Telos P.O.V
"Stand down", the 12 year old ordered.
"Come here boy", i said softly to the wolf. The wolf obliged.
"Come here boy", The 12 year old said with obvious distaste.
I walked to her cautiously with the wolf behind me.
"You aren't one of those..... Things are you?", i asked slowly.
"No boy", she said with venom in her voice.
"If you don't mind me asking, who are you", I asked.
"Artemis, Goddess of The Hunt", She said casually.
"Goddess?", I asked.
"Yes boy", she spat.
"Oh.... Cool", I said.
"Why did you save me?", I asked.
"I didn't save you, Me and my hunters were hunting that monster", She said.
"Ummmm ok, Thanks anyways", I said awkwardly.
I reached down to pet the wolf. It's tail started wagging slowly.
"Well I should probably go, you don't seem to like me very much", I said and turned to walk away.
"No you might die", she said sternly.
I turned around. "I don't care", i said softly and turned back around and walked away. " Come on boy", I said to the wolf and he trotted up behind me.
"How about I take you somewhere safe", She yelled after me.
"Where is it I will go alone", I yelled back. Next thing I know Im on the ground with a hunting knife my throat.
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The Son of Death
FanfictionDeath. Death was hated by both mortals and gods. Death was merciless and indiscriminate. Death had a son. Might take a while for me to update.
