Hi! This is my first story here, so it may not be that good. Some of it will be written in first person, but most will be a flashback. Please review and tell me what you think, or how I can improve. Quick disclaimer, I don't own Greek mythology or anything else copyrighted or patented or owned I use in this story! And now, without further adieu, on with the show!

December 31, 2011

Dear Diary,

My name is Krissetta Okeanos. I look like I am thirteen years old, but I am much older. Before you ask how much older, let me give you another bit of shocking information. I am a Hunter of Artemis.

Bet ya'll didn't see that one coming! Well, now that I've got your full attention, I can keep going. I am about five-foot three, and I weigh exactly ninety pounds. I have long blonde hair, almost to my calves, which never gets dirty or tangled, and always looks exactly how I want it, usually down and slightly messy, or in a tight braid. Normally a grey-blue, my eyes change color with my emotions, like icy blue when I'm angry, or deep blue when I'm sad. In a way, my hair and eyes were a gift. Actually, almost everything about me is. The hair and eyes were a gift from Aphrodite. The rest you'll find out later, but I have one gift from each of my relatives on my mother's side.

You see, when I was born, it was also my mother's birthday. This is a very rare occurrence, seeing that my mother is…. Hahaha no. I'll save that little bit for when I need your attention again. Well, everyone wanted to give mother and me very special gifts, since it was such a rare occurrence. So, they gave me special blessings, making me a very special daughter, which mother says is the best gift a new mother can receive. You'll find out who and what throughout my stories. These are diaries of my time as a hunter. Ugh, I'm loosing you again, aren't I? Well, I guess I couldn't hold onto the information forever, could I? My mother is Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. And that is part of the reason of where my story begins. She couldn't be there to protect me. But someone swore they would, as a gift, thirteen years earlier.

~Enter Flashback~

A girl sat on the ground, snow flurrying around her and her companions. Huddled in her lap sat her cat, Stripes. They had grown up together. Beside her laid her horse, Raindrop, an appaloosa with turquoise spots. The girl curled herself into a ball, freezing in her thin jeans and t-shirt. For a moment, her eyes closed, but then they snapped open again. Standing, she realized she had to keep moving. Shivering, she took a few steps and fell down in the deep snow. Stripes mewed and followed her. Raindrop nudged her in the back, urging her to stand back up. She pushed herself up and grabbed Raindrop's mane, pulling herself up onto her back. Stripes jumped up after her. Raindrop ran on into the darkness until the girl finally told her to stop, climbing down and curling up amongst the roots of a tree. Stripes curled up against her leg, shivering slightly. Raindrop lay down on their windward side, blocking some of the snow. Tears ran down the girls face as she shook with cold and fear; she knew she was being hunted. She hoped the snow would cover her tracks.

The girl's head snapped up when she heard footsteps crunching softly in the snow. With wide, fearful eyes, she stared at the other person. It was a young woman, probably around eighteen or twenty. The other girl had long silvery blonde hair and striking yellowy eyes, like the winter moon. She stared at the girl on the ground with something like concern. The girl stared back at her with raw fear, not knowing a look of concern from a look of disdain. As the yellow-eyed girl took a step forward, the young girl on the ground began to cry again, putting her face against her knees.

The yellow-eyed girl stood next to her. "Are you cold?"

The younger girl looked up and nodded, afraid to speak. She expected to hear the older girl say, "Serves you right," or "Good."

"Would you like to come get warmed up?"

The girl nodded again, still slightly wary of the other girl. She stood, and then looked at Raindrop and Stripes.

Sensing her concern, the older girl smiled. "They can come too."

The girl showed the slightest hint of a smile, scooped up Stripes in her arms and turned to the older girl. "Wait, ya'll aren't gonna take me back to my daddy's, are you?" she asked worriedly.

"No," said the older girl. "Why would I do that?"

"'Cause the cops told you to?" the girl asked.

The older girl laughed. "I don't have to listen to the police."

The girl looked up at her, amazed. "No kidding?"

"Nope, not at all. I don't have to listen to anyone, except my father."

"My daddy gets mad when I don't listen to him," said the girl. "He hits me when he gets mad," she added softly.

"Well, where we're going, nobody will hit you anymore," the older girl said.

The girl looked at her skeptically. "Why are you helping me?"

"Because I made a promise a long time ago," the older girl said. "As a gift to a mother and her newborn child. What's your name?"

"I'm Krissetta. I'm thirteen years old. Who are you?"

"My name is Artemis," the older girl said, smiling down at Krissetta.

Hope you liked it, and please please please review!