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Artemis
Artemis
Artemis
You know that feeling when youre suddenly hit by a blast of memories of the past?
And not just any past. Its thepast that made you who you are today. Yeah, that
one. I just remembered mine, you know? And let me tell you,my story isnt a
happily-ever-after tale. Its kinda sad. But then again, fairy tales dont exist in real
life.I remember that it was dawn; I remember my brother, Apollo, his light was
trying to comfort me. He will foreverbe annoying but my brother definitely has his
moments.I remember wolves were howling, and that tigers were roaring.Water
came out of my eyes in an amount it never came before, but I didn't care anymore.I
think those eye water are called 'tears', and that the pain I was feeling was called
'heartbreak'. But how should Iknow?Back then I was no more than a lonely soul.The
weaker me seemed to do something that is called 'to cry', about a lover boy who
left me with nothing but akiss on the lips but with no will to return.I cried from dawn
to sunset and maybe even a bit more. Wow. That was really long.I wanted to keep
crying more, never wished to stop or couldn't.But I willed myself to stop. I couldnt
possibly be crying over some boy. Duh.Except he wasnt just some boy. He was the
only boy I ever loved. But, curse Aphrodite!, if this is what love isthen Im not
having any of it!I had to do something, fast, before this pain could consume me and,
well who knows what might happen to me?And then, something snapped inside of
me. I knew what I had to do.As the howl and then the roar were heard once more,
only by my own voice, a vow to the moon was sealed, to beher guardian, to be her
Goddess. With hunting as my only child I swore to become a Virgin Goddess.A girl
with no heart for men, only for the hunt of them.With a deep love to the animals
and untamed girls,Forever faithful to the Maiden Moon, an eternal guardian,A
Goddess of the Moon, of the Hunt, of Virgins.A girl content with the safe barriers of
loneliness.I am Artemis. And this is my story.
ATHENA
Do you think youre smart? Mortal. Maybe you are Probably you are NOT! For I am
Athena, the
Goddess of Wisdom. I can run circles around what you think is smart. How could
you ever challenge me?
am the favorite daughter of Zeus! God of all Gods! I recall a time a mortal
challenged me Arachne the rat
thought she could weave better than I Well, I showed her. She now roams this
earth for eternity as a lowly
spider, spinning nothing but webs.
Want to find me? Call on me for my infinite wisdom and reason? Look for me
in my city. Athens. I had
to conquer Poseidon for that honor. I won the peoples favor with a simple olive tree.
Fools. That adventure
was nothing though; my greatest conquest is ten times that of a defeat of
Poseidon.
See my shield? Look closely and you will see the head of the Gorgon,
Medusa! Hair of snakes and
eyes that turned others to stone! Perhaps she thought she was powerful Yet, here
she rests, forever in my
grasp. Defeated by a true female warrior. Yes, Ive helped fought many battles in my
day, alongside Hercules
and Perseus; opposing Hera, Aphrodite, Teiresias, even Enkelados in the War of the
Giants!
So, perhaps you still want to call on me envoke the power of the mightiest
Greek goddess! Look for
the owl, thats me, watching you. With a city named after me and one of the most
ferocious monsters of our
time on my shield, do not doubt my great strength, power, and wisdom. Never
underestimate Athena!
ATHENA2
(Loud, clear and strong) I am Athena, goddess of wisdom and military victory, as
well as daughter of the mighty Zeus and the Titaness, Metis.
(Continue with loud voice) And in Rome, I am known as the powerful Minerva.
I live on Mount Olympus in the palace of the gods, along with my many brothers
and sisters.
(All in annoyed voice) Although my brother Ares is the god of war, and I, the
goddess of battle strategy, he loves the bloodshed, while I love the planning and
thinking, and therefore we constantly clash. I have never fallen to the claws of
Aphrodites love, and do not have any blood children.
The owl is one of my constant companions, as well as my representative symbol, as
it is very wise, like my student, Arachne, should have been.