A/N: Story. I have normally written stories or one-shots for characters (or in this case; gods) that cross my mind, so I don't stick to one movie, television show, book, etc. I love the myth of Persephone/Hades, so I thought I would write one. If some things seem a little disbelieving, myths can be built off of myths. Please favorite, follow, or/and review!
Love. It is defined as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. For her; it can be defined as one word. Hell. Literally. He was the definition of hell.
She didn't know where the sudden affection for him had started. She remembered the first time her heart quickened at the sight.
She had traveled to Mount Olympus with her mother, Demeter. Demeter, goddess of harvest and Persephone, goddess of spring. Demeter had some issues to attend to due to the autumn harvest. She was only fifteen then. Persephone was allowed to attend the meeting, but was surprised to see Lord Hades, her uncle. He wore mortal clothes, only blue jeans, black v-neck, and black shoes. His black, scraggly hair went as far as his chin. His piercing blue eyes met hers, while his lips grew into a smirk when her cheeks started to grow beet red. At that moment, she felt her heart quicken, and let her eyes drown in his aquatic eyes.
It had been one, long, gruesome, yet satisfying year afterwards. She would be turning sixteen in a few days, but couldn't help but worry about the garden party Demeter was throwing. Her mother had always thrown garden parties for her birthday, to celebrate the birth date of her daughter. All gods and goddesses were invited. Zeus, her father usually made an appearance, but normally just glanced her way and gave her a single nod. Aphrodite and Hephaestus would come, and bid her a happy birthday, but departed soon after. Persephone never understood the way Aphrodite looked at Ares, full of lust and compassion. Whilst Hephaestus looked at Aphrodite in purity, she would never return it. Quite frankly, it bothered Persephone to know that a goddess would deceive their husband in such a manner. Apollo would come by, and often asked Persephone's hand for a dance; and then shortly after, he would depart. Hermes, on the other hand, would stay until he was one of the last three people there, including Persephone and Demeter.
Her thoughts drifted her father; Zeus. She would think of him often, wondering why he had little to do with her life, and why he hadn't been trying to get to know her. Her mother rarely spoke of him, if ever. Whenever Persephone snuck him into one of their conversations during dinner, her mother would act like she hadn't heard anything. It made Persephone angry at times, but knew she would have to accept the fact that her mother wouldn't disclose any information about their relationship.
When she visited Mount Olympus, she would see Zeus attending his responsibilities, not giving her or her mother a glance. She had no idea why her mother didn't react to that, but she knew the outcomes would either be her getting locked up in her room, or no freedom. Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother.
"Persephone, where are you?" Persephone stood from the valley's warmth and purity, and then walked over into her mother's view.
"Where were you, Persephone? I was looking high and low for you." Persephone smiled at her mother's worrisome ways.
"Don't worry, mother, I was in the valley." Demeter smiled slightly, but gave her a stern look.
"Don't wander off again." Persephone nodded, as Demeter started to lead them back to their cottage.
"Mother, may I please stay in the valley for a little longer? I will make sure I am back before nightfall." Demeter frowned. "Now Persephone, do you think it is wise for a goddess of your age to be alone?"
"Though, mother, I could bring an Auloniad, to see that I am unscathed. Oh, please mother, as you recognized, I am growing and mature, so surely I am allowed to go to the valley before sunset." Persephone didn't want to use her mother's words against her, but she wanted to go exploring more than anything. She knew she would bring her best friend; Satera, often called Era by Persephone. Satera was daughter of Pan and Arethusa. She had the being of a nymph, and nymph of nature, purity, and selflessness.
"Very well. If you are not back before sunset, I promise you that there will be consequences, Persephone." Persephone smiled, and skipped back to the valley. There, she found Era sitting in the green grass, filling her nostrils with the aroma of the beautifully and exquisite blossoms.
"Era?" Era turned around and gave her a smile that could enlighten the entire world. She stood, and walked through the pasture with Persephone.
"How did you talk your mother into letting you come to the valley three hours until sunset? You must have driven her mad with your begging. You have always had a habit of getting what you want." Persephone smiled warmly.
"No lying took place. I said I would stay in the valley for a bit longer. I said nothing about not going elsewhere." A mischievous grin spread across Era's face. "I take it that we have spent about three minutes in the valley, so I suppose we can go elsewhere." They made their way into the forested area, and talked.
"Can you come to my garden party this year? Ares is supposed to be there." Persephone grinned evilly, and Era gasped in terror.
"Persephone! You are not to repeat that out loud again, do you understand the consequences that will have!? My mother would banish me from her life, and I will probably want to die of embarrassment!" Era smiled devilishly, and added, "and don't think I haven't noticed your new… 'infatuation' towards the King of the Underworld. What am I forgetting? Ah, yes… God of the Dead and God of Riches. Should I carry on, because I am just getting to the good part." Era laughed at her discovery. Persephone shot Era a glare, but that made her laugh even more; if that was possible.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop…" It took Era a few seconds to calm herself. "Good. Come on, why don't we go into the lake?" Era grinned, and nodded.
They both dove into the water, both bear-feet. Era had a white silk dress on, and Persephone had a emerald gown-like dress all getting drenched in the cool lake water.
They played, and had 'water' fights. The sun became lower and lower. They got out, and climbed trees, not paying attention to a bright light coming down towards them. All of the sudden, a golden chariot with horses attached to it made itself to the ground. Persephone and Era climbed down, accidentally scratching some parts of their dresses.
Apollo gracefully climbed out of the chariot, radiating heat off of him.
"Apollo, my lord, what did you need?" Persephone and Era smiled warmly. "I was coming to tell you that it is almost sunset. I suggest you go to your mother before the sun falls. Who knows, maybe you'll have an extra minute or so." Persephone grinned, taking the hint.
They said their goodbyes, and the girls made their way back up to the valley, still a little wet.
"Bye Era."
"See you later."
They went their separate ways, while Persephone made her way to the cottage. When she entered, she was embraced in her mother's strong and protective arms.
"I thought you forgot about your deadline." Persephone smiled and pulled back. Demeter scrutinized her daughter, and then frowned disapprovingly. "I take it you wandered into the forest." Persephone's smile faltered, and nodded. Demeter threw her hands up, and started a well-known 'do not wander off' lecture.
"Do you know how many unknown creatures there are in those wretched woods? Not to you getting lost, or-"
The rest of their night was normal, but Persephone was to go to bed two hours earlier than she would have normally had.
The next few days were normal, but Demeter became more and more frantic about the garden party. Persephone already knew who was coming:
Hephaestus, Artemis, Athena, Era, Zeus, Poseidon, Ares, Hades, Aphrodite, Hera, Apollo, Dionysus, and Hermes.
One day when Persephone made her way back to her cottage, she caught sight of Hades. Hades? She hadn't expected him to come up from the underworld until the garden party. She smiled, but the smile soon faltered. She saw Hades and Demeter; kissing.
A/N: I know Hades and Demeter are brother and sister, and I also know Demeter doesn't like him in the myths, but like I said; MYTHS CAN BE MADE OFF OF MYTHS. Sorry for any grammatical/punctuation errors. I didn't have time to proof-read it!