Chapter 4

I appeared in the throne room, before my father lounging on his throne of bones.

"You opened a giant hole in the earth?" I asked sarcastically, crossing my arms.

"None of that Jasmine." Hades scolded, sitting up straighter, "I called you here out of utmost importance."

"That being?" While I waited for his answer, I stole a sidelong glance at Persephone's empty throne. Of course it was empty, since she was in Mount Olympus now, but maybe I could just sit in it... You know, keep it warm until she got back.

"Jasmine!" My father's voice was commanding, jolting me out of my ridiculous fantasy, "Did you hear what I said?"

"Uh, no." I admitted, blushing.

He took a deep breath, as if to calm himself, "Persephone has been kidnapped. Along with that ridiculous half-brother of yours,"

He paused, and I held my breath, begging him not to say Louis.

"Nico." He finished, and I let my breath out.

"Thank the gods." I whispered, "I thought you were going to say Louis."

"I assume Louis or you will be next." He said gravely. "Maybe even myself. I need you two to go on a quest, to save the members of your family, no matter how distant." I knew he meant Persephone.

"Okay," I said slowly, "Who kidnapped them?"

"We don't know. Just that they we're both near camp when it happened. Nico was going to his meeting with Annabeth and he never came back. I assume he was taken before coming back."

"He was taken before getting there." I muttered darkly.

"What? How do you know?"

"Annabeth was complaining about how he never showed up for the meeting. It was because he never made it there. But that's beside the point, when was Persephone taken?"

"The beginning of summer," He paused, closing his eyes, presumably to block tears, "When she was going up to Demeter. But she was going to stop and see her daughters at camp first."

"Okay. You want us to go on a quest."

"Follow the camp rules. I mean, bring a third person, and ask permission. Now go."

He waved his hand at me in dismissal, and I was once again swept up in black smoke, heading back to camp. But I know what I saw right before the throne room disappeared, and it almost made me cry. Hades, sobbing on his throne, for his lost bride.