Daughter of Chaos: The Beginning Rewritten!

Prologue

Zoey's POV

Souls passed the front desk of D.O.A studios. My nephew threatened to throw some souls into the river of Styx. Mortals passed by in the upper world. I watched as souls were judged and taken to their new 'home'. The images shimmered and started to fade. I resented them. No, I was jealous of them. They all had a chance to live a normal life. Mortals always edged away from her. They sensed that she was dangerous. Or the males who had no brain cells gaped at her and tried these stupid lines on her. She hated their weird looks from them. I wanted to be accepted and to live a normal life. I have the exact opposite of it.

I stared into the Water of the Earth, a gift from Lady Hera so I can watch people from afar. My facial image appeared. My dark blue eyes were dull and lifeless. My waist length black hair had no glimmer like it used to. I hated my rose petal lips and round cheeks. I wasn't proud of my features. It reminded me of the mother I never knew. I angrily lashed out at the water making it slosh on the ground.

Someone tsked at my actions behind me, "You do know that water of the earth only shows you what you want and people blood related show up much easier than people with no blood relations…why don't you try to see your mother?"

I turned slowly gritting my teeth and spat at my half-nephew, Hermes, "Why would I want to see that ridicules whore who abandoned me to fend for myself at age 5?" He shook his head and raised his hands as if to defend himself, "Don't murder the messenger, I'm only saying it's true. Despite of my step-mother being a bitch she does know a lot more about you than your father does…"

I inhaled a breath of air then releasing it, "You said you're a messenger right now, so what do have to give me?" He raised an eyebrow and turned his head towards the wall and pretended he was pouting. Naturally George and Martha came to his aid.

Lord Hermes ignore her rudeness!

Hermes don't you dare start sulking!

Stop pretending and give her the letter already so we don't run into her father again!

Zoey do you have any rats?

He groaned and looked at me with pleading eyes and said, "Why do you torture me with your heartlessness?" Ouch he's hitting home a bit too close home! I narrowed my eyes at him and stood. I turned my back to him and walked towards the never ending looking wall and before I moved to my third step I felt cool arm wrap themselves around my waist.

That bastard dares to touch me! I grabbed his arms struggling to put them somewhere I could voice my complaints, he said, "Can I please stay like this for a while? I never get to see you because you're so busy and whenever you're free I'm busy." I dropped my arms and stood there while he placed his head on mine.

Wow can you say a bit dramatic? I thought. But it feels nice…nice to know that someone cares about me…someone who cares about me…

I turned in his grasp and to his shock, hugged him back. Silently he started to cry whispering, "I just want you to value you mother while you have her…" I felt a pang of guilt as he said that. Of course! I'm a imbecile for not realizing it! He wishes his mother was still alive and he wants me to value mine now that I'm on the path to immortality!

You're probably wondering who I am right. Well to go all cliche, I'm Zoey Mason, patron of the balanced of the gods, princess of the underworld gods and goddess, demigoddess heir of Chaos (father of all the gods), soon-to-be-immortal and forbidden daughter of Chaos.