How am I going to do it?

This question occupied most of my thoughts as I walked home back through the eerie and dark forest. My mind has been trying to come up with ways to catch that deer.

Faster than an arrow. Sacred to Artemis.

I cannot kill it or I'll have to face Artemis. I am already on the bad side of one god, I don't want to cross another and make this harder for me.

My nose wrinkled at the sight of the building I call home. With a deep sigh, I get in. I am greeted with Phoebe and Grace, both lingering in the living room couch, watching tv.

"Where were you at?" Phoebe asks as soon as she sees me enter the room. Grace's attention is bought to me as well.

"Friend's house." I mutter under my breath as I stalk towards the stairs to go to my room.

"But you don't have any friend!" Grace exclaims behind me and I ignore her as I start to climb the stairs. My mind is set on the second task. I have to complete it, but how am I going to do it?

How can I catch it?

I enter my room and as soon as I undo my jacket and pull it off, I realize how exhausted I am. My eyelids are heavy and my whole body is aching. I step out of my boots and collapse on the bed to get some sleep.

As soon as I close my eyes, I hear something snap in my room. I sit up to find the blonde from the cave who helped me.

"Get Lost!" I growl getting up from my bed. These knuckleheads need to stop appearing in my room until and unless they want to be kicked in the shin. First Arles and now, him. If I charge them for every time they appear in my room, I swear I'd have enough money to go to Disneyland twice.

He simply raises an eyebrow at me as he lowers his hood to reveal his breathtaking face.

"I am here to help." He speaks silently. His eyes briefly settled on me.

"First, tell me who you are." I demand. I wasn't satisfied with the introduction he gave me last time. Well wisher be damned.

He nods at me before stepping forward.

"Haestus." He says before silence follows his words.

"And why are you here exactly?"

"To help yo-"

"Why help me?" I ask sitting up straight. There must be a reason behind him helping me. People don't help without a reason or without wanting something in return. At least strangers don't and this man, standing in my bedroom is no one less than a stranger to me.

He stays silent for some moments before he starts speaking.

"You'll know soon." He shrugs and I shake my head at him. I must know what is expected of me in return of the help that he's providing me. If he wants something big in return for this help then I am better on my own. I don't want help.

"I want to know now." I demand and see him pinch his nose as he looks frustrated.

"No wonder why both of you were paired. Always stubborn and-"

"WHAT?" I interrupt his muttering, reminding him that I am still here or rather he's still in my room. I yawn realising how badly I want to sleep but I cannot because he interrupted me.

"Be quick, I want to sleep." I say rubbing my eyes and yawing once more like a cat.

"He told you to catch the Golden Hind, didn't he?" He asks tilting his head at a side. I nod.

"Well, it's impossible to catch it." He concludes.

"Say something I don't know."

"If you can't catch it, you can borrow it from its owner." He suggests and suddenly my insides light up with hope. A smile finds its way to his lips when he sees the wheels turn in my head.

"It belongs to Artemis!" I spring up from my bed in excitement. I can almost see myself walking to Arles' palace with the Golden Hind.

"But how am I going to call Artemis? And why would she lend me her sacred Hind?" I ask. Artemis is the goddess of hunting and wilderness and on what grounds would she lend her Hind to a mortal like me?

His hands disappear under his black cloak before he pulls out a Golden Horn out of it. He steps forward before handing it to me.

"Call her. She will listen. Not all gods are bad. At least not when you haven't crossed them." He says and I fight back the urge to roll my eyes at him.

I know that I yelled profanities at Arles and questioned his powers and successfully crossed him but I was stating facts! It's not my fault that he cannot handle the truth.

"Thanks?" I say or rather ask, looking at the golden horn in my hand.

"Blow it at dawn. She will listen." He says nodding towards the horn.

"But you didn't tell me why are you helping me?"

He sighs at my question and looks out of the window.

"Take it this way..." He trails off as he continues to stare out if the window, "I want you to surprise Arles. I want you to... anyway leave it." He says as he walks towards my window before opening it and jumping out of it.

I open my mouth to speak but he's gone even before I could utter a single word. I sigh before walking to the window and closing it. I get back to my bed and examine the Golden Horn.

It has this brightness to it that lights up my room. Spells in ancient language are carved on it. I cannot read it but only stare at it in awe due to its beauty.

~

I wake up before the sun and sneak out with the horn. I make my way through the dark and deserted forest.

Finally, when I reach the place where Arles brought me yesterday, I wait for the sun to appear out of the horizon.

I pull out the horn from my pocket, take a deep breath before putting it against my lips and emptying all the air in my lungs into it.

A loud roar ripples through the forest, its source, the Gold Horn. Several birds desert the trees and flood the sky as they fly away. It sounded like a war cry.

As the golden rays of the rising sun drowned the mortal realm, I stood still, holding my breath, listening for anything that'd tell me about her arrival.

Suddenly, an arrow flew by, not far from my head. It didn't take me long to realize that it was directed at me.

My heart is pounding in my chest and my breaths are coming out as short and harsh. Shortly, I hear the snow crunch as if someone is walking on it. I turn around and after what I see next, my jaw drops to the floor.

She stands in front of me, her head held high and her black eyes are fixed on me with a lethal and regal tone in them. Her lips are pursed in a thin line as she studies me from top to bottom. Huge golden thorns sit on her head like a crown while her midnight black hair wildly flows to her waist. She's holding a bow and an arrow in her hands. White, delicate cloth is wrapped around her body in a hefty manner but somehow it manages to highlight the stunning curves of her body. The skin of a tiger is wrapped royally over her shoulder. Her caramel skin shines brighter than the Golden horn in my hand. Her presence is enthralling me. I cannot tear my gaze away from her.

"Artemis." I breathe.

The heat in her eyes intensifies. She steps forward and starts circling me, eyeing me like a predator.

"The child of the moon, what's your name?" She wonders out loud. Her voice is silky and hushed, almost lost in the angry wheezes of the morning wind.

"Nefret."

"Ah, Nefret. Nefertiti, Nefyl, Nef... it's you. Of course."

"Nefret, it is."

"Why did you summon me?" She asks sternly, stepping in front of me. Her eyes blazing with fire while an overwhelming amount of power radiated off her figure. I bit back the urge to kneel in front of her with my head hanging low. Her power was definitely having an effect in me.

"I...I...uh..I..wantyourgoldenhin-"

"SPEAK CLEARLY!" She growls.

With a deep breath, I finally express my need to her:

"I want your Golden Hind."