Chapter 4

Death walked through a forest that she knew Artemis and her Huntresses were. It had been seven years since she had re-ascended to godhood. It had taken most of that time to reintegrate her mortal lives with her immortal body. It had also taken her a year to Life to let her leave their realm, but she was a woman in love, and she wasn't going to let her overprotective, guilty brother stop her. Even if the only reason that he had let her go was because she threatened to castrate him.

When Death stepped into the camp she was greeted with several arrows pointed at her. She held up her hands as a sign of not violence.

"I am here to see your Mistress." Death said.

The Huntresses looked as one another before leading her to Artemis's tent.

When Artemis was told that there was an intruder in the camp, she hadn't though that it would be Leucothea. A goddess Leucothea at that.

"It is good to see you again, Artemis." Leucothea greeted, with a smile.

"How is this possible?" Artemis asked in disbelief.

"I would like to explain this only once, can you summon your brother." Leucothea requested.

Artemis could only do what she asked. It was less than ten minutes later that Apollo walked in.

"It better be important sis, I was in the middle of a haiku…." Apollo trailed off when he spotted Leucothea.

Apollo was stunned, and in a stupor walked towards her stopping only a foot away. He slowly raised his hand to rest it on her cheek. He hoped that she was real and not a hallucination, because that had happened before.

When he touched skin, and felt the godly essence radiate from her, he knew that it was real. He pulled her to him and pillaged her mouth.

Death was dazed as Apollo kissed her, she had never experienced anything like this before and only had the pale memories of a mortal to compare. It was like the sun was exploding around her, his godly essences mixed with hers leaving them both slightly intoxicated. It was only when she found her breast being fondled were they interrupted.

"As much as I love my brother I don't want to see him have sex in my tent." Artemis said flatly.

The two of them broke apart. Death blushed in embracement, but Apollo just grinned, keeping Death in his arms. He was glowing with happiest.

"Why don't we sit down?" Death offered breathlessly.

Apollo sat down on the couch pulling Death onto his lap. He had lost he too many time and know that she was a goddess he wasn't letting her go anytime soon.

Death explained to the two of them who she was, and how she had become trapped in the endless cycle of reincarnation and death. To say the two of them were surprised that she was a primordial goddess was an understatement, but in the end Apollo was just happy that he would never lose her again. As Death she would never fade as long as there was life.

It was after the explanation that Apollo whisked Death away to his realm, and there they became reacquainted with one another's body. It was possibly days before they took a break.

"So what name do you prefer?" Apollo asked as they lounged in bed.

"I have always been Leucothea to you." Leucothea answered.

Apollo just grinned, happy that he had his Leucothea back, and she would never leave him. Leucothea had explained to him that they had bonded when they first sleep together, even though she was mortal at the time she still have been a virgin goddess. When Apollo had taken her virginity he had bound them together for all eternity. Even after all that pain Apollo would have done it all again to have her in the end.

Apollo began to kiss her neck, prepared to take her again, when Hermes suddenly appeared in his room.

"Apollo, the Master Bolt has been stolen. You are need back in Olympus." Hermes rushed out, before blushing red at the scene that greeted him.

Apollo just groaned, and Leucothea laughed at him.