Disclaimer: If in the real books, I don't own them. And if the real Mr. Porea stumbles across this, sorry. Underlined dream.

CHAPTER ONE: I MISS MY FRIEND

"Wait up!" A voice yelled at me.

I turned around and saw my friend, Athena Artemis Dionysus Chiron- don't ask me about her name. "Hey,"

She caught up with me. "What's up, Death?"

"Athena, death isn't up- the sky is," I finished our little joke.

Athena was laughing but then she changed into something different- literally.

I screamed as she became clear.

"What's wrong, Death?" She wondered, her voice now ghost-like.

The scene changed completely. Instead of the front porch that was in front of my house, we were in a dark place, sorta like a cave. I saw ghost-like figures floating around us, some trying to grab my clothes and myself. A throne appeared that seamed to be made out of bones- human bones. A male was in the throne. He was almost as pale as Athena had changed into, raven black hair hanging loosely over his eyes which were cold. His robe seemed to be made out of spirits itself.

Athena turned and bowed to the man, her skin turning pale as snow, which was paler than the man's skin, her smile vanished.

Not knowing what to do, I bowed down at him too, figuring that if I didn't, I may be in trouble.

"You may rise." He said voice even colder than how he looked.

Athena and I stood.

"Athena, it seems you have done me some good after all." He turned towards her as he spoke.

"Thank you, Lord Hades." Athena replied.

I knew better than to shout out "Hades?!" I stayed quiet.

"And Death," Lord Hades turned towards me.

"Yes, Lord Hades?" I muttered, slightly scared.

"Don't be scared." He stated as if he knew I was. "I suppose you don't know why you're here, do you?"

"Um...No, Lord." I admitted.

"Do you know what happened to your friend here?" Lord Hades wondered.

"I know that when she was supposed to come back from her trip with some others that she didn't." I quoted.

Athena blushed slightly, changing from her white, pale state.

Lord Hades chuckled to himself. "True, that did happen. But I suppose that you don't know how that mark got on your left hand, do you?"

I glanced down and found this: άδησ. Translation: Hades. "No, Lord. I don't know how,"

Lord Hades smirked. "I could tell you..."

"Lord!" Athena snapped. I didn't think that was good to do that...

He held up his hands. "Now, Athena. I was going to tell her. It seems I did that." He said the last part in a joking matter.

"Why, Lord?" I asked.

He glanced upward. "It seems Hypnos' 'magic' is wearing off."

Athena waved at me. "See you later, Death."

"W-" I began.

Quickly, they faded out and my room faded in.

I sat on my bed and turned my head to the calendar. On the twelfth was a small pool of fresh blood. I entered the bathroom.

Wait.

I backed out of it and stared. The twelfth was the day Athena was supposed to come back from the trip and today was the twenty-first. Nine days since she was due back. I touched the blood to make sure I wasn't dreaming about that part. Yup. That was real. I grabbed a swab before the pool dried up and covered one end with it.

Placing the swab into a small container, I told my mom I was going to the foster care.

"Sure. Go. Whatever." Was all I got from her as she sipped her coffee.

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Panting and wishing the foster care was closer than it really was, I saw Mr. Porea walking in.

"Wait!" I shouted.

He turned around and looked surprised to see me. When I was next to him catching my breath, he said, "Death, what are you doing here? You know Athena isn't here no matter how hard you want her to,"

I held up the container holding the swab. "I... found... blood... on my... calendar... on the... box of... the... twelfth... I think... it's Athena's..." I panted.

"What?!" Porea quickly grabbed the container and opened it. He smelled the blood on the swab. For a slightly old man, he could tell whose blood was on anything. "I may look like an old man but I'm not." He muttered. Now, how did he know what I was thinking? " στυξ! It is Athena's!"

"I also got a dream about her and the Greek god Hades." I stated.

" στυξ!" Porea repeated. "Tell me it inside,"