So, here is my little blurb of apologies. Sorry guys, my school workload really got the best of me. Luckily I had time to quickly journal all my ideas. So here's my twist on Hades and Persephone's second little moment of infidelity. And I'd like to just thank Shikigami No Mai, xphoenixrisingX, Morzan's Elvish Daughter, S058, Guardian Izz and CheshireGrins for the faves, alerts and reviews that keep me willing to share my ideas!
Thinking of You
Comparisons are easily done
Once you've had a taste of perfection
Like an apple hanging from a tree
I picked the ripest one
I still got the seed
Although she knew Hades had never wanted to lay a hand on Menthe, nor did he ever even think about it, Persephone could not help but be bothered by the fact that Hades almost fell into Menthe's trap. For whatever reason, it was almost as if he did adulterate against her. She knew he did not. She knew he would never. At least she hoped she was correct. She looked at the box Aphrodite had given to her, and felt a sudden angry need to kick it. But why do something so petty, as to kick a box, Persephone wondered. The whole Menthe fiasco was totally done with, anyways. She looked at the box, once again.
"Hey, Seph, do you mind watching this for me?" Aphrodite came into the Underworld and offered her a small box.
"Of course, Aphrodite." Persephone took the box into her hands and cradled it close to her abdomen. "I'll protect it with my life."
"Just…don't open it okay?" Aphrodite said in a hurry, and rushed off.
'Why can't I open it?' Persephone thought. She picked up the box and opened it. A glow of bright, white light poured out from the box. Persephone dropped it and shielded her eyes. In another room, Momus, god and personification of mockery, and Apate, goddess and personification of Deceit also noticed the amazing glow, and shielded their eyes. As soon as the light dissipated, the two ran to the room, "Momus, Lady Persephone was in there." Apate gasped.
Momus stared incredulously at his sister. "Apate, do you really think I will fall for that?"
Apate sighed and ran to the room. She stopped and gasped, holding her position. Momus shrugged his shoulders and slouched to his sister, "Okay, Apate, I'll bite." As soon as he got to the room, he noticed an astonishingly handsome youth in the Queen's presence. Momus stepped back and ran off to search for Hecate. She would definitely know what to do. Apate started off after her brother, but turned back to look into the room. She watched the moment between her queen and the strange youth. He was toned and muscular, like a god, but she could feel, he was not. He was only made to seem like one. He posed in front of Persephone, displaying his showcase body. When she did not react, he simply strutted up to her and got down on one knee. Apate moved into the shadows and concealed her aura, to ensure she would not be caught spying.
"Adonis," The youth said, and kissed Persephone's hand. "And you, beautiful Lady?"
Persephone stared at Adonis. The way he kissed her hand made her hear beat rapidly. She wondered if it was wrong. And Hades was not around. He was up in Olympus, tending to something between his brothers and himself. She was not invited; she was a mere woman, according to her father's words. She answered him. He took in a breath and pulled her close. Persephone's cheeks flushed. A strange feeling began to bubble in her gut. She felt it before, around… Hades. Surely, she could not love this new stranger so quickly. Persephone pushed him off. "Insolence. I am the bride of the Lord of the Underworld himself, Hades." Adonis blinked at Persephone, a clueless gaze on his face. Persephone crossed her arms and shook her head. She looked sadly at him, then got up to walk away from the youth.
You said move on
Where do I go
I guess second best
Is all I will know
Hecate came running to the room where Persephone was. "My Lady, Momus- " She could not finish as he Lady cut her off mid-sentence.
"If it is about the figure in that room, be rid of him, Hecate." Persephone pushed onward, making her way to her room. Her own personal room. Hecate turned and entered the room. As she did a youth pounced to her feet and took her hand. "Good evening, beautiful," He bowed in front of her and with a flourish fell to one knee and kissed her hand. "I am Adonis. Might you honour me with your name?" His suave voice flowed like melted butter. It was a low baritone voice that sounded like music in the form of a man. Any regular mortal girl would have instantly softened at the very melody.
But as she was not a regular girl, rather the goddess of crossroad, witches and ghosts, Hecate stared blankly. "Hecate." She answered, plainly and simply.
"Ah, Hecate, what's in a name—"
"Look, I don't have time for this, clearly, you angered lady Persephone, and I must discard you at once."
"I beg you Pard—"
With a quick blast of power, Adonis was easily transported. Unfortunately, he was suspended mid-air above a building. Also, being a mortal, gravity did impact him. "A-A-AH!" Adonis landed at the temple of Aphrodite, who also screamed as she pulled a chiton over her chest. The beauty lifted her eyes and looked around to see the object that had fallen from her ceiling. What was so big that it could come crashing through her pillars of stone? After locking onto the object, Aphrodite pulled herself together.
"Adonis!" She gasped, now wrapping it around her chest. She ran too him and shooed away any priests and priestesses. She took him and pulled him to her, cradling him in her arms. She transformed her shape into that of a human- which was not much different, just smaller – and held him to her chest. "Adonis? Adonis! Why are you here? I thought you were-" As soon as Adonis came to, he pushed himself out of her arms.
"In a box? Yes, Aphrodite, I was in a box, a box you trapped me in, and I cannot bear to look at you." The melodramatic youth said, and crossed his arms. Aphrodite, pulled her long, wavy tresses over her right shoulder, and ran her fingers through them. She looked at Adonis. He was at one point a baby she had found by a Myrrh tree, and felt pity for him, but as soon as he grew up, she realized how marvellous he was. His looks came close to rivalling her own. She was glad she felt no bond to Hephaestus, or else she would never take him in. She smirked to herself, knowing she took his precious virginity. At the thought, she flung the tresses back over her shoulder.
"Oh? Do not forget Adonis, not only did I raise you, but I am your lover."
"I disown as my lover." She stated. Aphrodite turned sharply at him. Eyes, burning with jealousy and heart racing with rage, Aphrodite could almost feel his neck in her angry fingers. She could almost imagine wringing his little neck. Aphrodite inhaled a big breath to calm herself; or at least to feign relaxation. "Indeed?" Adonis nodded, like a child, it reminded her of her own now fully grown children. She picked herself up and scooted close to him, pulling her arms around his toned waist. She nuzzled his muscled arm, and breathed a luscious, sweet sigh. Any regular man would have fallen for the trap, but Adonis was greatly scarred by her previous actions. "Oh, my dear Adonis, forgive me, love."
"No."
"Fine," Aphrodite raged. "If not I, than whom?"
"The Lady…"
Persephone turned at the reverberations of her name. Aphrodite stormed in, scantily clad as always. This did not help Persephone's bad mood, at all. She answered Aphrodite calmly, "What?" Aphrodite came face to face with Persephone. Although Persephone was a great deal smaller, their powers equalled out.
"You opened the box?" The goddess of love grabbed Persephone's arm and yanked her close. Said goddess pulled Aphrodite's arm off and stepped slightly back. She knew what she did was wrong. Aphrodite specifically said, not to open it. She had been gifted with such a responsibility, and she abused it. She did feel slightly guilty. She remembered the gentle way Adonis cherished her small hand and kissed it. Immediately, her thoughts ran to her husband.
"Yes, Aphrodite. I opened the box. And I apologize." Persephone wished Aphrodite were not so over reactive. She would have given a nicer more sincere apology, had Aphrodite simple asked nicely. But she was so harsh; Persephone could not help but add the slight amount of venom to her answer. Aphrodite tensed her arms close to her sides. Anger burned at her cheeks. Her usually rosy blush disappeared into the pollution of wrath. Her love-red hair flowed with the swirl of angry energies.
"Yeah- Well-" Aphrodite sputtered. "Apology so not accepted." Persephone was taken back. She knew Aphrodite to be vain and somewhat resentful, but she did not think Aphrodite would ever reject an apology.
Persephone pushed her face into Aphrodite's. Spring and Love met in a death match. "Why not?" Persephone hacked.
"Because of you," Aphrodite pushed forward. "Adonis, over there, has fallen for-"
Persephone held her place, staring dubiously at the lovely goddess. She inquired for the truth, but Aphrodite insisted it was true. Since then, it was agreed that Adonis had to stay 1/3 of the year with her.
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
Persephone sat at the gates and waited for the return of her husband. She twirled her hair around her finger. It was a habit formed when she got nervous. Persephone had her topaz hair down and flowing. Some of it cascaded over her shoulder. Her emerald green eyes shone with anticipation. She wore her best chiton, and some jewellery she knew Hades would be pleased to see her in. She touched her palm to her heart. It was in a gallop. She could hardly believe she was called the Iron Queen in that moment. Persephone crossed her legs; the white chiton was fluid like water whenever she moved. After around fifteen minutes – which felt like an hour – she saw Charon the ferryman's boat come into view through thick fog of steam emanating from the River Styx. As Hades stepped off the boat and onto the shore, Persephone ran to him and jumped into his arms.
"My Lord!" She hung on his shoulders. "I've missed you." Balancing on the tip toes of one leg, Persephone pressed herself into Hades' chest. As pleased as he was to have his wife rejoicing in his return, Hades was somewhat confused. She was mad at him previously, for the whole Menthe thing. He returned her embraced and pulled her chin up to him, closing off a sweet kiss. Persephone smiled up at Hades, and pulled him closer.
After the intimate moment they shared, Hades hated to break up the passion, but he was very curious as to why Persephone was so affectionate. "Love, what is with the sudden affection?"
Persephone met his look, but suddenly averted her gaze to a peculiar spot by his foot. He hooked his fingers under her chin and pulled her eyes back into his. Emerald and Amethyst connected in a swirl. Persephone lunged back into Hades' arms. "It just happened. It just happened I don't even know how. It's my fault, I'm sorry." She cried. Hades looked at her, once again, extremely confused. But his mind began to piece it all together.
"Persephone…" The goddess of Spring placed her fingers on his lips.
"Please," she began. "Let me explain."
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
Adonis followed Persephone around, like a puppy, she, on the other hand could not appreciate his affections any less. It had already been a few months since he arrived and she argued with Aphrodite. Of course, Zeus had to problem solve in the spur of the moment, as he was still busy with his brothers. It took much persuading on Persephone's part not to tell Hades. Her father eventually agreed, in order for him to get back to his duties. He decreed that Adonis would spend a year in the Underworld, a year with Aphrodite and a year as he so chooses. "Adonis, it is almost time for your choice. I ask you, where do you want to go?" She stopped in front of him. Adonis opened his mouth to answer until a shadowy figure appeared behind the Queen.
"Uh, above… with Aphrodite."
Persephone's lip quirked upwards. "Perfect. You must go Adonis, I grow weary."
The shadow behind her began to form into a cloud in front of her, the cloud becoming one shape, then diverging into two. Out of the two clouds formed Moros, the god of impending doom, and Eris, the goddess of chaos and strife. Ever since they worked together against Menthe, the two had become almost inseparable, almost as much as Thanatos and Hypnos. "Thank you both, so much." Persephone sighed. "Her gets so annoying."
Eris laughed, "I could only imagine, my Queen."
"Indeed," Moros snorted. "He talks non-stop."
"Far too much about love for my fancy, I almost appeared to him, before your signal."
"I know, I've had to listen to his non-stop talking, and thanking me." The Iron Queen groaned.
It had been sometime, and Adonis still followed Persephone like a lost kitten, although more out of fear of the Underworld Deities than devotion to her. Persephone could sense that he was beginning to pine for Earth, and his beautiful mistress. However, she admired his undying commitment to his cause. She envied how dedicated he was towards his cause.
Watching his attentive attitude made Persephone long for her husband's return. She wished he would hurry up and come home, to warm the Underworld. She wished he would return and hold her close.
As Persephone finished, she looked at Hades, whose face looked disbelievingly at his wife. "Truly, love?" He asked. She nodded and crossed her heart. Her last resort was to bat her beautiful eyelashes. Sure enough, Hades fell for that. "How peculiar." He straightened and put an arm around Persephone. "I really must admit, I am thoroughly shocked." Persephone leaned into his hold, and held his chest.
"As am I, husband."
As the couple entered their palace, they were greeted by the wife's new pet, Adonis. "Milady, Milady, Milady! ... Who…"
"Adonis," Persephone began the introduction. "This is my husband, Hades. Say hello." Adonis obeyed and politely said hello. Hades looked him up and down then turned to look at Persephone. He opened his mouth, but shut it, knowing that should he say anything nasty, Persephone would be angry. So instead, he nodded then pulled himself and Persephone to the throne room. Persephone locked her arms around her husband's waist, but turned to look at Adonis, who had an empty look in his eyes. 'Perhaps, he is missing Aphrodite.' Although pity temporarily held her, Hades was back with her that is all that mattered.
Apate and Momus were walking by and noticed Hades was back. They immediately ran to him and bowed, welcoming back home. He looked to them, and nodded his acknowledgement. It was nice being back home in the Underworld, with the exception of the newest addition. He dismissed the two siblings then turned back to his consort, to ask how long he would stay. Much to his dismay, the youth would have to stay there for one last month and then he was off to Aphrodite again.
You're like an Indian summer
In the middle of winter
Like a hard candy
With a surprise center
Dealing with Adonis for the last month was a terrible pain for Hades. He had to listen to the youth talk non-stop about his undying love about not one, but two women. He slouched on his throne with a palm on his forehead, massaging his temples. Where was Hecate? She was the one he decided would 'escort' Adonis. Actually, he really just wanted her to take the boy off his hands. As he waited for the goddess of Crossroads, he saw his wife enter. Adonis instantly stopped talking and looked towards the goddess of Spring; which slightly irked both the goddess and her god. Hades held his hand out for Persephone to take, and she gladly took his hand and allowed herself to be led to her throne beside him. She sat on the black ebony throne and looked down at the pitiful Adonis, staring blankly where she once stood.
Hecate entered in a cloud of mist. She bowed before her lord and lady and then turned to Adonis. "Sorry for my tardiness, Lord Hades." She took Adonis' arms and led him out of the throne room. "Boy –uh, er – Adonis, we must leave the lord and his lady alone, they have business to attend to." Adonis just nodded, his steady eyes glued to one spot. 'Oh yeah,' Hecate thought, 'He's got it bad.'
How do I get better
Once I've had the best
You said there's
Tons of fish in the water
So the waters I will test
Momus looked at his sister. He did not know why he was so close to this one, after all deceit and mockery. 'That just makes me the loser.' Apate stared blankly at nothing. "Apate, what ails you."
Apate shook herself out of her personal trance. "Nothing ails me, Momus."
Her brother shook his head, he knew her much better than that, and he although she was very good at tricking others, he could read through her emotions. It was a gift that helped him feel others' humiliation. But he could feel something else emitting from her, but he was not quite sure. What it Oizys? Did she tell Apate something distressful? Or perhaps Moros came by and upset her. 'Nah, none of us ever truly hurt each other.' He sat by Apate and put a comforting arm around her. Apate let her head fall in his shoulder and she closed her had gone back up to be with Aphrodite. Everyone in the Underworld let out a sigh.
Moros leaned back, his hand supporting the back of his head, and his legs propped up on the dinner table. Beside him were Eris and Thanatos. Beside Thanatos was Hypnos who was also beside Morpheus. Across from them was Oizys, Lyssa, Nemesis and Hecate. Even Charon was there, and he never took breaks. They all called him a workaholic. They all basked in the silence, if only for these moments until Moros had to destroy it. "I thought he would never leave." But his voice was not disturbing. It was nice to finally talk as a family.
"Lyssa feel so angry. Lyssa want out."
Nemesis nodded. "Indeed, we all felt that way too Lyssa."
"Nah, you wanted him out, we," Eris pointed at herself, than pointed her finger between herself and Thanatos. "We wanted him dead."
"Yeah, but you know who would be so sad if you did." Oizys indicated. "I would know."
The siblings sighed. It sucked to actually love each other. Just then Apate and Momus walked in. "Hey kiddies." Morpheus greeted. "What brings you two over?"
"Looked like a family reunion." Momus greeted, "And we felt left out." Morpheus laughed and beckoned them over. Eris looked at Apate, who seemed awfully quiet.
"It is always a family reunion. We're all always down here." Hypnos responded. "You two are just in your own separate world." Oizys chimed in.
He kissed my lips
I taste your mouth
He pulled me in
I was disgusted with myself
Up above, Aphrodite watched as Adonis made a crown of flowers. She smiled and let her cherry red hair sway in the breeze. It was nice to have such a handsome youth with her. But she needed his love. She flipped some of her hair over her shoulder and got up off her perch. She locked her hands together and stood behind him, smiling. "Adonis." She called. He ignored her. She sang once more, "Adonis." He still paid her no heed. "Adonis!" she turned him around, with her goddess strength, and increased her size so she was a whole four feet taller than him. He looked at her with an apathetic look.
"Aphrodite, I told you, I love you no longer." He tore his gaze from her.
"Yes, you do Adonis." She started, "I know you do. Don't you think the goddess of love can feel your love?" She shrank herself back down to a human size. "You're just torn between the two of us."
Adonis looked at her and nodded sadly. "I know it's hard, sweetie, but I can make it all better. I can make the hurt go away." She wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close to her. He would belong to her once again. No goddess of the Underworld would ever take away her man. She already lost once; she would not ever lose again. Adonis returned the embracing, searching for comfort, before he knew it, he had already fallen in her trap. All it would take is a couple of shed clothing, and one night, and Adonis would once again belong to her.
Persephone sighed sadly. She lay in her bed with her husband. Hades had an arm around her waist. The other wrapped underneath her neck as she held it in place. She sighed again, which prodded her husband to ask why she seemed so melancholy. She shook her head. He knew something was bothering her, so he began to stroke her waist. She buried her back closer to his chest. Why did they waste their time together sleeping, anyways; she wondered. She looked around their grand bedroom. It was so dark and open. The only colours were gold and black. She smiled, however. It made her feel regal and powerful, and in the Underworld she was.
Persephone turned at the sound of her name. "Oh no." She groaned. Adonis had heard of her arrival back on Earth to be with her mother. She was not here to be with him. Demeter asked who the handsome young man was. "Nobody, mother." She returned to picking planting bulbs and spring flowers. She was dressed in an off-white chiton. A sash of flowers wrapped hung off her shoulder and around her waist. Her mother made it for her. Demeter watched curiously as a handsome young man approached her daughter. The goddess of agriculture was never one to snoop, but this man had piqued her interest. So, instead of returning to her work, she pried at Persephone even more.
"Kore, are you sure dear?"
"Persephone," She corrected, and earned a look from her mother, "And yes, he is nobody."
"I beg to differ, dear, he seems persistent in gathering your undivided attention." Persephone looked up at her mother than to the spot Adonis was previously at. He waved a bushel of flowers around and did an awkward dance. Persephone pushed her face into her palm and groaned inwardly. Just how much longer would they have to put up with this foolishness, she wondered. Without a word Persephone heaved herself up and made her way to Adonis.
Cause when I'm with him
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
Upon finding where Adonis was, or who he was visiting, Aphrodite decided to make a little journey herself. She gathered her chiton and, of course, only covered the essentials. She stormed down from her heavenly abode in Olympus down the small cabin that was Demeter's.
Persephone looked up and saw the fiery red hair of the goddess of beauty. She smiled to herself, readying for whatever Aphrodite could lash out. True, she was not in the Underworld but her umbrakinetic and necrokinetic we honed and well intact. She was quite confident in her ability to beat the goddess of sex if she really had to. Adonis continued his little splurge and his arm movement were just about everywhere. Persephone grabbed his wrist and pushed it down, maintaining eye contact with her striking adversary. She smiled as Aphrodite glared, 'This should be fun.' Her sadistic traits beginning to appear as a flow of mysterious aura spread the fields.
It was this aura that called Demeter's attention. She immediately dropped all she was doing and went to her daughter; she would do anything to prevent the Underworld's influence from fully overtaking her precious Kore. Once she arrived the two goddesses were already in each others' faces.
"He does not love you."
"He loves me, we spent the night together."
"Everyone spends a night with you."
Aphrodite shoved Persephone back. The smaller goddess stumbled backwards and whipped out here hand. A swirl of purple aura began to formulate in her palm when Demeter came charging in. "Kore!"
"Mother!" Persephone pulled her hand back. "Mother I-" The spring goddess knew just how much her mother hated seeing her use her powers from the Underworld. Honestly though, what good would a shower of flowers do against Aphrodite?
Demeter looked shocked, "Kore, I am appalled." Aphrodite let out a snicker. "And you, you get back to your shimmering palace in Olympus. How dare you come to pick a fight with my daughter."
Now the small goddess laughed as the red-headed goddess gaped at Demeter. "Fine, but you should be honoured by my presence." She huffed and gave a graceful twirl on the balls of her feet. Her slightly pink chiton flowing behind her. "Come Adonis."
"My daughter's lover stays."
It was Persephone's turn to gape. "Mother! Mother, Mother, He is not my lover." Demeter turned to her daughter and pat her arm.
'Could this day get any worse?'
You were the one
Who was spending the night
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into
Adonis sat in his chamber weaving together a bunch of roses. Aphrodite leaned against his door post and sighed. When had she ever lost a lover to another, never. She crossed her arms and looked at Adonis' toned and muscled back. How could Persephone ever have his heart, with her average topaz hair, and her emerald eyes, her pale skin and her dreary homes. She pushed off the post and turned to the hallways until Adonis coughed. "Aphrodite," His voice was low and sultry. It sent shivers down the goddess' back. She turned her head to him. "There are for you."
She turned back to him and walked over to the man taking the crown of roses. As took them, he pulled her into his arms and pressed a harsh kiss against her. She smiled against his lips and held his muscled arms. "I thought-"
Adonis tapped a finger on her lips and closed in on them again. "I have missed you." He gathered her in his arms and pulled her to his bed.
"Yuck, how can you view this?" Thanatos asked Atropos, the third Moirae.
She smiled up at him and snickered. "I see everything, Thanatos."
"So you get free shows of everyone."
"Basically."
Thanatos stopped and thought for a moment. "Do you…"
"No."
Persephone sat in her bed feeling slightly bothered by the outcome of the day. How could her mother do that to her? How could Aphrodite come in and do so? And worse yet, how could Adonis betray her so. After all she sacrificed, all she had given him, and there he goes. He just runs off with Aphrodite after a quick flip of her hair and flying kiss. Persephone huffed and crossed her arms. She refused to give in. Soon, summer would be over and Adonis would be back in the Underworld again.
Down in the Underworld Hades felt equally bothered. He was very concerned with Adonis' return. It was not that his wife devoted so much time to him, but Adonis was quite a distraction. The female goddesses were not enamoured by him, but they were bothered. And one thing that all the Children of Nyx definitely inherited from Nyx, is her mighty temper. Not only was it hot, but it was quick. She would not stop to think about her actions or the consequences when she was angry, she would do and simply let it happen. So would Nemesis, Thanatos, Eris (her especially), Lyssa, Charon, even Hypnos, Morpheus and Oizys would unleash some form of annoyance. Whenever any of them felt the least bit bothered by Adonis, Tartarus was unleashed in his palace, and he did not appreciate that. Although he missed his wife, for the first time in a a decade, he dreaded her return.
You're the best
And yes I do regret
How I could let myself
Let you go
And so, summer had come to its end, autumn was falling over the earth. It was a rainy day. Demeter cried as her daughter had to, once again, leave. Persephone smiled at her mother and gave her a long tight embrace. Behind her, Hades leaned against a tree, eyes averted from the scene. He preferred not to look at his younger sister. After a peck on the cheek from Demeter, Persephone ran to her husband and held his arms tightly. She smiled up at him and they exchanged a small, chaste kiss. They looked back at Demeter. Persephone gave a final wave, Hades nodded his farewell. His eyes then moved to the boy behind Demeter. He felt his stomach drop as Adonis came to them. He looked dejected. This would not fare well with his wife.
In the Underworld, all the lesser deities gathered in front of the gates awaiting their beloved lord and his lady.
Eris sat with her legs crossed. She played with her chiton. Moros and Thanatos were playing a sort of hand game she was not sure off, and Hypnos cheered for Thanatos, as Morpheus cheered for Moros. Nemesis talked with Oizys and Lyssa. Momus and Apate stood together as usual watching their siblings. Apate was unusually quiet today. She was not always like this. Usually Apate was loud and obnoxious all the time. None of the siblings but Momus thought far into it. He wondered if it was because Apate hated Adonis that much. Perhaps she was so disgusted by Adonis, that she shrunk away into her own quite world, just to avoid his speech. Perhaps she was disgusted by Adonis, that she shrunk away into her own quite world, just to avoid his speech. 'Yeah, that's it.' He thought.
"They here!" Lyssa announced jumping up pointing out at the River Styx. The sibling then lined up, males on one side, females on the other. Charon rowed to them and stopped in front of the gate. He bowed to his lord and lady. The stepped of the boat and bowed to their followers, who bowed in return. Eris and Moros then stepped out and pulled open the gates, where Cerberus bound to his master's wife. Persephone ran to the giant dog, and pulled his middle head's muzzle into her embrace. Behind them, Adonis got up, and was about to step off, until Charon put his oar in front of the boy's feet. In graceful tumble, Adonis fell forward, face first. The deities snickered and laughed at him, whereas Persephone and Hades paid him no heed. He pushed his head off the dirt and looked at the sovereigns of the Underworld. How could they be so cruel? He looked back and glared at Charon, who simply gave him a dirty stare from under his hood.
Now the lesson is learned
I touched it I was burned
Oh I think you should know
The day passes by uneventfully, in the eyes of Adonis. All he did was sit there and watch Persephone help judge souls, and when they were on break he watched as she and Hades, well mostly she flirted and the exchange kisses.
In Persephone's eyes it was quite a good day. She listened to the souls of the dead tell their accounts and judged between the liars and the honest. She had fun listening to some of the elderly souls retell age old stories of their young lives. And when the gates closed, and she and Hades got a slight break, she would always flirt with him. She would toss her hair, entice him with whispers that were not meant to be shared, bat her lashes and lean close to him, and once in a while he got hold of her and hw would sit her on his lap, to share a passionate kiss.
And Hades was in agreement with Persephone. Contrary to popular belief, he rather liked listening to his new citizens life stories and sending certain people on their way. Nobody was too difficult to deal with. The thieves and lawbreakers usually knew their place in Tartarus. Those who fought back, were usually pushed or gathered by Thanatos or Rhadamanthys. And during their breaks he enjoyed Persephone's banter. Although he never gave away what was truly happening, he always did get slightly… Anyways, whenever she came in close he would always snatch her, and pull her into his lap. He loved the sound of her giggles as he manoeuvred her down and pulled her into a mini-romancing.
The day continued on in this pattern and two of the three quite enjoyed it.
Finally it was time to rest. Hades lay down in their bed, reading the reports Hermes had for him. Persephone sat beside him, brushing her topaz hair. The silence was comfortable. Persephone liked looking at Hades' wavy purple-black hair. She loved how it framed his face nicely. She enjoyed looking at his concentrated smoky grey-black irises, and how they were so focused. Apparently, he felt her gaze and looked up at her, then smiled. She put the brush on their bedside table and crawled into his arms, cuddling into him. Everything was perfect. Her pillow- which was his chest- was comfortable, her mattress was soft, yet supportive, and her blanket was thick and downy. How could she not enjoy herself? Everything was perfect; until she heard a shriek from Adonis and an evil laugh from Hypnos. 'I didn't even know Hypnos was capable of being mean.'
Persephone looked up at her husband, whose eyes had shut tight, obviously hoping to ignore whatever was going on out there. She poked his chest. He did not stir. She poked his chest again. Nothing. She tried for a third time, which earned her a sigh. "What, wife."
"Shouldn't you…"
"He is not my responsibility; in fact I recall that he is yours."
Persephone pouted at her husband. He clearly knew that she would pout at him, and when she pouted, she had him wrapped around her dainty fingers. His eyes were still shut tight, avoiding the pout which would manipulate him. "Fine." She huffed and snuggled into his chest. "But if one of your urns is broken…" That got him. Hades got up to check on the boy.
Life with Adonis was purely torture. "I have never used my powers so often on one person." Moros complained. He munched on pita dipped in ambrosia, both brought buy his queen. Beside him, Oizys, who tore and nibbled her pita. She chewed slowly, then swallowed.
"Nor I." She sighed. She hated using her powers on people. When she used them, she also got sad.
Moros gobbled down the pita he had before reaching for another one, dipping it into the ambrosia once again. The sweet, thick gold substances dripped from the pita back into the pot as Moros suspended it over the container, allowing the excess to flow back in. When only a dribble was left, Moros held it to his lips and bit the corner. "I didn't even know you had powers like that."
Last night, Adonis kept asking Oizys questions she preferred to leave unanswered, however he kept questioning. She ran to her sister Lyssa, who tried to distract the annoying youth. The attempt worked for a while, but Lyssa also got flustered and went searching for her sister. However, being the good sister she is, Lyssa remained by Oizys' side and both endured the wrath of annoyance. Finally it got to the point where neither could handle and Oizys blew a flame of blue-white fire on Adonis. It did not burn, but it filled him with an empty sadness.
Today, Oizys regretted what she had done, but felt slightly encouraged by her elder brother's chortle; slightly.
For the next two years, this continued. Adonis spent two thirds of the year with Aphrodite and enjoyed every blessed minute ravishing her with his affection. The rest of the year was in the Underworld with Persephone which he no longer enjoyed. His love completely disregarded, if not unattended. How could he enjoy his time there if he received no warmth? Also, the lesser deities were absolutely malicious towards him. He never did anything intentionally malevolent to them. If anything he was just beaten around because he was mortal. Over a period of two years his time was divided between his two loves.
Until one day.
On beautiful summer day, Persephone weaved a necklace of narcissus flowers and forget-me-nots for her husband. Her mother tended to a patch of squash for a farmer somewhere far off. Persephone took this time to invite Hades over for a small lovers tryst. She weaved the final narcissus into her necklaces as two arms wrapped around her waist. She giggled and leaned into her husband's hold. He nuzzled the crown of her head and smelled her flowery perfumes. The narcissus and forget-me-nots had also woven there scents into her hair. He left a trail of kisses from her head down to her neck and up to her cheek. She giggled again, and put the necklace over his head. Unlike what most believed, Persephone remained the same in the Underworld as she was on Earth. If anything she was slightly happier in the Underworld. The only reason she was called the Iron Queen was mainly due to her extreme devotion the laws of the Underworld. She simply likes structure and rules.
As the two shared a platonic moment together, talking and embracing, Aphrodite attended to some business affairs that she had previously neglected and allowed Adonis to run off hunting. While he was out, she warned him not to contest against a beast that shows no fear. He agreed and went off.
As he was on his hunt, he came across a, enormous wild boar. It was titanic. The largest boar he had ever laid his eyes on. He had his eyes set on his prize. The boar noticed the hunter and was instantly enraged. Without knowing, Adonis had fallen into Ares' trap. Ares the jealous lover of Aphrodite had morphed himself into a wild boar and waited for Adonis to be enticed by his hefty size. As soon as Adonis tried to strike, Ares ran into a wild rage and pursued the boy. Before he knew it, Adonis was brutally mutilated - some rumours even said castrated – by Ares. Adonis soon died of a loss of blood.
"You know, I hated the guy and all but, harsh." Nemesis put her hands on her hips as she watched the fountain which showed and foretold any mortal or immortal's past, present and future. Atropos smiled her calm, refined smile.
"Blame Clotho. She chooses how one dies." Lachesis pointed at her sister with her rod.
Clotho feigned surprise. "Me? Goodness, no. I would never appoint something so brutal."
Nemesis laughed at the three Moirae. Her laughter gradually died as a thought dawned on her. Adonis has just been castrated. Because he has been castrated, he is losing plenty of blood. And when a mortal loses too much blood, they die. When they die… "Oh…no."
I am thinking of you
Thinking of you
What you would do if
You were the one
Who was spending the night
"Oh, no." Persephone pat Aphrodite's shoulder. The love goddess had her head on Persephone's shoulder as she cried. Actually, she was wailing. At this point all that could process in Persephone and Hades' minds were; "Oh, No."
Persephone came to the Underworld a little bit earlier that year. Upon her arrival she found many stares. Instead of the enraged and angered faces she thought she would find, she came to confused, perplexed, and bewildered stares. Hades took her hand and helped her off the Ferryman's boat. Uncharacteristically, Charon himself got down and joined his siblings. Hades and Persephone were led to the throne room by a silent, mystified Morpheus. "M-my Queen, did you know about…"
He shoved the great doors to the throne room open. Inside the throne room, Adonis and Apate shared a loving embrace. Persephone and Hades' eyes darted from each other, to the deities to Adonis and Apate. Of course they had known, the others did not?
"Morpheus, gather your siblings."
"Uhm, we're all actually here." Nemesis said from behind them.
Hades looked behind him then turned to Persephone and nudged her. The queen looked up at her husband. He motioned behind them, and so she looked behind her to see the crowed of Underworld deities. Everyone was there. Hades took his wife's arm and pulled her close. "I think we owe them an explanation." He whispered. They looked behind them once again. Everyone from Eris to Lyssa was there, wondering, curious as to what went on between Apate and Adonis. Finally Momus, the brother closest to Apate spoke up.
"My lord and lady, not to be rude but, I do believe we deserve a bit of an explanation."
Hades and Persephone exchanged one last glance. "Yes," The Queen of the Underworld responded. "I suppose you do." She then turned to Adonis and Apate and cleared her throat. The lesser goddess and mortal male looked up at finally realized the crowd that had gathered. "Apate, Adonis….May I?"
Adonis looked somewhat puzzled, but Apate broke out of his embrace and bowed to Persephone. "Of course, my queen."
Persephone then turned her back to the lovers and faced the crowd. "Well,…"
Oh I wish that I
Was looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
Looking into your eyes
When Persephone opened the box, a dashing, muscled young man burst from it, and radiated a beautiful light. Just after Adonis came and kissed Persephone's hand he saw behind her and fire-haired woman. The colour reminded him of his love on earth, Aphrodite. He stared at the beautiful goddess and she stared back. It was Apate. Since then Persephone agreed to help Adonis win Apate's heart during his 1/3 of the year stay. Even when Hecate escorted Adonis out of the throne room, the spot he steadily focused on was where Apate was hiding to look at him. He was extremely infatuated with the goddess of deceit. Ever since, she had Hades and Hecate in on it. She assumed Hecate would inform her siblings. What she had forgotten was Hecate was staying on the moon for the while. This whole time, she was playing Eros of the Underworld. This whole time, Adonis was not inquiring about her, but about Apate.
A unanimous "Oh," resonated throughout the grand hall of the throne room. Apate was left twirling her hair blushing like an idiot.
Momus wrestled his way out of his siblings' crowd. "Apate, why would you not tell me?"
Apate shrugged her shoulders. "I knew you would never believe me." She smiled. Momus was about to argue back, but after a quick thought, he realized, she was right, he would never believe her. All was right in the Underworld again. For the first time in history, a mortal soul and a goddess found love in one another. The siblings dissipated and did their own thing. Eris and Moros went back to dealing turmoil and chaos upon thieves so that they may be caught. Thanatos went off to retrieve the souls of those whom Atropos had just cut the strings. Nemesis went to take a nap somewhere, and Momus as well took a nap. Charon returned to his duties, Oizys went spreading her misery and Lyssa… was just Lyssa.
That night Hades cradled his wife in his arms and touched her head with a small kiss. Persephone cuddled closer into his embrace and pulled him into her own sweet kiss. Their lips mingled in a tangle of pomegranate and ambrosia, a snack they had both eaten before sleeping. Persephone pulled away, tittering at her husband. Hades propped her up and looked into her eyes, "What?"
Persephone inhaled a deep breath. She let it out a swift puff. "Nothing, but…. Can you believe the mayhem that love caused?"
Hades chuckled. "Why, yes. Yes, I can Kore." His wife cocked a brow up at him, giving him a good 'what do you mean' stare. "You caused quite a commotion when you first arrived."
Persephone pushed off him, though it barely parted them. "I did not." She nestled in closer to him once again. "But, you know what will?"
Hades glanced down at her. "Who?"
"When she finds out," Persephone sighed once again. "Aphrodite."
Hades sniggered. He huddled Persephone deeper into his arms again, earning a small titter from her. It was these small conversations and this small banter that relaxed him the most. But at the moment, he craved something that he knew the goddess of love and his own goddess of spring would approve of. He whispered his needs into her ear. She smiled and gave him a teasing grin. She pulled his face close to her own. Before their lips touched, she breathed a sultry breath, "I love you, Aidoneus."
Hades smiled is own dark, mischievous smile. He pressed his lips against hers, ravishing her with a passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Persephone once again whispered, "I love you, Aidoneus."
"I love you too, Kore," He kissed her forehead again. "I truly, truly do." And that started of a night of wistful passion.
Oh won't you walk through
And bust in the door
And take me away
Oh no more mistakes
Cause in your arms I'd like to stay
Again, sorry for the long update wait. I hope this one isn't so terrible. Again, creative and constructive criticism. If you want to flame and waste your own time, whatever. Anyways, if no one gets it, Thinking of You was kind of supposed to be from Adonis' poit of view, I just did not want to change Him her because that would give it away, and I was lazy. I really hope people actually enjoy this. I have like... four more to finish. I have a whole journal dedicated to this series.