A/N: Guess who's back? Back again! Nyx is back, with a new fanfic! ...That doesn't rhyme. Anyhow, I recently watched Wrath of the Titans and couldn't get the movie out of my head, instead I ended up shipping Zeus and Hades even more. Of course, the directors had to utterly crush my heart by killing off like half the characters and including way too much Hades angst. So obviously I had to write a fanfic to fix my broken feels. I know it's quite short but I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Wrath of the Titans (or Clash of the Titans), if I did Zeus would still be alive and he and Hades would be kissing it out somewhere. Nor do I own the song Call Me by Shinedown (which I recommend you listen to because it is AMAZING).

Wrap me in a bolt of lightning
Send me on my way still smiling
Maybe that's the way I should go
Straight into the mouth of the unknown
I left the spare key on the table
Never really thought I'd be able to say
I merely visit on the weekends
I lost my whole life and a dear friend

Hades watches with sunken eyes as his brother's strength seeps away and he collapses completely, his last breath escaping him and turning him into dust, his remnants swept away by the wind. And though his expression betrays nothing, Hades feels a part of him dissipate along with Zeus, he feels the pain of his brother's loss clawing at his chest and he turns away quickly, a stinging feeling building behind his eyelids as he suppresses a yell of frustration and pain. He can't allow himself to break down, not here, not now. So he straightens and puts on a blank mask, nodding once to Perseus- who mercifully lets him go despite their history, a feat Hades can't help but admire- and summoning the last remnants of his strength, transports himself back to the Underworld.

And only when Hades is back in the Underworld- funny that the place that had been his prison for so long now served as a refuge- only when he is alone again, alone with the darkness and the shadows, only then does he allow himself to let go. Agony washes over him like a heavy torrent of acid and lava as the truth finally settles: Zeus is gone. His brother is no longer alive. And he helped kill him. He is the reason Zeus is dead.

A broken cry rips itself from his throat as the phrase pounds endlessly against his skull- you killed him, you killed him, you killed your own brother- and Hades twists around sharply, lashing out at his surroundings with a blind rage; tearing, burning, pillaging and destroying until there is nothing left. Nothing but dust and shadows. Drained, Hades slumps awkwardly to the ground, his hands barely managing to keep him in a sitting position. His breathing is heavy and labored and his vision swims out of focus, his armor is torn and broken and he has gashes and cuts all over his arms and torso. Not that he minds particularly, the pain is a welcomed distraction.

Something wet runs down his face and hits the floor. Instinctively Hades raises his hand to his cheek to wipe away the blood, but his hand doesn't come back coated in red. Instead, the trace of a tear glistens on his finger tips. Hades stares with wide eyes at his hand, momentarily stunned. Crying. He was crying. But no, that couldn't be possible, he couldn't possibly be... gods never cried. Hades especially, he was the lord of the dead after all, the god of the Underworld, ruthless and cold, in fact many thought he could not feel at all. And yet...

Zeus.

Hades can't hold himself back any longer, he feels his will crumbling and all of a sudden his pent up fury is gone and his powers are wasted. His plans, kingdom and family lie in tatters and it is all his fault. A sob escapes him, and then he is crying, really crying, great sobs racking his body and gasps that could have been words escaping his throat without his permission. So he cries, he cries for the death of Poseidon- another murder he was responsible for, another family member he had hurt, he cries for Hephaestus who had been his only friend and had gotten banished for aiding him, he cries because he is alone again and he cries for Zeus. Zeus, who sacrificed himself so that he would live, who still loved him after eons of bitterness and violence, who had expressed his remorse for his many wrong doings even as Hades stood scheming his downfall. He cried until he was exhausted and couldn't cry anymore.

"I forgive you brother..." he murmurs, repeating what he had uttered at Zeus' bedside before the final battle, "I forgive you. But do you forgive me?"

I finally put it all together
But nothing really lasts forever
I had to make a choice that was not mine
I had to say goodbye for the last time
I've said it so many times
I would change my ways, no never mind
God knows I've tried

Call me a sinner, call me a saint
Tell me it's over, I'll still love you the same
Call me your favorite, call me the worst
Tell me it's over, I don't want you to hurt
It's all that I can say
So I'll be on my way, so I'll be on my way
So I'll be on my way

A/N: Stay tuned for the next chapter and don't forget to leave a review!