Myth

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   The classic mobility that deters a man is provocative clothing. And that, from this moment is what is seen to be the overall motive of Artemis, as she glides her way towards the Met, ready to acquire the magic in which it contours. Her glides creates a certain smoothness and sexiness that attracts the local men around, and that is her goal.

   "Name?" Asks the man at the front desk, whom of which is captivated by the sleekness of the woman.

   "Artura."

   "Last name?" He whispered, suddenly feeling the intense attraction of the lady. Her delicate hands glides across his forearms as she smiled slightly at his wrinkled forehead.

   "Musa," she replied- and slides her ID over across the counter. Once her fingers touches his skin, he is lit alive, and he immediately allows her through. This was due to her power. They are all capable of enhancing human's emotions.

   The girl took her ID and walked towards her destination. She could feel the magic running through her bones with each step she took. Her fingertips were like electricity, ready to spark an unwanted guest or better yet, the mirror. It was calling her name, she knew it was. The crying of want and need to relinquish in such withering altitude. Artura was so close, and suddenly-

   "Artemis."

   His voice. The one whom has bothered her for days finally caught up with her. She felt the room stop- the air stop- the movement suddenly let go, as if they could not care less where they are. Everything was slowed down. The little boy to her right was slowly reaching up the the crystal glass, not yet touching it- but will soon. The baby behind had a tear slowly falling off its face, yet no one could see her reality.

   "What're you doing here?" She whispered harshly, snapping her glare towards him. The glow of her power radiated him, but he can move past it's hilt.

"The same as you, I am here to look for more enchantment- and you are whom I want."

   Artura looked at the man and flared her hands out. She was getting ready to strike and the glass around her shattered, as if feeling the destructive radiation of her power. The man couldn't be any bothered, as he just took a glance at the shards and flared back at the woman. He let a smirk play on his lips, his eyes glinting with sure want at the lady.

"Intermitte (stop)," he whispered, causing her focus to land on the glass that was put back into place. The world suddenly was pressed played again, as the tear from the baby suddenly hit the floor.

   "Artemis, I need your help. It is to save the world- your job-" his thick accent was heard from the girl, the unmistakeable Latin twang, "is to help the ones in need."

She took a breath and glided her hand through her blonde strands, his eyes capturing every movement. She would have to give up the mission of getting that mirror- that enchanted mirror that is calling out too her.

So she asked, "Who else is in?"

He smirked.

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Thanks for reading, I will update the next chapter soon!

Gigi Hadid plays Artura^