A/N; This is my version of the story of "The Abduction/Rape of Persephone." Enjoy, and RnR!

I would like to comment and say that I know, this is not the version of Persephone/Kore that people tend to like. But that's okay, since it's my version! So please, please, do not tell me that you don't like how timid or shy she is. Because that's how I've created her. Now, you can comment on any plot development-but really, don't tell me how you don't like her personality, or any other character's personality, because every character acts a certain way for a reason. Thank you, and enjoy!

***PERSEPHONE***
My life is a simple one, me being the maiden of spring and all that entails. My father, the lord Zeus, and my mother, the goddess Demeter, govern and protect me with fierceness. I live in a room off my father and my second mother's… Hera. Yes Hera. True, she can be cruel to her husband's affariés, but that is her insecurity and Zeus's own fault for almost forcing her to marry him in the first place.

They don't allow me out if the palace grounds of Olympus; much less allow me out of the gods' realm. I've never been outside these walls, and as a result I have few friends but few worries. I know of my family, the other gods, and I have met most of them. But I wish I could be free! Oh, how I long for freedom- because I'm a goddess, not a caged bird, and I should be able to rule myself.

Alas, I'm a woman goddess, a maiden who will forever be under her father's protection-if Demeter has anything to say for it. I do not know what my other parents' opinions are for I have never found it fitting to bring it up. I wear simple outfits made of pure colors; always a pastel (-isn't it fitting for the weakest goddess to wear weak colors?) and I spend as much time as I can in my gardens; yes, they are considered mine for I am the one who tends to them and causes them to grow. I know all of my three parents love me; but I feel as if they are keeping something from me such as companions; friends are something that is never around. Artemis, Athena and Aphrodite are closest to me but I rarely see them for they have other duties to perform. So my friends are the flowers in my garden. As weak and powerless as myself.

I wake early on this sunny Tuesday morning and watch the sun rise with my Azaleas. Sitting on the ledge of the fountain, I throw back my golden brown curls to admire the beauty of Helios' graceful chariot, putting the sun into the sky. Once he is finished I know I must hurry back inside so my father won't know that I've gone, and I'll change to breakfast with him and my mother Hera. I pretend to wipe sleep from my eyes as I enter the room and take my chair.
"Good Morning Persephone." My mother Hera greets me.
"Good morning Mother, Father." unlike most other gods, I have no need to address Zeus as my king or my lord. When he chose to take an equal part in raising me, he accepted me as a TRUE daughter, not just a result of one of his affairs. Hera futzes over me, like she always has. She loves me; unlike many of her husband's children. She took a part in raising me as well.
"You look distracted today, Persephone. Is all well?"
She has a worried look about her.
"On the contrary, I think you look worried. What plagues you, dear mother?" Hera's face reddens and her husband kisses her cheek reassuringly.
"Your mother is just preoccupied about a visitor we will be having this day. It's nothing. "He pauses, thinking. "Once you finish, would you be a darling and stay to the gardens today? The far side. "
"Of course, Father." I push back my chair and stand up, kissing his cheek as I skip out, my long, thin, low-cut, form fitting white dress swirling around my knees. I run directly to my favorite part of the garden, past Athena's and my maze to that fountain. I tend to my pansies; check on the beautiful sunflowers, reaching towards the sun. I sit in the edge of my intricate yet painfully simple fountain, trailing my fingertips daintily in the running water. I feel a shiver up my spine and I look behind me, seeing nothing but shadows, I ignore the feeling. It's nothing, right?

Thanks for reading, and everyone who's supported me and my story 'No one ever told me' in the past-thank you too! I love all of you, so please, RnR!

And the question of the day… which are better, in your mind-vampires, werewolves, or elves?