The REAL Cosmic Couple! (Hades/Persephone fic)

[Hades]

Chapter IX-- Hades Lies and Hecate Comes Into the Picture

“I’d say that went well,” reflected Panic.

Hades shrugged. “I’m just lucky we decided to nix the kiss the bride part. She probably would have ripped off my lips.”

Pain looked at Hades. “Should you go lock her in her room? ‘Cuz she’ll probably try to escape again…..”

“Good point,” he said, and vanished.


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Persephone stormed into her ‘room’ and flopped on the bed, staring in disgust at the black skull shaped ring on her hand. She pulled it off and slammed it on the floor.

The ring popped back on her finger.

Persephone stared at it, then groaned. “A magic ring. Go figure….”

“Oh, Sephy…,” called a WAAY too familiar voice outside her door.

A few hundred daffodils shot out of the floor and blocked the door from opening.

“Hey! C’mon, babe, that’s cheating….”

“So is tricking me into saying I do,” said Persephone, and the daffodils turned to thorny roses.

“Ya know what? Fine. Two can play at this game….”

The flowers were set on fire, and they all crumpled to ash. Persephone sat straight up,

“HEY!”

“You asked for it,” said Hades, and the door opened. He was leaning on the wall in a heartbeat.

“Get away from me,” she growled.

“I’m your husband now, babe….I don’t have to do anything.”

“Just ‘cuz you’re my—” she gagged, “—husband doesn’t mean you can order me around. And it doesn’t mean that you can do whatever you want.”

“It does so! This is my kingdom!”

“It’s mine too!” said Persephone and she stood up in sudden realization. “I’m the Queen of the Underworld now!”

Hades smiled smugly. “So you admit it—you like being married to me.”

Her eyes widened. “I do not!”

“Why not? You get to be Queen…..have minions…..get away from yer psychopathic mother….” Silently, he added, You get to have someone love you every single day of every single week of every single month of every single year for all eternity….. Ooh, he was going to have to personally murder Cupid.

“But I’m married to you. So that kinda crushes everything else,” snapped Persephone.

Hades flared up, mostly to cover up that strange feeling he was feeling just then—hurt. “Watch it—I can throw you in the River Styx if I wanted to. Trust me. Not fun.”

“Why do you even want to marry me?!?” screamed Persephone, “What are you gaining from this?!”

Hades quickly thought of an excuse. “Everyone else is married—I wanted to be, too!”

She stared at him. “That’s it?!”

He shrugged. “Yeah.”

“Then why me!?!”

“’Cuz you’re the only one who didn’t know me well enough to steer clear of me all the time…hey, when I find advantages, I use ‘em.”

“I hate you!” yelled Persephone.

“Oh, wow….that bothers me,” he said sarcastically…… but inside it DID actually bother him.

“I’ll hate you for the rest of my immortal life! Even if you let me go, I’ll hate you, for doing this to me! My mother is Demeter—I’m great at holding grudges!”

Hades rolled his eyes. “Ooh…as devastated as I am….I think I’ll get over it. Nighty-night.” He walked off, locking the door behind him, to go sulk on his throne.

Persephone clenched her fists, then got up and began pacing the room nervously. This couldn’t get any worse—right?


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“WHERE IS MY PERSEPHONE?!?!” howled Demeter. A few nymphs gathered around her fell to the floor nervously.

“O Mighty Demeter,” said one, “We wish you the b-best of luck in your search for your daughter—”

“I DON’T WANT LUCK! I WANT MY SEPHY BACK! WHERE IS SHE!?!?!?!?!”

There was whispering among the crowd.

“WHERE IS SHE?!?!”

“Lady Demeter,” said one, and she stepped forwards. It was Menthe. “We don’t know where she is. But we found this.”

Someone stepped up and handed Demeter something pink. Persephone’s flower petal headdress. Demeter looked at it and began to cry.

“S-she said t-that she w-would r-run away,” Demeter sobbed, “I-I didn’t believe h-her… and n-now she’s g-gone…”

Ianthe started to cry, too.

Menthe bit her lip. “Lady Demeter….maybe there’s someone that can help us….”

“I’ve already g-gotten all the gods and goddesses to search for her…..and no-one’s found anything. W-who else c-can help?” sniffled Demeter, and the headdress fell to the ground.

“Are you sure you’ve gotten everyone?” said Menthe.

“Everyone except for Hades and N-Nemesis, I think…But that’s ok. I don’t want him helping. And Nemesis is t-too busy.”

“No…..you’re…missing someone,” said a voice, and someone emerged from the shadows.

“Yes,” said Menthe, although she seemed a little nervous, “Hecate can help.”

“Hecate!” gasped Demeter, “Don’t tell me that you know where Persephone is?”

Hecate shrugged. “Not a clue. Yet, that is. I plan to search everywhere, places where only I, as Witch Queen of the Night, can search.”

“I don’t know….how can I be sure that I can trust you?” said Demeter doubtfully. Hecate was like a female Hades. Scary….

“You do want to find Persephone, right?” said Hecate.

“Of course I do, but…”

“Then I will search for her.”

“But—oh, all right. But bring Menthe with you. I don’t trust you by yourself.”

“Me?!” gasped Menthe, “But—I can’t! She….I…”

“You were the one who suggested her, Menthe,” said Demeter.

“Ok. Ok. Fine. Just….just no dark places,” said Menthe with a shiver.

“Agreed,” said Hecate. She whistled and two things flew down from the sky—her minions, talking wolves with huge wings. Nymphs screamed and ran in all directions. Menthe flinched.

“Come…..Menthe, was it? Come, Menthe. We should start searching,” said Hecate, and she, her wolves, and Menthe, disappeared.

“What a relief,” Demeter sighed, “She should find Persephone. And all will be well again……but oh, how I miss her….”

[Hades]

The REAL Cosmic Couple

Chapter X-- Hecate Reveals Her Plan and Hades Makes a Confession...

Hecate, her minions, and Menthe reappeared in the woods. “Nice acting,” commented Hecate fondly to Menthe.

“Why, thank you, Hecate,” said Menthe, “You will keep your part of our deal, won’t you?”

“Yes, yes,” said Hecate, as if they had been through this many times before—which, in fact, they had, “Once I rule the Underworld, you can do what you want with Hades.”

Menthe grinned. “Great. And, um….what exactly is finding Persephone going to do for us?”

“Well, once we find the little brat, we can use her to our advantage. You know Hades can’t resist a pretty face….”

“So we’ll get Persephone, keep her with us, use her to bribe Hades into giving you the Underworld….and then, once you’re in charge, we give Persephone to her mother, I get Hades, and we’re both happy. Right?”

“Exactly!” cried Hecate, “This plan can’t possibly fail!”

“Where do we fit in?” said one of the wolves, coming up to the nymph and goddess.

“Why…you and your partner will get to rule with me—my minions. My royal minions, of the Underworld,” said Hecate.

“I like it….,” said the other.

“Hecate—you’re a genius,” said the first one.

“I know—aren’t I?” said Hecate, then scowled, “So let’s find the teenager and get to work.”

“What a pleasure it will be to have control over Persephone—after all these years of practically being her personal slave…” said Menthe, green eyes shining.


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When Persephone woke up, she found the door ajar, and Pain and Panic standing in her ‘room’ watching her. She thought quickly, jumped over them, and ran out of the door.

“Oops,” said Pain.

Persephone ran through the Underworld; the only thought on her mind was that she needed to escape. A few more feet and she came to the bank of the River Styx. Charon’s boat was on the other end of the river, and she didn’t have time to wait for him. “Oh gods,” she sighed, then went to run through the river. Something stopped her.

She looked behind her. Hades was standing there, his hand in front of her, keeping her from running any further. “As much as I appreciate you going for a nice run in the morning, running in the general direction of the exit is not the best idea. Capisce, babe?”

She twisted away from him, recoiling at his touch. “I’m going to keep trying to escape until you let me go,” she said angrily.

“Which is never going to happen, so at least you’ll be in shape,” he said, and pushed her away from the river. “If you’re going to wade through rivers, might I recommend the Cocytus? It’s lovely this time of year….”

“Either you let me go, or I’ll get out on my own,” said Persephone, “So pick one.”

“How ‘bout I tie you to the bedpost again and leave you like that for…oh…eternity maybe?” responded Hades, crossing his arms.

“I’ll get out. I already did once. Nothing can hold me.”

“Don’t get cocky, babe….”

“I’d like to see you try and keep me from running away.”

He shrugged. “Fine. You asked.” He snapped his fingers, and a coil of smoke wrapped around her body and mouth. She lost her balance and fell to the floor.

“Let’s see you get outta this one,” he muttered, then picked up the squirming Persephone and brought her back to her room. He dumped her on the bed, still tied up, and then left, making sure to lock the door behind him. When she was safely imprisoned, Hades dragged Pain and Panic (by their wings) to his throne room.

“What was that?” he growled at them.

“Um, well, she escaped, again, sir,” said Pain nervously.

“…Why?!?!”

“She’s kinda fast for us…” said Panic.

“This is the second time she’s bolted on your watch. I have her tied up on the bed now because you two can’t keep an eye on her!”

“At least you caught her,” said Panic.

“But that’s the thing. I’m not going to be able to catch her every time she runs away. If this keeps up, she’ll escape!”

“But why do you care so much?” inquired Pain.

“I—” Hades hesitated, “If she escapes, she’ll tell her mother. And Zeus will kill me.”

“That’s not why,” said Panic.

“Is so.”

“Is not.”

“Is so.

“Is not.”

“Is SO!” screamed Hades, and he burst into flame. As he watched Pain and Panic cowering in front of him, he remembered Persephone crying on her first night here, and extinguished. “I don’t know what to do,” he said finally, “I can’t let her go. It’ll kill me. I’m too much in l—lo—lo—lov—you know. But I can’t just keep her here miserable…..that’s almost worse….it’s like….I’m actually…feeling…not evil. I care… I-I actually care.”

Pain and Panic exchanged worried glances.

“What am I going to do?” he groaned, “I can’t stop thinking about her! Everything reminds me of her! Everything! It’s killing me from the inside! She’s actually here, in a room seven doors down, and she’s in my grasp! I could do whatever the heck I wanted with her--we’re married” He stopped and stared at the floor. “But—I just—can’t. I couldn’t. The look on her face—and then any chance I had with her would go bye-bye. And she’d hate me. I couldn’t hurt her like that… I don’t—I don’t know….”

Pain shrank back from this outburst. “Boss? Are you…feeling alright?”

“NO! I’m not feeling alright! I’m a—a—I’m a Persephaholic! Arrgh! I’m obsessed with her!” He vanished with a curl of smoke.

Pain and Panic looked at each other and smiled. "Maybe there's something we can do..."


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“I can’t believe it….,” whispered Hecate, as she watched this entire scene between Pain, Panic, and Hades through a magic orb. Her mouth curved up in a smile. “This is great! Oho! This is better then great! This is SPECTACULAR!” she cackled, and skipped (yes, skipped—scary, ain’t it?) over to Menthe, and her twin wolves.

“What’s so funny?” said Menthe, “Did you find Persephone?”

“Oh, I found her, alright!” cried Hecate, “She’s in the Underworld!”

“The Underworld?” said one of her wolves, “How’d she get there?”

“Hades kidnapped her!” said Hecate gleefully.

“What?!” said Menthe, “Why?”

“He’s—he’s—oh, I can’t! It’s too funny!” She burst out laughing again. “The Lord of the Dead with—oh!—the Goddess of Spring! Oh! Ahahahahaha!”

“What? What?”

“Cupid’s been busy…” cackled Hecate.

“You mean Hades is—”

“HADES IS IN LOVE!” screamed Hecate, and she collapsed in a fit of laughter again.

The wolves looked at each other, and then burst out laughing. Menthe’s mouth dropped open. “He’s in love with her?!?” she said, horrified, “That’s not fair! I’ve been trying for years to get his attention, and nothing’s ever worked! And then she, who doesn’t even know who he is, gets his attention just like that?! Hecate! Hold up your part of the deal! Get rid of her!”

Hecate stopped her maniacal laughter. “But why? Don’t you see? This is perfect!”

“Perfect? PERFECT?!?!”

“We can use her for a bargaining tool. We kidnap her ….torture her a bit…lure our love-struck Hades to her….and exchange the Underworld for Persephone’s freedom!”

“That’s…that’s…that’s…that’s perfect!”

“But what if he refuses?” asked a wolf.

“If he refuses, we give Persephone to her mother and squeal on Hades. And he’ll get in so much trouble—maybe even to the extent of jail—that they’ll give the Underworld to me! It’s a win-win!”

“But if he’s in jail, then you’ll be breaking our deal,” said Menthe bitterly.

“Hmm….if that happens….well….I could send both of you to the Underworld…which would be my kingdom then….and no-one would ever think to look for him there.”

Menthe took a deep breath. “Fine.”

“But—from what I just saw—we have to wait a little. She doesn’t love him yet—and he’s considering letting her go anyway. We have to wait until they’re BOTH in love. As in, they’d do anything for each other. Complete, undying love,” said Hecate.

“How long will that take?” said the other wolf.

“As long as it needs to,” said Hecate and she began cackling again.

[* anastasia]

April I must say you have a brilliant sense of humour! You play them all spectacularly well, keep going!

[Persephone]

Thanks. ^^

Chapter XI--Pain and Panic Carry Out Their Plan and Hades Plays the Hero

“Are you sure we can do this?” said Panic, twitching slightly, “I mean, I know it’s for the boss and all…”

Pain shushed him. “Do you want the Boss….and, um….the other Boss to hear us?”

Panic rolled his eyes. “Who cares if Persephone hears us? We’re gonna knock her out anyway…”

“SHHH!” hissed Pain, “Come on, Hades is gonna hear us, and Hades is gonna zap us…”

Panic blinked. Even though this whole thing had been his idea, he, being Panic, was having second thoughts. And when Panic has second thoughts…

…well, as of now, he was running in small circles and hyperventilating.

Pain rolled his eyes, and grabbed Panic by the horns/ears/whatever-the-heck-they-are-s. “Will you knock it off already?!”

He took a deep breath. “Let’s get this over with,” he said, nervously.

Pain sighed. “You big baby, we’ve done worse….it’s not like we’re gonna seriously hurt her. Just, ya know, knock her out…”

“And trap her above the Phlegethon River,”chimed Panic, reducing himself to a (semi-)calm state, “And the boss will come to save her…”

“And then she’ll be happy…and he’ll be happy she’s happy…and she won’t hate him…”

“Happy ending! Hades himself would have been proud of us…” cried Panic, jumping up.

Pain quickly clapped a claw over his mouth. “Shaddup! You’ll get us caught! We have ta do this quietly.”

Panic nodded…

…And transformed into a hammer.


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“BOSS!” Pain and Panic skidded to a stop in the throne room, where Hades was hunched over his chessboard with a scowl.

Hades turned to face them, red and flaming. The two shrank back instinctively. “This better be pretty friggin’ important…” he snarled, making them back up even more.

Pain nodded frantically. “It is, it is!”

Hades rolled his eyes. “Lemme tell you something…important by your standards is different then important by my standards.”

“But boss—”

The explosion that Hades gave off could have passed for a volcano. “I DON’T WANNA HEAR IT! GET LOST!”

Pain looked at Panic, who swallowed and went up to Hades, twisting one of his (I’ll just call it a horn) horns. “Er…boss…it’s…it’s Persephone.”

Hades froze in place. With some difficulty he turned and looked down at the two imps. “…Persephone?...don’t tell me she escaped…”

“Oh no,” reassured Pain, “It’s just…well, we kinda…did something…”

Hades stared at them with growing horror. He found his voice (after quite a while). “…What…did…you…do?!”

“To put this briefly,” said Pain, “We knocked her unconscious and put her in one of the cages hanging over the Phlegethon River, ya know, the River of Fire—”

“I know!” snapped Hades. And then the realization of what Pain had just said hit him. “YOU DID WHAT TO HER?!” he screamed, “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MINDS?!?!?”

“She tried to escape again, so we thought we’d scare her into, like, not escaping—”

“Those cages haven’t been used in CENTURIES,” he said, sounding panicky without trying to, “And do you know why? Because they’re old and rusty…and they BREAK if any extra weight is added! Extra weight like ONE GODDESS OF SPRING KNOCKED OUT COLD BY YOU TWO!!!!” Hades vanished abruptly, and Panic looked at Pain.

“And now…we wait…”


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Arriving (just in the nick of time, as they say) at the raging Phlegethon River, Hades quickly looked over the dozens of rusty metal cages hanging from the cliffs.

“How the hell did they manage to trap her here?” growled Hades to himself, still searching for Persephone.

Then he found her. Thankfully she had come to, and was now sitting in the middle of the cage, staring down at the water which wasn’t actually water—it was fire.

Hades quickly appeared on the cliff from which she was hanging. Incredibly nervous, Hades managed to work some sarcasm and puns into his ‘conversation.’ “Hey, babe, how’s it hanging?”

She looked up, startled, then looked back down with a scowl. “What the hell are you doing here?” she snapped.

“Ah, well, I’m just coming to, ya know, take a dip in the Phlegethon River, which I see you’ll be doing in about fifteen minutes…”

“Very funny,” she said grimly, “Beat it. I can get myself out of here. I don’t want you near me.”

He shrugged, “Suit yourself. You can swim in fire, right?”

Persephone looked down with a trace of nervousness. “Um…”

“No? Got yer floaties, then? Yer gonna need ‘em…although, they might not do ya much good here…”

The cage she was in moved with a rusty creak and she gasped, clinging automatically to the bars (she didn’t see nor hear it, but Hades gasped, too). “You’re a sick person, ya know that?” Persephone snapped.

Hades raised an eyebrow. “Yeah? How so?”

“Do you think I’m stupid?” she hissed, “Did you think I wouldn’t figure out that you set this whole thing up?!”

Hades stared at her. “Me?!”

“You got Pain and Panic to put me in here so you could swoop in and play Superhero,” she said angrily, “You’ve got problems! Serious problems!!”

Hades couldn’t help himself. “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?! I WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT TO YOU!”

“Then why am I here?!” she screamed.

“Seems Pain and Panic decided to play matchmaker…” he said to himself and out loud he said , “Because THEY have ‘problems.’”

“I—” Persephone’s voice broke off as the chain holding her cage above the river creaked dangerously. Hades looked up quickly, only to see that—

—the chain was breaking.

“H-Hades…” said Persephone, “I-I changed my mind…c-can you get me out of—”

Hades gave a nod and began to think of how he could do this. He had the ability to levitate whilst Persephone didn’t—he was older and therefore more experienced with his ‘godly powers’ then Persephone was. Of course, there was the chance that he could screw up while ‘rescuing’ her, and that would mean he would take a fifty foot fall into a river made up of fire. It wouldn’t kill him (he was immortal) but it would hurt. A lot. On the other hand, if Persephone fell…

Fine. Levitation it is, he thought inwardly, took a deep breath, and walked straight off the cliff. To his immense relief, he didn’t fall.

Persephone stared at Hades, who was now standing on literally nothing. “How…how are you doing that?” she breathed, awestruck.

Hades smirked. “Magic, babe…and not ‘hocus pocus’ magic, either.” The chain holding her creaked again, and with horror he noted that the crack was even bigger.

Hades walked (it was really more of a run, but ok) over to her cage and examined it carefully. Hmm….he could easily break through one of the bars(he was a god, after all), but that might mean that the rest of the cage would crumble to bits. And Persephone—

Whoa, whoa, whoa, don’t even go there…think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts…, he thought desperately.

The river below them gave off something like a fireball. Persephone pressed back against the bars with a frightened gasp.

Damn, damn, damn…The chain creaked again, and the crack grew bigger. Damn… “Persephone?” said Hades.

She looked at him questioningly.

“You wanna get out of here?”

She gave him a look. “Well, duh.”

“Grab my hand.”

“…Why?”

Hades sighed. “I’m gonna break through these bars, and if something goes wrong, you’re gonna go tumbling downwards into that river. And trust me…neither of us wanna see that.”

“But—”

“And at least I could do is keep you from falling.” He held out his hand. “Come on, babe, this chain ain’t gonna keep whole for much longer.”

As the chain creaked again, Persephone grabbed his hand.

“Hold on, babe…” He rammed one hand into a bar and it smashed. And so did the one next to it. And the one next to it. And the entire cage, leaving Persephone literally dangling fifty feet above the Phlegethon; the only thing keeping her from falling was that she was holding tightly to Hades’ hand, and he was doing the same.

“Hades…” said Persephone, unable to keep the note of panic out of her voice.

“Told ya so, didn’t I?” he said with a smirk, “Come on, babe, let’s get you outta here before something worse happens…”

Persephone gave him a dry look as he picked her up and started to walk back to the cliff. “Like what?”

Hades gave a nervous smirk. “Like my levitation going haywire. In which case, we would both go plummeting down to the river.”

Persephone looked down with wide-eyes and then back to Hades. “That can’t happen…right?”

“I learned the hard way that, yes, it can happen,” he said grimly.

“Do I wanna know?”

“…I really don’t think so…”

They were silent for a few seconds as he reached the cliff and set her on her feet. She looked at him. “Hades?”

“Yeah?”

“When you kill Pain and Panic for doing this to me…”

“Yeah?”

Her expression grew dark. “…I wanna help you.”

[Warren Peace]

Panic nodded…

…And transformed into a hammer.

^^ That part made me squirt soda outta my nose.

[Persephone]

Whoops, sorry for lack of update, and, thanks Warren!! ^^

Chapter XII--Persephone and Hades Punish the Imps and Demeter Pleads to Zeus

“It worked?” said Pain incredulously, “I can’t believe it worked!” He had been eager to help out, but doubtful it would actually work.

“Told ya so,” said Panic smugly, “Pay up.”

Pain sighed, and all but threw fifteen drachmas at his skinny turquoise counterpart. “Happy now?”

“Very,” said Panic, counting his money and smirking.

“PAIN! PANIC!”

The two imps exchanged worried looks. This…would be the downside of their plan.


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“Let’s recap on this,” said Meg, trying to stifle her laughter, “Hades falls in love with the goddess of spring…kidnaps her because he’s a ‘Persephaholic’…then ends up acting like the hero and more or less saves her life.”

Macaria nodded, chin in hand, already sensing where this was going.

Meg burst out laughing. “Seriously? This is the most un-Hades-like story I’ve EVER heard!”

Hercules looked at her, then shrugged at Macaria. “She has a point.”

“I have to agree with her,” added Bob.

Macaria buried her face in her hands. “I swear, if you three don’t stop interrupting me, I’m gonna get my parents over here and trust me, they do NOT like to be disturbed.” She flared up briefly, and scowled at them. “Especially not when they’re together.”

Hercules made a face. “…Doing…what, exactly?”

Meg made a gagging noise.

Macaria gave both of them sharp looks. “Aw, shaddup. Watch it, Wonderboy…I tend to ignore it most of the time, but I was born with the Hercules-hating gene…”

Hercules gave a reluctant nod. Hades was bad enough to deal with. Hades and his daughter could actually be too much.

“And on to the story we go…” said Macaria.


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“Can I just ask one teensy, tiny little question?” said Hades. He was bright orange, but had managed to control his temper so far. Persephone was standing next to him, arms folded, a scowl on her face.

Pain swallowed. “Ask away, Your Morbid-ness,” he said timidly.

Hades exploded. “WHAT IN THE UNDERWORLD WERE YOU THINKING?!”

“We just thought that it was what you would do,” said Panic just as nervously, adding a ‘sir’ at the end for good measure.

“Oh, what I would do…well then…I SWEAR IT, I’M GONNA BLAST YOU INTO THE RENAISSANCE AGES!” he screamed.

“Boss…you wouldn’t attack us…w-with a lady here, would you?” he said, casting a glance in Persephone’s direction.

“On the contrary,” said Persephone, “I’ll be helping him.”

“Don’t be silly…you can’t zap us…” said Panic.

“No…but I can do this,” she snapped, and with a wave of her arm, two twin vines leapt out of the ground and wrapped around Pain and Panic’s throats.

Hades looked at her in approval. “Nice.”

She didn’t answer; she was too busy strangling the imps.

“Can’t….breathe…need…air…” Panic choked out.

“Oxygen…” Pain managed to croak.

What a girl…Hades thought to himself, looking at Persephone again. Jeez, she really looked hot when she was angry…

“Having fun?” he said to her.

Persephone shrugged. “I can understand why you do this to them all the time…it certainly is entertaining…”

“Well, what can I tell ya? They’re like little punching bags…” said Hades with a smirk.

Persephone turned to him, without releasing Pain and Panic. “Hades…I…well…thanks for, like…rescuing me…” she said shyly, looking at the floor.

Hades shrugged. “Ah, don’t mention it…I couldn’t just, ya know, leave ya hanging there…and I didn’t want you to hurt yourself or anything…”

“Thank you,” said Persephone, softly.

Hades shrugged again, unable to keep the smile/smirk from spreading across his face.

That is, until Persephone grabbed him by the collar and yanked him sharply down to her, jerking him off balance and causing him to stumble. “But don’t think this is gonna change a thing between us…” she snapped, “I may be your wife and you may be my husband and I may have been forced into this whole thing…but no-one said I had to like it!”

With that said, she released him (he tripped and fell on the floor), and stormed off, calling off her vines at the same time.

Hades stared after her from his spot on the floor. “Oy, what a babe,” he sighed happily.

A squeak from Pain over behind him jerked him back to reality. He quickly stood up and advanced on them menacingly.

“B-boss?” said Panic.

“You…NUMBSKULLS!” he yelled, flaring up.

Pain laughed nervously.

“You’ve done some pretty stupid things before,” said Hades, “And by pretty stupid….I mean really stupid….but this…this…TOPS ‘EM ALL OFF! ALL OF ‘EM!” Two fireballs came spinning their way.

“S-sorry…” whimpered Panic.

They were both zapped again…and again…and again. “You’d better be sorry,” growled Hades, “If I hadn’t gotten her out of there in time—” He stopped, not wanting to think about what might have happened then. “Idiots,” he snapped, and with one final explosion, he turned to leave.

And halfway to the door, he appeared by Pain and Panic and grabbed the former by the tail and the latter by the horns.

“Is there something wrong, Your Scheming-ness?” inquired Pain.

Hades looked at the both of them with a slight smirk. “I happen to know the real reason why you guys put Persephone in that cage…” he said in a lower tone.

Panic and Pain looked at Hades. “…You do?”

“And although it was the stupidest thing you two have ever done…” He flared up briefly, then returned to normal. “I gotta say…thanks, guys. I owe ya one.” He dropped the two of them, and stared at the door where Persephone had exited from. “Besides, I think she’s starting to like me now…”

Pain stared at Hades, then turned to Panic. “Did he…just…say thank you?!”

“I heard that,” snapped Hades, flaring up even more. He turned to leave again, and again, he stopped mid-way. “BUT DON’T DO IT AGAIN!” Just like that, he vanished in a whirl of smoke.

Panic looked at Pain in awe. “Hades…Hades…just said… ‘thank you’…”

“Yeah…and to us!” added Pain.

They looked at each other, knowing that if the Hades/Persephone thing worked out….things were going to change.

Big time.


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“Zeus! ZEUS! Where are you?!!” yelled Demeter. After a few seconds a very sleepy Zeus came to the door.

“Demeter….it’s two in the morning. What can be so incredibly important that you—”

“Persephone is still missing!” Demeter cried, “Where is she?!?!”

“Demeter, we’ve looked everywhere. It seems she’s vanished off the face of the Earth,” said Hera, who had come up behind Zeus.

“Vanished off the face of the Earth?” repeated Demeter, horrified, “But—but—that’s—that’s impossible!”

“Then where is she?” said Zeus, “We’ve looked everywhere.”

“She has to be somewhere!” howled poor Demeter.

“Well, if she’s not on Earth, and she’s not on Olympus, then where could she be? In the Underworld, perhaps?” said Hera.

Demeter shook her head, “No. No, she can’t be in the Underworld. She’d never go to a place with no sunlight, and no flowers. My Sephy may be slightly unusual, but she needs the sun. She’s like a flower herself.”

“Maybe…then, maybe Hades has something to do with it.”

“He wouldn’t dare—I made sure he wouldn’t. It would be a waste of time to search in the Underworld,” Demeter said confidently. Zeus and Hera looked at each other and shrugged.

“Well, if that’s what you think…..” said Zeus finally.

Demeter nodded, and turned to leave. But then she turned back around.

“Please….search again…she has to be somewhere….she couldn’t have vanished. Please...,” she said.

She sniffled, then sadly turned and headed down the stairs for another sleepless night without Persephone.

[Hades]

Chapter XIII-- Persephone Gets a Present and Has An Odd Dream

“Well, I have to give the little twerps credit…it was a good idea, very clever,” said Hecate thoughtfully, “And it just may have helped us in the grand scheme of things…”

Menthe rolled her eyes. “Uh-huh. Great. Can’t we just kidnap her already and get this over with?” She scowled. “I want Hades!”

“Be patient!” snapped Hecate, “You’ll get what you want. Don’t whine.”

Menthe sighed, exasperated. “Fine…but we had a deal, and don’t you forget it...”


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“Hmm…” said Hades, pacing in circles by the bank of the Acheron river.

“Is there something wrong, Your Sparky-ness?” said Pain, waddling over to Hades with a frown. Panic scampered behind him.

Hades turned to them, not bothering to zap them for coming unannounced. “Where’s Persephone?”

“Locked in her room,” said Panic, “She tried to escape again.”

“She bruised my foot,” whined Pain.

Hades smirked. “I have an idea…”



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Three days later…

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“What the…?” Persephone had woken up no more then fifteen minutes ago. When she had absentmindedly placed her hand on the bedpost, she had found something odd—a necklace.

“What is this?” she wondered aloud, and picked it up. A little black crystal skull dangled from a (black) chain. She narrowed her eyes. “That jerk…thinking he’ll get me to like him by giving me cheap jewelry…” she fumed, closing her fist around the necklace and standing up furiously.

“Persephone?” said Panic, coming in her room. “What are you doing?”

“Where’s Hades?” she said.

“In the throne room,” said Panic, “Why?”

“I’ll be right back,” she snapped, and stormed out of her room.


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“Sephy, babe, long time no see…” said Hades smoothly the minute she entered, “Getting accustomed to life in the Underworld yet?”

“Don’t call me Sephy,” she said immediately, and then marched up to him and shook the necklace in his face. “What’s this?”

“Looks like a necklace,” he said calmly.

“Why was it in my room?” she demanded.

Hades smirked. “Looks like a present….ya got a secret admirer?”

“I don’t want any of your presents,” she said fiercely, “I don’t want bribes, and I don’t want you giving cheap jewelry to me thinking that it’ll make me like you! It won’t!” She slammed the necklace on the floor in hopes of breaking it. But instead…

The smirk on Hades’ face didn’t waiver as Persephone knelt and picked up the necklace. She had slammed it with a lot of force, and she was very strong (she was a goddess). Not to mention the floors in the Underworld were all made of hard stone. But the necklace didn’t have even a scratch on it.

Curious, Persephone slammed it on the floor again. And again. And again. Each time, the necklace wasn’t harmed. But…

“There are marks on the floor!” she exclaimed, stunned. But how could that be? The necklace was in the same condition it had been before she threw it.

Hades watched her, smirk still present.

Persephone picked up the necklace again, and raised her stare, looking at Hades. “What’s this made out of?” she said slowly.

His smirk grew wider. “Diamond.”

Her eyes widened. “D-diamond?” she said, faltering, “Like…the…the gem diamond? Real…diamonds?”

He nodded.

“How…how did you…” Persephone looked at him, “This must have cost a fortune!”

Hades shrugged. “Didn’t cost a thing. I made it.”

“You…” Persephone’s voice trailed off abruptly and her eyes became even bigger. “You made this?” she said hoarsely.

“Don’t say it like that; it was no biggie. I do the God of Wealth thing as a side gig,” said Hades. Actually, making the necklace had taken him three days. He had been using powers that hadn’t been used since he was a kid, and there had been a big risk the whole time that the entire plan would blow up in his face. Literally.

“You made this…for me,” she said incredulously, staring at the necklace. Ya know, once ya get past the whole skull thing, it’s not bad-looking…, she thought to herself, Kinda like Hades…
Whoa, where had that one come from?

“Hey…Earth to Persephone…zone back in, babe…c’mon…” said Hades, watching her with an amused eye.

She snapped back to reality. “Uh…sorry…did you…say something?”

“My, my, aren’t you attentive today,” he said, smirking again, “So ya like the necklace? Or should I get rid of it?”

“I…” Go on, Persephone…tell him you don’t want it…throw it at him…see if it’ll make a mark on his face… said a little voice in her head. But you don’t want to do that…said another voice, one that sounded (to her) much calmer, Keep it. You want to. Don’t lie to yourself. You love it. “I’ll keep it,” she said quietly, “Thanks.”

His eyes widened in surprise. Ok…didn’t see that one coming… “Uh…you’re welcome, babe…”

Comeback, comeback, comeback…thought the desperate first side of Persephone. And the calmer side responded, You don’t want to do that, and you know it. This time she chose to listen to the first side of her, because she was beginning to startle herself, and right now she just wanted to get the hell away from him to think about all this. “Thanks for the necklace, but you’re not winning me over, Hades,” she finally snapped, and turned and ran to her room.

Hades blinked. “Sheesh…women are harder to understand then the Oracle of Delphi…”


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“It can’t be…it can’t be…it can’t be…” Persephone repeated over and over again, as she willingly locked herself in her room and sat on the floor. That first, bitter half of her decided to chime in. You’re right—it can’t be…he’s a jerk, you hate him… The other half added its two drachmas worth, right on schedule, But you don’t want to hate him…

Persephone gritted her teeth and covered her ears. “I am going insane…”

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That night, Persephone had the strangest dream she had ever had in her entire immortal life.

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~Persephone is running, looking for something-- two warring gods. It’s too dark to see who they are, but they’re fighting…really fighting, trying to kill each other (of course they’re immortal). As Persephone steps in between them, there is a dim light and she can see who the two gods are. The one on the right is Apollo, god of light, music, poetry, and the man who she is (was?) supposed to marry. He is standing in a field of light, sunrays surrounding him as he walks, as he fights with his opponent. His opponent is Hades, Lord of the Underworld, god of wealth and her husband of now—the man who she was forced to marry.. All that stands behind him is darkness…the Underworld? But they’re fighting, and Persephone is standing in the middle of them, dead center, on neither’s side…yet. ~

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She woke up with a gasp. The dream had frightened her—the fact that it felt so real, and that she was sure it meant something. But what?

She didn’t know at that moment she was going to have quite a few chances to figure it out—she was going to have the same dream the next day, and the next day and the next and the next and the next.

[chihiro]

ohhhh.. Cryptic Dream o.o me like! ^^ -hugs Hades and Persephone- The ultimate couple~ Morrreeeee~! Please o.o -showers you with brownies and cookies-

PS. It's 3:00 in the morning and I'm on a sugar high XD Sorry if my review/post doesn't make sense XD

[Hades]

Tank oo. ^^

Chapter XIV-- Hades Gets Another Idea, Demeter is Stubborn, and Persephone's Dream Changes

Hades watched Persephone carefully as she sat on her bed and stared at the walls with a puzzled expression on her face. She had been like this for days on end.

“…Persephone?” he said, and came into the room, leaning immediately against a wall.

She twitched and stared at the floor. “What do you want?”

“…you ok?”

Persephone lifted her gaze to his face. It wasn’t false concern. He’s worried about me…

“Just a bad night,” she said softly.

“Couldn’t sleep?”

“Nightmares.” Persephone stared back at the wall, thinking of her dreams—Hades and Apollo fighting without holding back, trying to rip out each other’s throats.

Hades shifted uneasily.

Smooth-talking he did. Sarcasm he did. Kidnapping he did. Sensitivity…well…he didn’t.

But it was worth a shot.

“Ya wanna keep it to yourself, or do ya wanna share?” Hades crossed his arms, “I’m all ears, babe.”

Persephone looked up at him with a trace of surprise. “It’s alright,” she said quietly. This was just…unheard of. Didn’t know Hades could do ‘concerned,’ didja, Seph?, said the calm voice in her head, the one that was always on Hades’ side. “Shut up,” she muttered out loud.

Hades looked at her, startled. “Huh?”

“Er…sorry…” she said with a shrug, “I’m sorta living in another world.”

Hades smirked. “Yeah. The Underworld.”

Persephone looked around, as if realizing this for the first time. “Besides that, I mean.” She gave him a half-smile.

He smirked at her.

Persephone gave an exasperated sigh. “Why do you have to smirk at everything? Can’t you just smile like a normal person?”

He shrugged. “Sorry, babe, I don’t do smiling.” He desperately hoped that Persephone couldn’t tell he was trying very hard not to grab her and kiss her.

Persephone rolled her eyes, and for a few seconds they just looked at each other. The pro-Hades voice snickered at the anti-Hades voice as Hades vanished, leaving Persephone alone to contemplate everything.


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That night, when Persephone fell asleep, she had the same dream as she had been having every other night.

But instead of a steady battle, Apollo wasn’t fighting as well as he had been. And Hades seemed stronger.

Persephone was no longer standing in the center of them. She was standing, very slightly, to Hades’ side.


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“Demeter!” yelled Zeus, as he came charging through her house. He found Demeter sitting on the floor, sobbing.

“Did you find Persephone yet?” Demeter inquired, after several seconds of tears.

“Demeter, we need to talk,” said Zeus, “Now.”

Demeter raised her tear-stained eyes to Zeus. “What?”

“What’s the meaning of all this?” Zeus gestured outside.

“What?” said Demeter flatly.

“The mortals are dying, Demeter,” responded Zeus just as flatly, “Nothing is growing on the Earth and they have no food.”

Demeter said nothing, but stood up, and faced the King of the Gods with a solemn face.

“Go outside and make the plants flourish once more,” he ordered, “Because no mortals means no worshippers and we gods will not have that.”

“I will not,” she snapped, “My daughter has been missing for months on end. She was the greatest thing in my life. If she’s not here, then I’m not happy, and I can’t make anything bloom unless I’m happy.”

Zeus opened his mouth to say something, but Demeter cut him off.

“Sephy is my entire world. I cannot, and will not, live without her. And I will not and cannot make a single thing grow until she is returned to me safely.” Demeter crossed her arms stubbornly. “You want vegetation, find my daughter. That’s how it works.”


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“There’s gotta be something I can do,” Hades said, a slight scowl crossing his features. “I mean, she’s not as…hostile towards me like she was when I kidnapped her…but…”

He snapped his fingers in sudden realization. “She still feels like a prisoner! I got it!” He stood up. Pain and Panic automatically cringed.

“Go get Persephone,” he said to them, “Bring her…well…um…anywhere, actually, just not in her room. Just, like, lock her in the throne room until I say so.”

As Pain and Panic went to go get Persephone, Hades thought about how he could do this. It was going to be hard, that much he knew. But it was worth it…right?

As soon as Persephone was dragged (kicking and screaming) into the throne room, Hades vanished.

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“What are you doing?” Persephone hissed, breaking free of Pain and Panic and tumbling on the floor.

“The boss wants you out of your room,” said Pain.

Persephone raised an eyebrow and stood up. “…ok…why?”

“We….well…ok…we don’t…know,” said Panic, glancing at Pain, who shrugged.

“Great,” she said sarcastically. She began to walk around the throne room, stopping at the giant chessboard in the middle of the room.

“What’s this?” she said, inspecting it.

Pain looked up in alarm. “DON’T TOUCH THAT!” he shrieked, but she just ignored them.

“What the…?” Persephone picked up her figurine with two fingers, inpecting it carefully. The likeness was uncanny. “What is this?” she said slowly.

Panic winced. “Er…you weren’t supposed to see that…”

Her fingers closed around her figurine as she looked over the rest of the pieces. Her eyes stopped at Hades’ piece. She picked it up gently.

“These are beautiful,” she said softly, “Where did Hades get them?”

Pain twisted his tail around. “He made them,” he said uneasily.

Persephone almost dropped the pieces in surprise. “Every time I think I have Hades all figured out, he surprises me again.” She shook her head slowly, “You know, I think my mother was wrong about him…”

She studied the two pieces she had in her hands, and noticed something. The design of her and Hades’ pieces looked as if…as if when put together, their hands would join.

Pain looked at Panic. “Don’t…now, just put the pieces down…put them down…please…now…”

Almost holding her breath, Persephone joined the pieces together and set them on the chessboard.

Hades and Persephone stood hand-in-hand amidst clay monsters and gods and nymphs.

And somehow, she was sure he had done that on purpose.

But why?

[somechick]

Oooh, Hades ish a naughty dickens ! But how sweet is he? To go so far as to make Quasimodo-like figurines concerning Greek mythology and whatnot? <3

Nani: You DO have a soft side!!!!!! HAH!

[~Elisa Maza~]

That is sooooo cute! I knew Hades had a sensitive side!

[Warren Peace]

Oooeeeeeee, the figurines!!!

[Hades]

Hee hee. The sweetness gets worse... XD Thanks, guys!

Chapter XV-- Hades Does Some Redecorating and Persephone Talks to Herself

“So can I go back into my room now?” said Persephone. Her fascination for the little figures on Hades’ chessboard had worn off quickly, and now she was bored. Of course, there wasn’t much else to do in her room, but at least she’d be alone. Free to do whatever she wanted.

Strangely enough, she found herself wishing Hades was here. She kind of enjoyed talking to him. He had a great sense of humor.

What are you doing? screamed the anti-Hades part of her, Get a hold of yourself already!

“You can’t go back until Hades says so,” said Panic matter-of-factly, “And he didn’t say so yet, so you can’t go back.”

“But I’m bored,” she protested, “Shouldn’t he be, like, entertaining his wife instead of messing around in my prison cell?...er…in my room?” Every single good thought she had previously had of Hades vanished as she thought about the ideas Hades might have for ‘entertaining her.’ Whoa, don’t even go there, Seph…ew, ew, ew…

Oh, come on¸ scoffed pro-Hades, He’s not perverted like that and you know it.

Of course not, said the anti-Hades.

“He’s tryin’ to be nice to you,” said Pain, his voice bringing her away from pro- and anti-Hades, “The least you can do is be nice to him back.”

“I just wanna go home,” snapped Persephone. Do you? said pro-Hades.

Of course she does, said anti-Hades, firmly.

Persephone found herself standing up and screaming out, “SHUT UP!”

Pain and Panic froze and stared at her.

“Um…sorry about that…” She sat back down and smiled sheepishly.

“Er….right,” said Panic, glancing at Pain.

“What were you saying?” Persephone brushed her hair out of her eyes, and fingered her skull necklace absentmindedly.

The two imps noticed she was wearing it for the first time. “Hey…that’s the necklace Hades gave you!” said Pain excitedly.

Persephone smirked dryly. “Very good…do you want a medal or something? A certificate? A ribbon?”

“You like it, then?” said Panic.

She shrugged. “Ok, fine, I’ll admit it…it was very…sweet of him to make me this. And I like it. But I’m still a prisoner here, and that’s not going to change.”

“Ok babe, Alpha—I am NOT sweet, and Beta—you’re not a prisoner, you’re my wife and the Queen of the Underworld.”

Persephone, Pain and Panic all jumped as Hades made himself known.

“Were you spying on me?!” exclaimed Persephone, the slight smile on her face transforming into a scowl in record speed.

“Well, I have to keep an eye on my wifey-kins, don’t I?” Hades smirked playfully. “I don’t want you cheating on me with any of the souls…”

Persephone rolled her eyes. “You’re a slug,” she spat.

“Ooh! I like that one!” He put an arm around her. “Getting creative with our insults, are we?”

Persephone managed (with some difficulty—he was stronger then her) to get away from him. “Ya know, it’s kinda like what I said before…just when I think I have you all figured out…” She narrowed her eyes. “…you turn out to be a big jerk.”

Hades’ smirk didn’t waiver, but his mind was racing. Zeus-dammit, I’m never going to understand her!!!!!!

“Anyway…” He put a hand on her shoulder and steered her towards the door. “I have to show you something.”

Her face changed immediately. “Ok, I’m pretty sure whatever you’re going to show me, I’m not going to like it…”

He snickered. “Jeez, for a goddess who’s supposed to be all innocent-like, you have some pretty sick thoughts…” He reconsidered that. “Although…”

Persephone’s eyes widened. “I take back the slug comment from before. You’re not a slug; you’re a pig.” She briefly considered hitting him.

“Sheesh, babe, lighten up, I’m not gonna do anything. I just wanna show you what I’ve been doing for the last few hours. I was just kidding.” He glanced at her scowling face. “You need to get yerself a sense a’ humor.”

“It wasn’t funny,” she said curtly.

“This is my best material, babe…I don’t sing or dance…”

“And thank the gods for that.” She pushed his hand off of her shoulder. “Where are you taking me?”

“To your room.”

“I can walk.”

“I wanna show you something.”

“Well, I have eyes. Y’know, to see things with.”

Hades rolled his eyes. “Will you stop talking? We’re almost at your room.”

“I know,” she said with a hint of annoyance, “You’ve kept me here for three months. I know where my ‘room’ is by now.”

He pushed her to a door, and stood back, waiting, arms crossed.

She stared at it, and her eyes narrowed in confusion. “Where'd my room go?"

“This is your room.” She hadn’t even gone in yet, and already the smug smirk was spreading across his face.

“No, it’s not.” She ran a hand over the door. “What happened to the door?”

It was smoother then the rough wood that had been there before. And it was shinier.

“Gold,” said Hades, “Black gold. Go on, open up the door, take a look at the rest of yer room.”

Her eyes widened. “Black gold?” she whispered, and gently pushed the door open.

Persephone gasped.

A huge window made up one wall of the room, so that one could overlook the Underworld. Crystallized flowers in every color imaginable were pressed into the wall. The wall itself was made up of something that looked like black gold. Instead of the dingy black bed she had had for all this time, a huge golden bed (black gold, of course) stood in the middle of the room, complete with shimmery black canopies.

“My gods…” breathed Persephone in awe, taking in all the tiny details; the little flowers in the corners of the ceiling, the huge black pearly chandelier, the gem adorned border at the foot of the wall, the golden door with more crystals pressed into it.

The smirk on Hades’ face twisted into a grin.

“You…didn’t have to do this,” she said hoarsely, feeling suddenly very guilty. She had been acting like such a brat to him, and yet he did all this. For her. No strings attached.

“Babe, you’re technically my prisoner…but I don’t want you feeling like one. You’re my wife. You’re the Queen of the Underworld.”

Persephone was speechless. All she could think to say was, “If I’m not supposed to feel like a prisoner, why do you lock me in my room?”

“’Cuz you hate my guts…if I left it unlocked you’d hightail it outta here.” He smirked. “You’re welcome.” With a curl of smoke, he disappeared.

Still wanna go home? said pro-Hades.

“I…” Persephone sat on the edge of the bed. “He really didn’t have to do this.”

But he did do it, didn’t he? She imagined pro-Hades was sitting next to her, legs crossed, a smug smirk on its face. She wondered what it looked like.

“But he didn’t have to,” she said.

He wanted to. He cares about you.

He wants something, said anti-Hades stubbornly.

You didn’t even say ‘thank you,’ pointed out pro-Hades. It ignored anti-Hades, and so did Persephone.

Persephone buried her face in her hands. “Gods, I feel awful,” she groaned, “I’ve been such a brat to him. Look what he did!” She stood up and gestured around her wildly. “They don’t even have rooms like this on Mt. Olympus!” She collapsed on the bed and hung her head miserably. “And I didn’t even thank him…”

You can go thank him now, whispered pro-Hades, Something tells me the door’s unlocked…

“No way,” said Persephone, “He wouldn’t be that stupid. Right? He said it himself…I’d…I’d just run away.” She leapt up and tried to turn the diamond encrusted doorknob. To her surprise, it twisted easily and the door swung open.

Now’s your chance, Seph! cried anti-Hades, Get outta here! Go! Run! Run!

Oh, shut up, snapped pro-Hades.

Persephone ignored both and walked briskly out the door. She was still getting used to not being able to materialize wherever she wanted.


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Hades’ eyes widened as Persephone walked in the throne room. “You…you got out?” he stammered, “How…how did you…”

Persephone smirked. “You left the door unlocked,” she said, “But don’t worry—I’m not running away. Not yet, that is.”

Hades managed to regain control of the panic that had been racing through him moments ago. The last thing he wanted was her to leave. “So…then…what are you doing?”

“I didn’t thank you for re-doing my room like that,” she said.

Hades thought back. “You didn’t?....I mean…um…you didn’t.”

Persephone hoisted herself onto the chessboard and sat down, looking at him. “Thanks,” she said, “But you didn’t have to do that.”

“I didn’t want you feeling like a prisoner, babe…and that lil’ cell I had you in didn’t help things…so…y’know…”

“I just feel kinda bad about the whole thing,” she said quietly, staring at her hands, “I hadn’t actually realized it…but you’ve just been really, really good to me this entire time…I’ve just been acting all hostile and stuff.”

“I can’t really blame you…” said Hades, “After all the things your mom told ya about me…I’m really not that bad…I’m bad…but not…that bad.”

After a moment of hesitation, Persephone said something that suprised both of them. "I know."


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In her dream that night, something happened. Apollo crashed to the ground, and Hades stood tall, darkness enveloping the sunlight. And Persephone was by his side.

When Persephone woke up, she knew immediately what it meant.

The love she felt for Hades was love even Cupid couldn’t reverse.

And, although she didn’t know it, vice versa.

[somechick]

Nani: You know, how come David can't be THAT spontaneous? All he does most of the time is scratch his butt and wait for the next wave so he can surf his legs off and flaunt his muscular physique...just waiting for me to sigh like an idiot. What's he expect me to do? Roll over and beg? Not once has he acknowledged my presence without mentioning a one dollar date - a date that most likely takes place at Burger King!

How original. -_-

I'm sooo jealous, Seph. Please continue your fabulous story! Comes to show once you've got the guy figured out, you don't. Hell, a relationship should always work that way.

POSTPOST!

[~Giselle~]

*squishes the annoying Anti Hades voice*

Lol Nani.

Great chapter April. Can't wait to see more.