(Pfp: @Axljoy on Tumblr) As it is, I write fan-fiction about Telemachus mainly! He is one of my favorites and he is really awesome! (I do write oc x character, however I will do my best to write reader x character)
𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘖𝘜 to have an alternative other than using AI! Most of us are healing from that addiction and need something to get away from it, so, BOOM an alternative! My writing may not be the greatest but it’s better than using an AI chat bot (This also helps me to)
A girl who's lived in the wilderness for a long time, hunting on her own. After a life full of pain, living with her parents, as her father hurt her mother and herself, she ran away, further into the woods, praying to the goddess of the moon, the goddess of wilderness to help her way through the forest on her run. Soon, becoming a patron to Artemis by the time she turned 15. Making a vow to never ever fall in love, to stay unmarried, til one day, as she was hunting for food, she shot her arrow almost harming someone in the process…
Her gaze met his… his beautiful blue eyes… How can one express a feeling like this? When she made a vow to never fall in love?
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Slow Burn, wholesome, the suitors, toxic men, abuse (from a dad)
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Chapter 1
It's been 16 years since the king of Ithaca and his crew left for war. A young boy walked down the halls, doing his best to avoid the suitors who've been lingering around the palace for 5 years now. Hearing their laughter, and crewed comments about his mother. How they made him sick, no matter how hard he tried to kick all of them out of the palace, they would all scoff and laugh, not taking the young prince seriously. Being mocked and shamed, it's no surprise at how many servants have to intervene to stop a fight breaking out between a grown man and a 15 year old boy.
Luckily for him, his mother, whenever he gets the chance to visit her, she'd always teach him how to have self-control, how to be calm and avoid any altercation between those suitors and himself.
Today was no different, after visiting his mother, queen Penelope, she had one simple task for her son.
“Telemachus, even a prince must endure patience and keep it as a virtue– it's what strengths you and guides you through many trials in life” Penelope would say as she would brush a strand of his curls to his ear, even though it would come back to haunt his face.
“I know mother… but those… pigs swarm the palace like the plague!” Telemachus huffs as Penelope chuckles lightly.
“How about this, you go out, let your mind wander off somewhere else, pay no mind to those brutes… let your mind wander some place far…” Penelope says as she cups his cheeks and kisses her son's forehead. Making Telemachus sigh reluctantly but chuckle lightly. “Who knows… maybe you might find someone who is special…” Penelope lets out a soft teasing chuckle as Telemachus chuckles a long. “But mother, you are special to me” Telemachus says as he looks up at his mother, her tired eyes… it was far too difficult to tell her no…
“But if you insist, mother… will you be fine on your own?” He asked looking up at his mother, his blue eyes staring into her own blue eyes as she smiled lightly. “Yes, pay no mind to me, I will still be here… weaving the shroud” Penelope says as her smile weakens. Telemachus continued to stare into his mother's eyes, seeing the sadness, and the longing for his father's return. Telemachus then gave his mother a hug, catching her off guard, but she returned the hug. “Alright… I love you mother” Telemachus says as he gives her one last tight hug making Penelope chuckle. “I love you too my son” Penelope smiles softly letting her son go. Telemachus stood up from her bed and left her chambers.
Leading to the present day. It was cold out, and dark, the night filled the sky as the moon lit the palace with its soft light glow, the suitors were partying like animals without a care in the world in Telemachus eyes. ‘How dare they…’ Telemachus thought to himself as he kicked a pebble on his way. The garden was dark, the only light that was given was the moon, like Athena's sister was giving its light for him to see… or maybe it was for the hunters for tonight. Argos walked beside Telemachus as he nudges his head on Telemachus's hand. “The nerve… sitting around my fathers palace like some kind of pig!” Telemachus scowls as he turns around to face the Palace, seeing the yellow light shine from there… from where he was standing, he could see Penelope's chambers, the lights were off, assuming she was trying to rest… or pray…
Telemachus fist clench, his fist turning white as his eyes narrows, he turns around as he continues to walk. “They…” before he could finish his sentence, his mothers words spoke quietly through his mind “let your mind wander far”. Telemachus froze, he took a deep breath. “Right…” he continued to walk, making his way to the forest. The garden was filled with a variety of flowers like roses, lillys, daisy's, and many more. Some reflected the light of the moon gracefully as it shines down. Standing between the end of the stone path in the garden to the forest, where it was slightly dark, not too dark, but enough to make him hesitate. He looked back to the palace, as his eyes filled with worry and sadness for his mother.
“Argos… go… make sure you keep those pigs stay under control… and far from my mothers chambers” Telemachus orders, Argos barks. At first, the dog didn't leave, but as Telemachus pointed back to the palace, Argos barked one more time, like he was hesitant to leave Telemachus alone. At last, Argos retreated, making Telemachus feel a little relaxed knowing his mother will have some sort of protection.
Walking into the forest, Telemachus wondered if it was even a good idea to continue to walk through the forest in the middle of the night. Though his mothers words ‘let your mind wander someplace else’.
The forest was dark, but the only light source that helped the young man see was the moon. His eyes lingered on the moon for a moment, as he heard the leaves rustle following the calm breeze smelling the scent of forest. Soon he saw an owl fly over his head, his eyes widening. ‘Woah’ he thought to himself, as the owl hooted, Telemachus couldn't help but move. As he began to follow it, his body moved on his own.
He ran through the bushes as where the owl was going, as if the owl was leading the young prince to some place, his gaze left the owl as he saw a big apple tree, as a deer was under it eating an apple that fell from the tree, he slowly stopped his run as his gaze was mesmerizing the creature. ‘What a particular fella’ Telemachus thought as he stopped dead in his tracks as he stared at the deer. The deer ate the apple with bliss, unaware on what was happening and certainly unaware that Telemachus was near.
Slowly, Telemachus began to walk up to the deer. The deer’s head slowly lifted up as Telemachus stepped on a twig. It snapped in half, making the deer’s head look around. It saw Telemachus and it quickly ran away. Telemachus watched as the fawn ran away, soon the owl from before flew towards Telemachus, getting close to his face making Telemachus fall back. Soon an Arrow flies by his face as it hits a tree. The prince fell on the ground as the Owl flew away.
“Ow! Woah!” Telemachus gasps as he sees the arrow on the tree beside him where it almost hit his head. “What in the world just happened?” He asked as his eyes darted to the dark part of the forest, he couldn’t see anything, the glow from the moon did not shine through that part of the forest. “Hello? Is anyone out there” Telemachus called out as he stood up from the ground, then looked back at the arrow, pulling it off the tree. Soon, he heard rustling in the trees. His eyes darted to the tree tops looking for any signs of life.
Soon, something… or someone fell from the tree top landing on the floor on her back. “Ow!” A feminine voice yelped. The person before Telemachus wore a clock, with a quiver beside her with a gently carved bow designed to look like a tree with a moon carved into it.
“Woah! Are you alright?” Telemachus asked as his tone was woven into a worry one. He knelt down beside the person, he couldn’t quite see the face of the person who fell. “I’m fine” The person says as they sit up rubbing her back. Before Telemachus could say a word, the person looked over to Telemachus, finally being able to see who she was. Her eyes were the color that could sing a precious song to his soul as he looked into them, bits of her hair made of silk with a few accessories on them. Her skin is fair as they match the rosyness of her cheeks. He was lost in admiration, he couldn’t help but feel his heart beat. However, that changed quickly when she spoke…
“YOU! thanks to you, I MISSED” The lady huffs as her glare grows sharper, her tone harsh like a cat hissing for territory. Telemachus was snapped back to reality raising his brow as his eyes widened a bit. “Excuse me? How was it that I was supposed to know you were out hunting in the middle of the night?” Telemachus asked in a defensive tone “Let alone, I wasn’t expecting anyone to be out here!”Telemachus continued, “On the contrary, you almost killed me as well!” Telemachus added as he pointed the arrow he had in his hand to the girl.
The girl made a tsk sound rolling her eyes “well, next time, don't get in the way, and you do realize there is such a thing called night hunters” she spat back snatching the arrow from his hand, as she turned away from Telemachus and grabbed her bows and quiver, she looked inside and saw many arrows were broken in half. She cursed under her breath. Telemachus just stared at the lady, she was pretty, but her attitude towards him was bitter and cold. The young prince sighed. “Why on earth are you out here in the middle of the night? You know it's dangerous to wander alone, especially for a young lady like yourself” Telemachus began to speak as the young woman closed her quiver giving the young boy a glare that could kill if they were to be able to do so. “As a young lady, I find it awfully rude you assume I can’t handle myself!” The lady says as her tone grows in defense pointing the arrow to his throat. “I did not say that!” Telemachus says as he pushes the point of the arrow away from his throat.
“Well you implied it! Has your mother never taught you manners?” The young girl asked. “I could ask you the same thing” Telemachus says, his tone growing in annoyance. ‘What is her deal? I only just met her and she is being awfully rude,’ Telemachus thought to himself as he stood up from the floor. He watched as the young lady began to put the only remaining arrow in her quiver, putting it over her shoulder, and she did the same with the bow.
Telemachus' eyes widened a bit as she took the hood of her cloak off her head, she looked up to the moon, shining its light on them both. The light of the moon reflected through her eyes, leaving the world to wonder…who is she? The girl looked to the side seeing the way Telemachus looked at her. She made a tsk sound. “What?” She snapped. ‘Despite the looks… her personality doesn’t reflect that great…’ Telemachus thought to himself. “Nothing…” Telemachus muttered looking away from the girl. “Not that I care, but what are you doing out here?” The girl asked as she looked down at her bow, stretching it out as if to see if it still worked. “I was just out on a midnight stroll…” Telemachus replied. “Just to get my mind off of things…” Telemachus said as he looked down at the ground.
The memories of the suitors lingering around the halls of his home, made him curl his hands into a fist. Soon, a loud groan came from the lady, he looked up and saw how her shoulders were slouched and how she rolled her eyes. Safe to say, he was taken aback. “Please, if you’re gonna speak about your problems to a stranger, then I suggest not and going on your merry way, I have much more important things to do than listen to a boy whine about his fortunate life” the girl bluntly says as she stands up straight, turning her back towards him.
“Oh? And what is so important that you don’t even bother to tell me your name?” Telemachus asked as he crossed his arms, raising a brow. The young lady stopped as she slightly turned her head. “Why does my name concern you?” she asked. “I just wanna put a name to the face” Telemachus responds, his tone shifting from annoyance to a gentler one. The girl stayed quiet for a few moments, not speaking, as if she was debating if she should. “Or, if you wanna stay a mystery-”
“____” she spoke as she turned away. “____…” Telemachus spoke in a gentle tone. “Not that it matters, no chance we’ll ever meet again, good day…or night” she spoke as she turned away and began to walk away. Her name lingered in his head, how can someone with a beautiful name have such a nasty attitude?
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As she removed her cloak, she made her way to a nearby shak made from grass, leaves, and branches. A hut she lived in, living by a nearby small pond, she tossed her cloak to the side outside the shak. She crawled in her hut as she laid her head on a bed made up of old cloth and grass with dead leaves. Soon, a deer came walking towards the hut. A beautiful white fawn, with blue eyes reflecting the moon lite sky. Soon, a bright glow came from the deer as they turned into a tall woman who wore a peplos with a chiton over it as her hair was a Burnette color and her eyes green like the grass she stood on as she wore star-like accessories. Her hair was done in a braid as she wore a crown made of leaves.
“Artemis!” The girl smiled warmly as she stared at the women. The goddess of the moon, a huntress in the night. She sat at the entrance of the hut as if to say she would protect the girl as she slept, giving her a warm gentle smile. “Were you able to find anything?” Artemis asked. The girl sighed as she shook her head looking down at her lap. “I haven't… well i did but this stupid boy got in my way!” She huffs crossing her arm as she laid on her back staring at the leaves, grass, and branches on the hut. It looked like the water from the past rain had damaged it, making her click her tongue. “Oh? And this isn't an excuse for your failure?” Artemis asked curiously, no shame in her tone, just curious. “Well… no, I'm being honest! I was as quiet as a hummingbird, slow and steady like a wolf hunting for its prey! But out of nowhere the boy stepped on a twig, scaring away the creature!” She began to ramble on. “Men…Boys… Males… they are all so clueless… idiotic to say the least! All of them!” She spat. Artemis lightly chuckles, the girl looked over to the chuckling goddess raising a brow. “Artemis?...”
“My apologies, ____, it's just, when you're hungry, you tend to go on and on, rambling to say the least” Artemis says, looking at the girl who pouted a bit. “Well… i wouldn't have been in such a bad mood if it weren't for that boy…” the girl mumbled under her breath. “Rest, you've had a long night…” Artemis says. “Are you at least gonna provide something for me to eat?” The girl asked as she turned her head towards Artemis. Artemis shook her head. “I'm sorry, but I cannot always pamper you, you need to learn how to survive on your own…” Artemis sighs. “Then what am i-”
Before she could finish her sentence, within a blink of an eye, Artemis vanished into thin air, leaving a trail of small sparkles that can be mistaken as mini stars. The girl quickly sat up, she tried to grab onto the small particles, however every time she tried to grab them, they'd disappear. The girl frowned, as she sat there, hearing the small rustles from the bushes from small critters, and the light breeze that flowed by. As the water ran through its streams. The night danced with the moonlight, however, soon the clouds came in and hid the light that the moon gave. She brought her knees up to her chest as she buried her head into hit, lightly banging her head onto her knees. ‘Think… Think… there must be a solution…’ the girl whispers to herself… Soon her face looked up from her knees, she stared directly into the night, no light to be found, but a few yellow lights coming from a town.
