Chapter One

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I trained my eye on the target. Arrow after arrow flew past me in an instant. Men and women falling to there knees. Dead. I released a breadth and my target died along with the others. An instant a life taken and an instant I felt regret. But when the instant is over. I feel nothing. Nothing.

I have lived many years, fought many battles. Cried many tiers. It was when the tires stoped coming was when I truly became the Godess of War , Wisdom, Art, and Strength. And I Athena do not have any regrets.




A/N: I have very bad grammar, and spelling. I am Dyslexic diagnosed at eleven. Please be kind. I would like it if you helped me point out my mistakes.

-What do you think of Athena?
-And what about the regrets thing....?

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