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Ok, this is based on a Roleplay that me and my friend have been doing.

We all know Hades, god of the underworld. But what would happen if we revealed a little someone…? a daughter perhaps?

Sorry if this sucks, but I couldn't help but post it up ^_^

It might have nothing to do with the real facts of Greek mythology, but hey, don't correct me please. it's a Roleplay between me and a former friend. She played Hades and I played Sarella.

The small form of a girl could be seen on her knees in a vast voluptuous garden, the bright colors of the plants, flowers, and fruits contrasting oddly with the dark blue cloaked form of the girl.

At a closer look, an unrolled piece of parchment was plainly set down in front of the child. With a furrowed brow, the girl tried to comprehend what she was reading. 'what does this all mean?' 'how does this work?' she pondered in obvious annoyance.

With a huff, Sarella chucked the scroll into bush three feet from her. She then stuffed it down in an attempt to hide it. She was just about to leave the garden when she noticed the ground beneath her start to shake. With a sinking feeling in her stomach she waited for the inevitable rawr of the Lord of the Underworld.

Sure enough, in a gust of billowing black cloak, Hades breezed into the room with a clear purpose. When he spotted the bane of his existence, he stopped approximately eleven feet away. "Sarella…" he said in a dangerously low voice, "May I ask, what you are doing in your mother's garden?" he asked, although he actually wanted to demand if his daughter knew the whereabouts of his scroll.

Sarella pursed her lips for a moment as she contemplated a way to respond, hands clasped behind her back as she rocked back and forth on her heels. "I-I wanted to…I mean- I was just a-admiring mummy's flowers…" she finished with as much of an innocent look she could muster.

Hades took a slow calculating step toward Sarella, arms crossed firmly over his cloth covered chest. "While I am currently in your presence, I suppose there's no harm in asking if you've seen my scroll?"

"No, Daddy" the girl said, trying not to sound timid. "I haven't seen any scrolls…" she said in a suddenly small voice.

A glimmer of disappointment flitted across the powerful god's eyes for a moment before clearing by steely resolute. "I hope you are telling the truth, Dear one. For I shall be very upset with you. And you know what happens when you lie" he said, letting the threat hang in the air for a moment.

A pout came over the young girl's face, knowing very well what punishment her father was talking about. She really should of just admitted that she had the scroll, but found she couldn't. How could she possibly admit to sneaking her way into her father's bedchamber to rummage through his personal belongings, in hopes of finding something of entertainment? '

Should she just admit now and hope he wouldn't be to angry…?

ABSOLUTLY NOT!

Hades was watching his daughter grimly, he had given her a fair chance to come clean to her 'crime' and instead she had blatantly lied to his face. A spark of anger settled itself around him when he came to understanding with this.

"Sarella…" he said slowly, "You do realize that my eyesight is working quite perfectly?"

"Yeah…" the seven year old replied just as slowly, "So..?"

"And that the cream color of parchment, does not easily blend in with the dark green of a shrubbery?"

"Yeah, but wha-" All color suddenly drained from her already pale face as she suddenly came to terms with what he was talking about.

After taking three steps closer to his daughter, the scroll in the bushes began to glow ominously due to his presence. With a glare in the direction of his fear filled daughter, he snapped his fingers and the scroll flew into his outstretched hand. "Now then-" he started, before being suddenly interrupted.

"Well, I guess you found it, Ill just get going then and visit Cerberous now.." And with that Sarella ran for the opening that led back into the palace's corridors.

"SARELLA!"

The sounds of bare feet skidding to a halt could be heard.

With a sudden turn Hades found that his daughter was a good seventeen feet away. How dare she think she could get away with something like this? And then have the nerve to leave his presence while he was speaking to her?

With eyes glowing with pure anger, he stormed over to deal with his brat.