Because Acheron's being his usually Pricky Self, I'm posting this other Fanfic. And I will take suggestions on the Pairings but don't get too crazy with them.
Savitar: Am I in this one?
Yes, Sav. You're in this one.
Acheron: And me?
Yes, King of the Immortal Pricks-You're in here too.
Dark Hunter Novels
January 18, 2005
"Please-you have to set him free! If you don't, you could upset the Balance and without It, countless lives will pay the Ultimate Price!"
"So? I need Dark Hunters that have experience but not from being Squires." Artemis replied loftily, standing in front of her throne, keeping her back on the young woman nearing 20 behind her. "He was dying so I offered my services. It's not my fault. I didn't force him to accept."
"His wife just had a baby last June! She needs her husband to raise both of their children!" The young woman pleaded. She had been trying to persuade Artemis for the passed week, standing before Artemis's throne and never leaving for anything. Needless to say, this young woman was getting desperate.
"I still can't let him go." The Goddess denied yet again. "But…"
Artemis felt the visitor's hopes perk up. "But?"
" 'But' I might be able to release him if…oh, no. I couldn't possibly suggest that." Artemis knew this was torture on the youngest Dark Hunter's advocate but the red head couldn't resist. This was so much fun!
"Please tell me!" She was falling into the trap that she hadn't seen coming. Oh, this was going to be so good. Artemis was finally going to have her under her control. "I'll pay any price for his freedom! Please, just tell me!"
Artemis didn't turn as a wicked smile curved her lips. "Alright, since you're being so insistent. I can't release his soul but you could trade for it. And for his release, I want someone truly tempting to come along to take his place." She felt the young woman's hopes beginning to crumble again as she realized that as long as he belonged to the foreign Goddess, none of them would be free to live their happy lives.
She bowed her head and balled her fists. "I take it there is no other way?"
"Nope, 'fraid not." The Goddess of the Hunt quipped. She heard the young woman kneel, cloth rustling and the slack of the chain belt she wore clinking on the floor. Artemis turned to face her at long last.
"I will take his place. I have no family nor do I have a reason to stay in the light when I work far better in the shadows." The young woman's voice was soft and bitter but all the while, it remained submissive. "I will take his place as a Dark Hunter." Her head didn't move but Artemis knew she was trying to stay calm. "Now, please, release him from your service."
"You must love him deeply if you're willing to make this sacrifice to free him." Artemis took a coin from a box sitting on the arm of her throne and walked it down to the young woman, stopping in front of her. As the young woman looked up at Artemis's extended hand, the visitor stood with such heavy defeat weighing down on her shoulders that it made the goddess bite back a grin. Behind the young woman, the French doors opened and a shocked Acheron stepped through. The young woman's hand closed around the coin as she looked back. Artemis used this distraction and grabbed the young woman's shoulder face.
White hot pain seared through the visitor's body until she collapsed at Artemis's feet. Acheron couldn't believe what had just happened right in front of him. Artemis stood triumphantly over her new Dark Huntress.
"Go do as you desired but you only have 10 minutes and then you are to return here to my temple, to me. I'll need to see what powers the Morea saw fit to give you."
The young woman pushed herself up to glare at the Hunting Goddess with icy venom then disappeared in a swirl of lights. Acheron was suddenly in front of Artemis and he gripped her biceps.
"What the hell have you done now, Arty?" He demanded in a low growl. Artemis just shrugged with an innocent little smile.
"I knew if I waited long enough, one of them would screw up and she'd come here, prepared to accept any price. But I also knew if I gave into her request so soon, then I would've never caught her in my web. I wore her down and now she's mine." Artemis grinned as Acheron's grip tightened on her flesh. She didn't care if it hurt or not. She finally got that little brat in her thumb. "And NO—you can't barter for something that she never had to begin with." Artemis opened her palm to show him the silver medallion that was now her leash on the young woman. "She's never going to leave my service. I'll keep her as my Dark Hunter for the rest of her unnatural life. And she'll also be one of my handmaidens. Besides, she could easily take your place as leader, Acheron."
"That last part is a mere bluff." Ash released his grip on her shoulders as his fury built. She had preyed on that poor young woman's kind heart and now he understood why she had preferred to let him handle his own issues when Artemis was concerned—Artemis was a spider lying in wait for her to come to Olympus to only be caught in a web she'd never be able to get free from.
"Hey, she's been a pain since she was born and then when she went missing for 5000 years only to return covered in His blood…" Artemis smirked wickedly at Acheron's reaction. Only he knew what had happened since the young woman had shared with him alone and of course, Artemis had gotten jealous of her and had started spinning her web and setting her trap.
"I'm not going to let you hurt her by influencing the Fates against her." Acheron growled softly before he turned and left her temple, leaving Artemis with her twisted triumph.
If I've siad it once-I've said it a billion times! Artemis is the Bitch of the Bow, the Whore of the Hunt, the Copper headed bitch of Zeus's loins!
Apollo: Shit, you really don't like my sister, do you?
Like the name but no, you twin is a pain in the ass.
Acheron: I knew I kept you around for a reason.