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The dark Lord Hades was in a terrible mood. He was returning to his lonely kingdom after the annual meeting of the gods on Olympus. Hades despised going to these mandatory get togethers. They began as a way for the twelve Olympians to find advice for some problems that arose. At the start of the world there were many problems that needed to be resolved. As time wore on things ran more smoothly but the meetings continued to occur year after year. Hades saw no need for them and despised them.
He did not belong in the marbled halls of Olympus. The temperature dropped ten degrees when Hades entered the room. He always wore his black armor and stuck out against the white robes of the other deities. His chiseled features and black hair and eyes clashed with the bright soft features of the other gods. He was not a welcome visitor to Olympus and he knew it. Zeus was the only god who felt anything but hatred or fear towards the dark form. So as I said before Hades hated Olympus with a burning passion.
As soon has the dreaded gathering was over Hades bolted from the palace. He did not want to return to his cold home but he had to get out of Olympus. Hades walked briskly to the river Styx where he knew his faithful boatman, Charon, would be waiting for him. Rounding the corner he beheld a raven-haired beauty dancing in a field filled with wildflowers. Hades froze in his tracks. She was breathtaking. Hades had never seen anyone with such beauty in his entire life. Not even his fair niece, Aphrodite, was as gorgeous as the woman he was looking at now.
Hades had to know who this young woman was. He drew nearer to the unsuspecting maiden. She continued her dancing, oblivious to the dark lord coming closer to her. Just before Hades opened his mouth to speak,the lovely lady collided right into his chest. Gasping, She whirled around to see what she had run into.
"Oh, I am so very sorry. I was not watching where I was going. My mother tells me I should pay more attention."
"My lady, it is I who should apologize. My name is Hades."
"I am Persephone."
"You are Demeter's daughter," the girl nodded her head, "I was not aware that Demeter had such a lovely daughter."
Persephone blushed prettily and giggled softly. "And you are Hades, King of the Dead.", she returned.
"I am", he bit out harshly, "I prefer not to be called by that title"
Persephone stared at her feet sensing her blundering error.
"Do you spend much time here?", Hades asked.
Persephone launched into a long discussion about flowers and the sunshine and everything that she loved. The two of them talked for hours. Suddenly they heard a loud shout calling Persephone back to the palace. It was becoming quite dark.
"I enjoyed talking with you Hades." Persephone said softly with an air of disappointment.
"And I you, lady"
"Will you come back to the surface again?"
"I will find a way to meet with you again."
"Good bye", Persephone whispered and began running off.
"Persephone, wait! Do not tell your mother or anyone about our little discussion. They cannot know."
Persephone nodded her head in understanding and lifted her delicate arm in a farewell.
"Good bye" Hades whispered under his breath to her retreating form and then he turned to return home the happiest he had ever been.