Callie zipped up the back of the shimmery jumpsuit. Yeah, at least she liked one thing about all this. She walked back into the tent to find all the huntresses eavesdropping on something in the back. Someone must be talking to Artemis, Callie thought. She meandered to an open spot at the dividing sheet, to hear that Nightshade girl's angry voice.
"It's Zoe," a huntress whispered to Callie. So THAT was her name! Zoe Nightshade. I heard a third voice though; one that belonged to neither Artemis nor Zoe Nightshade. It was firm, yet got soft and defeated when she lost an argument. The voice spoke sharply at Zoe.
"I don't care about your stupid peeve. This girl might just be the one. You know.... the Huntress of Prophecy?" Zoe listened to the voice, then scoffed.
"Artemis, you can't just pull random girls off the street to come into the Huntresses. It's unorthodox and unusual, and you know it." Zoe snapped. Artemis gasped.
"Miss Nightshade, I don't approve of your tone with Miss Grace. She is right, though. Callie has potential, and could be the Huntress of Prophecy. I don't care for your opinion. Leave, Miss Nightshade." Zoe shoved through the cloths and stormed out of the tent. Huntresses whispered and returned to the sheet to listen in a bit more on Artemis and this Grace girl. I eavesdropped, too. Artemis's tone was strong and firm, and Miss Grace spoke in a hushed, angry whisper. I found a vacant opening in the drapes and caught a glimpse of Miss Grace. She was in a silvery jumpsuit as well, with slightly uneven, tousled black hair and silver glitter eyeshadow. She had red lipgloss and was actually kind of pretty, in a daring, talk-to-me-or-I'll-shoot-you-with-my-scary-bow kind of way. She had an arrow notched in the bow at her side, like she was ready to aim and fire at all times. She leaned into Artemis and stage-whispered something. Somehow I caught it:
"What if Bianca was right?"
Callie sat at the campfire, fiddling with her bow before anyone woke up. She'd had trouble sleeping; she just HAD to know who this Bianca character was. Why all of the Huntresses were talking about her "prophecy". Well, that hadn't been the true reason she'd woken up at four A.M., anyway. At first, Callie just wanted to run. Then she got thinking of Artemis, and how she could skewer Callie without looking and maybe sense her from a mile away. She decided that the note the Huntresses had left her parents about whatever lie they'd cooked up would hold them over until Callie got to a pay phone. She wondered what her mother was thinking. Why archery all of a sudden? Why the sudden change of interest? Right now, Callie had a few questions of her own.
Who was Bianca, and who exactly was Callie?
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Hunters of Artemis: The Chosen One (a Thalia Grace fan fiction)
RandomCallie Johanssen has lived on the coast of Maine all her life. She didn't believe in magic. But when she finds the Hunters of Artemis and becomes one of their own, her life totally changes.
