows in intensity and Egypt is wiped from your mind. Zoë moans softly into your mouth and you grasp the back of her head, pulling her even closer. You groan, nibbling on her lower lip. Zoë draw away but immediately begins kissing a trail from your jawline, to your ear and down your neck. You tip your head back and moan softly. A soft rustling goes ignored by both of you and Zoë pulls back from the base of your neck. The former Hesperides looks you in the eye. She pulls you closer and falls back onto the bed, taking you with her.

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