It was the year 2700BC in the city of Corinth. There was a boy named Alexios, and although he was young, and never had a father to teach him, he was a skilled archer. Since he was a small child, he dedicated his life to archery and the two gods who did it best: Artemis and Apollo. All he ever wanted was to see them in person. This was all he ever talked about and his mother would often tell him: Be careful what you wish for.
Rising Action 3
"Was that a challenge?"
One day when he was at the temple, he whispered under his breath what he wanted most. In a flash of gold, Apollo himself appeared. “I heard my name”. Immediately Alexios fell on his face (like a smart boy) at the very feet of Apollo. “Rise boy, I’ve heard your prayers, and seen you shoot a bow. I’ve grown quite fond of you”. “REALLY!?” Alexios Exclaimed, “I-uh, I...”. “Calm down child! Are you sure you are no son of mine?”. “Not that I know of.” -replied Alexios. “What is your mother’s name? How old are you?” asked Apollo. “I’m fifteen years old and my mother is Kassandra”. “Yeah that doesn’t ring a bell” said Apollo “but that doesn’t mean anything!” “Yeah, I don’t know if I should say ewww, or YES!” Said Alexios. He and Apollo sang and practiced firing arrows all day.
Climax and Falling Action
Alexios went from admiring Apollo to trying to become him. He started walking like him, and soon enough, he started talking like him. He thought he was something special, and he’ll soon learn otherwise. Apollo told him of his epic journeys and sang of when he killed Python. That’s when Alexios screwed up. “You, Lord Apollo, are surely the greatest bowman there is. No one is greater than you. Not even your twin sister Artemis. You must be at least ten times greater than her, right?” Apollo chuckled and pat Alexios on the back. For a split-second everything was fine until Artemis appeared next to them in a flash of silver light.
“What a great question, Alexios!” cried Artemis. “Was that a challenge? Cause it sounded like a challenge.” “Uh, Lady Artemis...I didn’t…I wasn’t…” Alexios trembled. “An archery competition you say?” Artemis smirked “I accept! And surely my brother will too.” “I ACCEPT!” Apollo shouted without even thinking about Alexios “We’re going to let our friend Alexios here bet on who’s going to win…” Said Artemis with a malicious tone in her voice “And to make things interesting, the winning side can do whatever or demand whatever they want from the losing team, like immortality. How does that strike you?” Alexios turned pale as he was forced to choose between two Olympians. “Who’s it going to be Alexios? Me or my half-wit brother?” said Artemis. “I choose Apollo!” cried Alexios. Artemis grinned and said: “Let the games begin!”
The twins were equal is skill, but Artemis had something to prove. She shot more aggressively than Apollo and soon they had a whole crowd watching and cheering for who they thought was going to win. The competition went on for seven days (which was the twins’ sacred number). There was no clear winner. Alexios thought he was off the hook until Artemis said seven words that changed his life forever. “Well…” Artemis scratched her head. “I call for a tiebreaker, then.” Alexios swallowed hard. “Let’s see who the best at trick shots is.” Artemis glared at Alexios. “Trick shots?” “Yeah, you know. Fancy moves! Showmanship!” Artemis replied. “DEAL” Apollo exclaimed. “Can you do this?” Apollo shot the bow behind his back without looking and hit the bull’s eye on a target one-hundred feet away. Artemis did the exact same thing and but shot three arrows and each split the one before it. “What…that’s not fair!” whined Apollo. “I guess I win!” snickered Artemis. “-And I have the perfect punishment planned for our little friend here” Alexios swallowed hard, then Artemis confirmed his worst fears. “Look, Alexios, you thought you could befriend a god! You thought you were something special, but really, you’re just a puny mortal! Underneath you’re just a boy from Corinth. Flesh and blood. I’m going to prove that to the crowd!” Alexios backed up. “Lady Artemis, let me apologize for…” “I’M GOING TO FLAY YOU ALIVE, JUST AS MY BROTHER DID TO MARSYAS THE SATYR!” yelled Artemis.
Alexios suffered a horrible death. He had his skin removed from his body to show he was just flesh and bone. And Artemis was still not pleased. “As for you my brother, on every the anniversary of this occasion I’m going to cover the sun as a reminder of your defeat and to never underestimate me!”