Hey guys!
Sorry for not uploading sooner, I've had a lot of things to do (namely assignments and practicing for my diploma).
It's been what, four months? Ah, I procrastinate too much!
ANYWAYS...
Without further ado, I present to you (teehee, unintentional rhyme!) CHAPTER FOUR
~Leela~
Kore/Persephone's POV:
I woke up the day after yet another party with yet another pounding headache. Last night had been ANOTHER repeat of the 'Ares ordeal' as I had dubbed it. The stupid idiot had tried to make another move on me. This has to be at least the twentieth or maybe thirtieth time he has tried to get into my pants. Naturally I was exhausted after getting Ares to back off, so of course I did what any other normal Olympian God or Goddess would do: drink. Of course I didn't drink just any old wine, I drank Dionysus' special divine madness wine or as he named it "Jibbly Juice". Yeah, don't ask why. I slowly dragged myself from my bed and peered into the mirror that was placed in the corner of my room. I looked shocking. My hair was knotted up and tangled, my skin was all sticky (from wine I presume) and my once beautiful sky blue dress was crinkled and had random pinkish purple splotches scattered everywhere. I sighed and started cleaning up. I summoned a bath tub and started removing my clothes while the water was filling up the tub. I slowly dipped my foot into the water to check if it was the right temperature and after it was of an acceptable temperature, the rest of my body followed and I began scrubbing and washing.
After finishing my bath, I slowly stepped out of the tub. As I reached for my robe, the door burst open revealing my mother and a very large group of immortals. I stood frozen for a second before screaming and flinging my robe onto myself. "MUM! What in HADES do you think you're doing?" I glared at her totally infuriated. I could feel my face turn completely golden (because immortals have golden ichor, not blood) and I turned my best death glare on my mother. There was a shuffling coming from the back of the group and Hades stepped forward. Oh gods. "Hello again, little flower. Fancy seeing you here…" He drawled, winking seductively at me. Or at least I THINK he was trying to be seductive… Ichor rushed to my face and quickly spread down my neck, arms and the rest of my body. In an attempt to ignore the uncomfortableness of Hades' comment, I glared at the rest of the group of males that had been with my mother and bellowed "GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF MY ROOM YOU PERVERTED IDIOTS!" The Gods that had been previously ogling my body and practically undressing me with their overimaginative minds quickly snapped out of their lust induced trance, glanced at my hopefully outraged and murderous facial expression and dashed out of my room as if they had been going for gold at the Olympic games that were held in Olympus every year. That is of course with the exception of Hades who simply loitered out of my room like he owned the place and even had the audacity to blow a kiss in parting! Swoon. Wait. Hold on. SWOON?! "I must be going crazy... I mean come on; I'm mentally swooning!" My inner voice chastised. I shook myself and turned to glare at mother, crossing my arms over my chest in the process. I noisily cleared my throat and narrowed my eyes at mother. She in turn put on her "I didn't do anything wrong! I'm SOOO innocent!" look. She skipped over to me and reached up to pinch my cheeks and cooed "Aw were you embarrassed my little pumpkin? You're still a little itty bitty baby, there's nothing to be embarrassed about!" I scoffed and pulled my cheeks away from her pincer like pinch. I'd like to see her try to not be utterly humiliated when fifty or so gods see her in her birthday suit! "Mum, you DO know you're absolutely crazy, right?" I sighed, dragging my fingers through my hair (a hard habit to rid myself of). Mum stared at me in a what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about sort of way. "Um, Kore dear? You DO know that immortals can't go crazy, right?" I just rubbed my temples and sighed, exasperated. "Mum, in case you didn't know, that was my attempt at sarcasm. Obviously my attempt fell on unappreciative ears." She just muttered an 'Oh' and nodded her head pretending she understood as she left my room. Ah finally, quiet and privacy…
Hades' POV:
3 Days Before – the 24th of July
I had been relaxing after a rather filling breakfast on my favourite divan when it had arrived. My chance to win her heart; and by her, I of course mean that absolutely DEVINE goddess that goes by the name Persephone. Cue girly sigh. My chance to meet (yet again) with Persephone came in the form of an invitation carried by Hermes. He had knocked on my door and burst in full of drunken foolishness, but he probably was like that all the time anyway. Hermes had giddily told me that he had also been invited by Demeter to her house, but for reasons unbeknownst to him. I had to call him back to hand me my invitation, as he had giddily skipped out of the room like a giggly schoolgirl and forgetting to deliver my invitation while he was at it. I opened the carefully tied up scroll and read the contents. The invitation said:
Dear: Hades, Lord of the Underworld and Ruler of the Un-dead,
You have been cordially invited to the party of:
Lady Demeter, Goddess of the Harvest
on the 27th of July to [privately] celebrate the ascension to immortality of the goddess
Lady Persephone, Goddess of Flowers and Life.
Time: Noon
Address: The cottage in the field, Enna
RSVP BY: 24th of July
-Demeter
P.S. Gate crashers will NOT be tolerated
From the looks of it, Demeter had filled out a standard invitation template, apart from of course the post-script that she had messily scrawled at the bottom of the invite. I checked the calendar on the wall; today was the twenty-fourth! I roared in outrage and quickly sped off to compose a letter to Demeter to inform her I was coming.
This was one event I could not miss out on.
The 27th of July
The day had finally arrived! I quickly dressed myself in my best peplos and sped to the dock at which Charon, my ever faithful boatman, was waiting at. Jumping into the boat, I urged Charon onwards to the entrance of the underworld so that I could make my way to the surface and teleport to Demeter's cottage. You see, my kingdom prides itself on its tight security. We have a strict 'no teleporting in the Underworld' rule which is reinforced by Hecate's various curses and traps. Let's just say that if you are crazy enough to try and teleport in the Underworld, you'll be facing a fate worse than condemnation to Tartarus for eternity. And that's just putting it mildly. A small beam of light appeared and gradually grew in size as we drew closer to the entrance of the underworld. I was shivering in anticipation as I practically leapt out of the boat after paying Charon his fee. I took a deep breath before concentrating my energy into teleporting into Enna. When I arrived I took a moment to admire the beauty of Demeter's residence. The gentle summer breeze was gently caressing my face and the warmth of the sun shone brightly on my face. I didn't require any protection from the sun now as I had gradually built up my resistance to its rays over the past years (I'm slightly tanned now!). Bright flowers surrounded me and off to my right I saw a field of wheat and other stuff that I couldn't identify. Glancing around, I tried to look for any sign of Demeter or, if I was lucky, Persephone. All I could see were endless fields of flowers stretching out as far as the eye could see. Desperately trying to find at least some sign of the cottage, I continued to vigorously scan the landscape for perhaps a tiny dot on the distance that would probably be the cottage. I almost collapsed in relief when I finally spotted the small square on the horizon that was Demeter's house. After hastily teleporting to her house, I rushed to the door hoping that I wasn't late. After all, it was already midday – chosen time of meeting. Bursting through the door, I was greeted by a crowd of shifty looking gods. In the middle of all these men was the hostess, Demeter. "Hello there! Glad you could make it on time brother!" She waved cheerily at me. "Well come on, don't be shy! Come sit next to me!" She beamed at me with what seemed to be genuine joviality and patted the seat next to her. I manoeuvred through the crowd of jealous gods, their burning glares boring into the back of my head. As I seated myself onto the couch, I got a chance to look around at the rest of the people at this so called 'ascension to immortality party' and decided to sort out the guys from the girls. Guy, guy, guy, oh my god a woman! Oh wait that's just Eros. Guy, guy, guy….
After thoroughly scanning the room for any signs of female life forms, I had to admit that this party consisted of only males. And very hot blooded males too. You see, I had been so kindly gifted with the talent to read minds and I couldn't help but stumble across a lot of very dirty, albeit hilarious, thoughts. I came across one young god who was practically boring holes into a certain door which had a sign that read "Persephone's Room – KEEP OUT!" This young man was having thoughts such as I bet she's naked in there… followed by, if possible, a mental drool. Yeah, just a continuous droooooooooool….
I can't believe I am even remotely related to these idiots.
Demeter called my name, bringing me back into the conversation she was having, or attempting to have, with me about… gardening. Yuck. "So Demeter, when are we going to actually see the ever so honoured goddess that this party is actually for?" I butted in casually; just as she was just about start ranting about harmful pesticides. She blinked at me for a couple of minutes before regaining her composure. "Oh, you mean KORE, right?" I discreetly rolled my eyes at her. 'How pathetic,' I thought, 'She still is unable to accept her daughter's given name. It is ever so enjoyable to annoy her; maybe I'll just continuously address Kore as Persephone. Just to get onto her DARLING mother's nerves.' I chuckled silently to myself, ready to put my 'plan' into action. "Yes, sister dear. I was talking about dear little PERSEPHONE." I stressed her name. Demeter narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously and answered me snidely. "She's still asleep; she came in pretty late last night. Actually, why don't we all go wake her up now all together?" She brightened up immensely at the last part, addressing it not only to myself but to the rest of the guests that were crammed into the small living room. They cheered mightily like true brutish men generally do and started marching the short distance to Persephone's room, humming a merry marching song as if they were off to conquer a beautiful land and rob it of its treasures. Actually, they might be seeking to do so and not figuratively as I first thought. Oh dear. Let's just hope Persephone wasn't in the state of undress that that insolent man was hoping. I shoved a barged through the blokes that were obstructing my otherwise clear path to Persephone's room.
And Hades breaks the world record for the ten metre dash. Thank you for that gold medal.
I was now right behind Demeter. Her hand was outstretched, reaching for the knob of the door when suddenly she swung around and in the process scaring the living daylights out of me. "Everyone! Be quiet please!" She attempted to bring order to the overly excited men that were waiting to see a glimpse of Persephone. "SHUT UP!" Vines leapt out of the ground, wrapping themselves onto the legs of those unfortunate enough to be near them and squeezed them. The room fell into silence, apart from the occasional loud breathing of someone just released of the vines. Demeter cleared her throat before continuing. "I know how EAGER you boys are to see my darling KORE, but please. Don't crowd around me otherwise I'll make sure you NEVER, EVER COME BACK HERE AGAIN! That's all." She enunciated, glaring at the crowd of gods. Everyone cowered in fear and took a couple of steps back.
Cowards.
Demeter sniffed primly and turned on her heel. As soon as her back was turned, the rest of the gods scrambled to the door in hopes of reaching Persephone first. Dumbasses. I of course knew it was futile, so I took my time. As I drew near to the door, Demeter flung it open revealing a sight that I most definitely didn't mind seeing. Persephone was standing in all her naked glory, beads of water dripping off of her body. She had an ethereal golden glow, particularly concentrated on her cheeks, and she looked all in all radiant.
Wait a minute, what?
Persephone is naked. The door is open. There are a bunch of horny guys ogling her. SHE'S NAKED! OH MY GOD SHE'S ACTUALLY NAKED! Looking good too, I must say. I snapped out of my trance when I heard someone shout my name. "MUM! What in HADES do you think you're doing?"
Oh, it's Persephone. Here's my chance to shine!
I strolled through putting on my "confident, hot guy" expression on. The crowd of gods parted and made way a clear path to Persephone's room for me, although their tongues were still hanging out and their eyes were still glazed over. Hmm.
"Hello again, little flower. Fancy seeing you here…"
I was propped up against the tree trunk, enjoying the playful summer breeze. In the background, the faint chattering and the odd giggle from the 'main party' could be heard. It was now afternoon and all the guests were gathered in Demeter's garden. As expected, all the male gods had gravitated to Persephone and had formed a huddle around her. I glanced over at her and oh what a sight she was to behold. Her head was flung back and she was laughing, the sound was like beautiful chimes to my ears. Apollo grazed her arm and I heard myself growl. Whoa, where did that come from? I tore my eyes away from her and sighed. Something was going on inside of me, I felt like I was going under some sort of change. Before the events of Persephone's induction party I was perfectly normal, cold and indifferent. Now something had changed. Every time I saw Persephone my heart started going crazy and if I saw anyone make a move on her I would see red. I couldn't possibly be in LOVE could I? I was startled out of my reverie by an object landing in my lap with a distinct 'plunk' sound. After inspecting it, I could safely say that it was a diary. But whose? Taking a deep breath I opened the diary and was met with pretty cursive writing that wrote out "This is the diary of Persephone (I refuse to be called Kore!). Read on if you dare….
Well this is going to be interesting.
OoooOOOooH! Cliffhanger!
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Leela