PERSEPHONE'S POV
I was a child when I first met him. Naive and young and carefree, bright and life and curiosity brimming over the cage my mother had built arround me. I was, someone else entirely. But enough reminiscing, time for my story. Our story.
(Time lapse because I can)
I was the first time I had ever been to mount Olympus. It was more beautiful than anything I had seen on earth, or in my dreams even. The courtyard was filled with chariots and bright flowers and gods and goddesses meeting each other and laughing. Music poured out from golden doors and it was everything a child could understand and place at amazing, awe inspiring, and breathtaking. Before the chariot my mother Demeter and I were in had even landed, I (much to Demeters dismay) had already leapt from the chariot and ran up the marble stairs.
"Haiya Sephy! I didn't think you were coming," Hermes swept down to fly next to me.
"Hermes,you have to help me get back at Alexiares and Anicetus. It is a complete emergency!" I add for effect.
"Well Seph you've come to the right man." He says boldly.
"Hermes, you couldn't be a man if your life depended on it." I counter "But I will take you help" I say laughing. Suddenly I spot who I'm looking for.
"Morpheus! Why have you never sent me dreams of this place?" I call out joyfully to the tall God. He turns and smiles in return. I feel a tap on my shoulder and turn to see the laughing faces of Iris and Nike.
" HA! I told you she would come!" Screams Nike. Iris defiantly crosses her arms. "Never bet against the goddess of victory!" She continues, ignorant to Iris's mocking face. I almost fall over laughing at how she manages to mirror Nikes movements perfectly. Phobos and Deimos arrive and we all make our way into the great hall. Hermes pulled me aside
" Phobos said they are most afraid of hades. I rearranged the seating so that Alexiares and Anicetus are seated on either side of him." He whispered.
"What? If Hades finds out he'll kill us both! And they're going to annoy him TO DEATH" I hiss
"Well he doesn't need too much help on that front. It's two birds with one stone!" He hissed
back.
"Shouldn't you both be finding your seats?" A new voice chimes in. Hades looms above us. Speak of the devil and he shall come.
"Y-yes shouldn't we, Sephy?" Hermes stutters out. All I can do is nod. We run off and take our seats across from the unfortunate-three-in-question. Hades sees his seat and his already pale complexion drains of all color whatsoever and goes rigid. The boys walk in laughing but cease so quickly the choke on their own lost words. I nearly fall of my seat with concealed laughter, so Hermes has to hold onto my arm to keep my from actually toppling down. Hades eyes scan the room for the evil doers and his gaze almost immediately falls on me. I know he knows we did this. In a flash of boldness I smile sweetly and bat my eyelashes mockingly, only causing his temper to rise more. He takes a seat and the meal goes "without incident" besides of course, the aftermath of Hermes and my prank.
About two hours later we all move into the courtyard for what I've been dreading; dancing. Phobos and Deimos took turns dancing with me and Hermes eventually stole a dance. Just as Hermes and I were finishing dancing, Hades walks over.
"May I steal you for a dance, milady." He coos, faking a gentleman like pose, smirking. And then because fate just loves mocking me, a slow song begins. But I wouldnt have him thinking me a coward.
" Of course milord." I say, curtsying. He smiles at my boldness. He takes me to the middle of the floor, and I refuse to notice the stares from the surrounding gods and godesses. I can't help but notice how amazing he dances. He really is quite good. At the end of the dance he leans down and whispers in my ear,
"Mark my word darling, I will get you for that." And he presses something into my palm. He walks back to his chariot and flies off. It's not until I get home that I see what he gave me, and I don't think there are any words to describe how much I regret ever taking that necklace.