![]() She had passed by the Coliseum, wondering what it had really been like in its heydays. She had passed by the Vatican, once more marveling over the absurdity that such a place could exist in 2013. They had promised her so much money, that to any other girl stepping in from the street, it would have been a fortune. They had instead wanted to hire her, hardly letting her go, when she told them she was not interested. Or Apollo, she had shown that too to some people, including a model agency she had stepped into. The Romans were minding their own business, nobody seemed familiar with the name Diana Crescentini or recognized the picture of Artemis. Ten hours later Athena had had no luck at all. Disregarding her thoughts, she put the picture in her wallet together with the latest shot of Artemis and prepared to hit the streets of Rome. Nothing to narrow him in as Greek or even Mediterranean. Zeus too had that masculine, chiseled handsomeness that made him hard to pin as anything but a Caucasian man. However she was blinded by the likeness of their father. Trying once more to recollect where she had seen this man before. Where to start looking for him at least."Īthena regarded the photo of Apollo. Our hope now is that Artemis knows something about him. Then he disappeared, just before I was going to let someone from the organization to approach him. He was a model for a while, walked the catwalks of Paris and Milan. But to me it seems, she's not aware of her background at all." "Tell her the truth about her origin, of course. "And now you want me to find her? And then do what?" "She has also been often spotted in political gatherings and company events, yet she doesn't talk to many people. "The organization," her father clarified. "Who's 'we' in this case?" she had to ask. She's never been confronted, never been approached, but we know there's still something going on with her." Although we've been tracking her for years, still, no one can seem to figure her out. Diana Crescentini is said to always be on the move, roaming the streets, hiding in secret apartments. "No one knows where she's from, or where she lives. Now, her father's words came back to her as she regarded all the pictures on the bed. That was why her mother Metis had left him, however Hera, whom he had married afterwards had been too involved in the Olympos project to be able to do the same thing later, when she found that Zeus had cheated upon her. ![]() One of Zeus' many lovers, as long as Athena could remember, her father had been having mistresses, one more illustrious than the other. Athena had arrived in the Eternal City early the same day, and now she was hoping to find some trace of this elusive woman who was Diana Crescentini, aka her sister Artemis, daughter to Leto Coeus, the hidden one, the queen of spies, who had been Zeus' lovers so long ago. Sitting on the bed of her hotel room, Athena spread the pictures over the bed cover, as the street noise of Rome seeped in through the open window. At the same time, her ice blue eyes seemed so honest and serene, it was strange to think she could be threatening. She actually did seem a bit intimidating, or at least tough. The first picture seemed fairly new a woman probably just a few years younger than Athena, who had short, straight ash blond hair with bangs cut at an angle across her face. Only random and miscellaneous notes here and there, mostly in her father's driven hand-writing. Inside of Zeus' folder there were mostly just pictures, but no profiles of the twin duo which were her sister and brother Apollo and Artemis.
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