Chapter 4

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Taking deep breaths to calm myself as I floated away, I could tell that right now my senses on high alert, taking in every little thing going around me, with an absurd amount of detail. I had never been afraid of anything before today, but then again I had never encountered such a realistic depiction of my very own personal nightmare before.

"Erif nrub!" I said pointing at the monsters, as fire burst around them, dealing no damage apparently, for they didn't slow down whatsoever, the monsters drew nearer and nearer, with every step catching up to me.

Perhaps the only way to kill them was with godly weapons, and my spells were useless on this setting, "Alright Adam, think…. You can't harm them… but they catch touch you, which gives me the upper hand, right?" maybe I had to try and get a godly weapon to try that, let's see, "Evig... em… a… yldog… nopaew!" as soon as those words left my mouth, a golden bow appeared in my hands and a silver-colored quiver in my back "A bow…. Really? Oh well, I suppose it runs in the family,"

With determination, I flew even higher to get a better view to aim at the monsters as I gripped the greek majestic longbow firmly in my left hand, with my right hand slowly reaching to the quiver in my back, brushing the arrows with my hands, as I could feel my thumb, index and middle fingertips lightly grasp the feathered end of the golden arrows on my quiver.

Taking a deep breath, I took out the arrow as the monsters started to throw things at me, and I could feel, this was natural for me, the feeling of the arrow in my hands, the bow in front of me, it felt like a second nature to me, following my instincts, I notch the arrow to the bow and drew the bowstring back, feeling my muscles flex and strain against the natural strength of the godly longbow resisting my pull, letting the air out of my lungs I relaxed, forcing the arrow back to my cheek as I aimed, waiting for the perfect moment to strike them down. The bow creaked in protest as the leathery sinew of the bowstring crackled under the enormous stress and pressure required to draw such a marvelous weapon back to its full potential.

I was no longer afraid, no longer confused, right now, all it mattered was the target in front of me.

I could feel my arm muscles bulge, I could feel the tremble they were making from the tremendous force required to hold the bow ready. But I was submerged with it, no pain I was feeling or bother, felt unnatural, breathing in and out, I mentally evaluated my targets, the range… the distance…the winds...information I had no prior knowledge about was now within my grasp.

Finally, just when the monsters lined up, for a microsecond, I released the arrow with a flash of light, followed by the loud and pronounced cracking snap of the bowstring as the pressure left it. The arrow shaft streaked from the longbow with lightning speed, launching itself into the sweet embrace of the moonlight ready to strike down my prey. Frame by frame I could see the arrow as it gently floated over the high arch of the bow beginning its trajectory.

As if everything had slowed down, I followed the arrow in slow motion, keeping my firm gaze upon the monsters who were waiting patiently to receive the arrow I had shot, and in a loud sound breaking boom, I witnessed how the arrow pierced the three monsters in a line leaving a gaping hole between them it it's waking, before turning their bodies to dust.

"Wow," I muttered in shock, holding the bow in front of me with a sense of familiarity I never knew I could have with an object.

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[Apollo POV]

I was having a nice day, and, of course, my dear sister decided to play a prank on me, by summoning my golden bow out of my mansion, what purpose could she have to do that? No idea, Artemis can be a pain sometimes to understand, but I knew for a fact it was her, simply because no other being besides her and mother can summon my bow.

"What up, sis," I said, teleporting to her current location, "Not that I don't enjoy… a good old prank, but…. Give me my bow back, please,"

Artemis eyed, and scoffed, "I did not take your weapon, Apollo,"

As the God of Truth, I immediately knew she wasn't lying, "Then… if it wasn't you… then it must have been mother, but why?" I asked worried, why would she need my weapon, she knows if anyone bothers her, I would strike them down, no one in all of creation messes with her, "I must go, I feel mother is in trouble,"

Artemis at that, jumped from the tree she was sitting, "Are you sure no one else can get your weapon?" she practically hissed.

"I am not like father, or our uncles, I don't want others touching my stuff…." I said without skipping a beat.

"Then I will go, and so will my hunters...if mother is truly in trouble, then I will vanquish whoever dared to harm her!" Artemis said, flaring her power around in anger.

"Then let's make haste!" I nodded, teleporting to mother, with Artemis and her hunters following back.

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"Mother!" I shouted as I appeared in her house, worried whatever reason she had for summoning my bow had kidnapped her, or worse, temporarily killed her, "Mother!"

"Mother!" Artemis said, her bow ready as she appeared in the living room with her hunters aiming at every single possible angle.

"What!?" Mother said, walking out of the kitchen with a worried face, "Why are you two shouting?!"

"I thought you were in trouble…." I muttered, but if she was fine, then why did she summon my bow?.

"You said she summoned your bow!" Artemis stated angrily, "Is this your idea of a prank!?"

"I didn't summon your bow," Mother said, speaking the truth.

"Impossible… no one else but me, Artemis, and you can summon it," I muttered, as rage started to grow inside of me, whoever had dared to steal my weapon would pay a thousand deaths for this unforgivable sin, "I made an enchantment with Hecate, that only the children of Leto and Leto herself would be able to summon my bow, and that's just the three of us…. Maybe it was the idiot of Are--" before I was able to finish that sentence mother gasped.

"I know who summoned your weapon," Mother said, once again speaking the truth.

"Then tell us, so that my hunters get a new target," Artemis said, with a wicked smile.

"It was your little brother," Mother said with tears in her eyes, shocking not only me but everyone present.