Black fingers met gray, both gloves wet from rain and blood.
“It’s mine,” Artemis hissed, eyes glowing green above the edge of her mask.
Tharen chuckled and yanked on her arm, but Artemis spun beneath him, rising at his back. “If it’s something shiny you want…”
She rolled her eyes, though he couldn’t see, and looked up towards the glimmering cube. Prismatic light rolled off it as it spun, held aloft by invisible mage-threads in the air. “You just want the money.”
Tharen slid free of her hands and disappeared into a shadow.
“Don’t you?” His throaty whisper was at her ear.
“No.” Artemis turned her cheek, felt his breath on her skin. “Vengeance.”
I decided to participate in Inktober this year (a month-long art challenge on Instagram, created by Jake Parker) by writing short stories based on the prompts. Instead of drawings, my ink will shape words! 😉 I may be too ambitious (a new flash story every single day in October?!), but it sounds fun. I give you, #wordtober! Also, in addition to the official prompts, I’m using Holly Dunn’s #greekmythtober prompts for names.