Chapter Thirteen - The Attempted Rescue

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I gasped, "What are you doing here?! And where is Artemis?!"
"Calm yourself-"
"CALM MYSELF?! YOU KIDNAPPED MY GIRLFRIEND!" I interrupted.
"So. Tell where she is or things will get bloody!" I demanded, loading my arrow into my bow.
"Fine, she is in Greece, I kidnapped her and tortured her, you have until summer solstice to get her back, if not, off she goes trapped in Tartarus forever!" She laughed. I simply couldn't believe what I was hearing, she tore our love in half! She ruined everything! And now she expects myself to be calm?!
"TELL ME WHERE SHE IS, MORE PRECISELY!" I bellowed, I was sure my Amazonian's would hear me, or not.

"In the Athens, that is all I will tell you. Do your worst!" she chuckled, as she twirled again, but this time vanishing. I hoped she teleported into Tartarus and is stuck there for eternity. She definitely deserves that punishment. Sobbing, I shamefully dragged myself back to my Castel and started preparing, I was going to rescue Artemis, I had roughly a week until summer solstice, I hoped I would make it in time, I didn't want to disappoint her, especially fail her and watch her suffer painfully in the hands of evil. I never knew Khione was insane, I always thought she was a kind minor goddess, turns out, I was very wrong!

"M'lady! Where are you going?" Anastasia asked, rushing to walk beside me.
"Khione has kidnapped Artemis, I'm going to get her back from that reckless snow queen!" I hissed, trying to keep my tears in.
"I shall go with you!" Anastasia proudly announced.
"No. It is too dangerous, I must go alone, take care of the palace, Anastasia, and If I don't make it back, take care of my panthers, and say sorry to Dionysus." I said, close to weeping.
I pushed myself forward leaving Anastasia behind in shock, I was glad she was loyal and protective, but I had to get her back by myself.

An ocean engulfed our world, hues of blue etched across the horizon as white seafoam floated in the sky, watching its majestic creatures leap through the warm, summer air. Hours later, I had made it to North Carolina, where I had planned to set off to Europe to get to Greece. Stars emerged in the midnight sky, as light tried to fight the darkness but failed, thinking of that happening, I felt a weird gut feelings, I brushed it off, I had enough things to worry about. First things first, I needed a method of travel. I decided a boat would be a good start, but first, I needed to steal one, it wasn't quite hard, all that happened was some old man started to yell, "HEY, PRINCESS! THATS MY BOAT YOUR TAKING!" I especially didn't care since he called me a princess, which I hated, I wanted to steer back and knock him out. Obviously, I didn't, there was no time to waste, time was essential, I couldn't lose track of it or forget about it.

Exhaustion, thumped through my body, my brain begging me to fall asleep, I felt like I could collapse at any given moment. So I decided to listen to my brain, and rest on the small fishing boat the old man had 'lended' me.

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