Chapter 1
It was pitch black from where she was standing in the enchanted woods that surrounded her house on the isolated island of Crete at midnight. The only sense that still retained its ability was sound. And a good thing to for Persephone was sure that if she could not hear then something dreadful would surely happen.
"NO! I can't think like that. Remember what Ares told you, Persephone, about what to do when hunting. Clear your mind, take a breath, and listen," Persephone thought to herself angrily.
Suddenly she heard a twig snapped to her right, and saw the black outline of a man shoot off into the forest. Without a moment's hesitation, Persephone shot off straight into the forest pursuing her quarry like any skilled hunter would. While racing through the forest weaving in and out of trees, Persephone almost lost sight of her mother's intended rapist.
"For without doubt my mother was exactly who Zeus wished to sedate his never-ending lust with on this secular night," Persephone thought, anger nearly blinding her vision. Unfortunately, it had always been that way. "Whenever Zeus got bored of his wife, Hera, he would always come looking for my mother."
Persephone and Zeus race into a clearing in the center of the forest.
"Ancient friends help me trap my foe so that I may banish his evil from these tender forests. Reveal him. Move. And cut off his exit," Persephone whispered to the trees, commanding them to do her will.
Upon hearing her command the trees began to converge all around them in order to block off any means of escape. Zeus shocked by the sudden disappearance of the path before him stopped running, and without hesitation took to the skies evading Persephone's revenge.
"You are not welcome here," Persephone screamed up at him, shaking with anger.